I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

When Xiao Rongyu said this, Wang Zibo also heard it. He didn't say anything, but when they were queuing up to get on the bus, Wang Zibo pushed Chen Hansheng's waist, and both of them knew it.

Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu naturally sat together in the bus. After the bus passed the Yangtze River Bridge, Xiao Yuer fell asleep on Chen Hansheng's shoulder.

When I went to Jianye to register my freshman year, it seemed to be the same.

Chen Hansheng looked at Xiao Rongyu beside him. His face was rosy and charming, and his mouth was cutely pouted.

Ding.

Chen Hansheng received a message on his cell phone from Wang Zibo, who was sitting behind him.

Xiao Yu'er wasn't joking just now.

Wang Zibo asked: Is what she said true or false?

Chen Hansheng: It shouldn't be a joke. In fact, it is unavoidable. They will definitely meet one day.

Wang Zibo: That scene must have been tragic.

Chen Hansheng: Yeah.

Wang Zibo: Are you ready?

Chen Hansheng: Arrangements are being made. Xiao Yuer's reaction is expected.

Wang Zibo: What tricks do you have?

Chen Hansheng didn't answer anymore, and put his arm around Xiao Rongyu's shoulders to rest.

Xiao Yu'er felt the kissing gestures of the people around her. She smiled sweetly with her eyes closed and tried her best to shrink into Chen Hansheng's arms.

Wang Zibo saw Chen Hansheng put away his mobile phone, and he consciously stopped asking. It took more than four hours from Jianye to the port city. After the bus got off the highway, the familiar face of the port city came into view.

At this time, people started to get off the bus. Probably in a big city like Jianye, the traffic control is stricter, and the bus must stop at the Central Gate Passenger Terminal.

However, in Hong Kong City, people don’t care so much, especially those who shout “stop” speak the Hong Kong City dialect. Drivers who are also from Hong Kong City often stop at a certain roadside and loudly remind passengers not to forget their luggage.

Chen Hansheng stood up and packed his luggage, turned to Wang Zibo and said: Go ahead and tell the driver about the traffic passing through Haining Community.

Time to park.

Wang Zibo looked at the moving bus and said hesitantly: We can just take a tricycle at the station.

It’s not expensive anyway.

I know it's not expensive.

Chen Hansheng frowned: Isn't this wasting time? It would be troublesome to turn back.

oh.

In fact, Wang Zibo didn't want to do this. He felt that it was very difficult to say to the driver, Please stop, I want to get off, in front of everyone in the car.

Wang Zibo doesn't know the specific reason. He feels that he has more psychological barriers than when he raised his hand to answer the teacher's question in high school.

However, he was afraid of being scolded again, so he could only walk to the driver's seat, hesitating in his mind whether it would be better to say Master, stop at the intersection ahead or Master, stop at the big pharmacy ahead.

It's best if someone gets off the bus at Haining Community so I don't have to shout.

Wang Zibo was secretly looking forward to it, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened. He looked at his best friend, and Chen Hansheng was already so angry that he was spitting out fragrance.

So, Wang Zibo swallowed hard, cleared his throat and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, the driver noticed a person standing next to him. He took the initiative and asked: Young man, where do you want to park?

Wang Zibo was granted amnesty: Haining community.

The master nodded: Then let's go to the big pharmacy. There is a parking space there.

Thank you, master, thank you, master.

Wang Zibo quickly thanked him.

The driver didn't take it seriously. He looked like a college student at first glance, relatively young and a little cute.

Xiao Chen, get off at the big pharmacy in front.

Wang Zibo rushed back to his seat, and Chen Hansheng couldn't help but sarcastically said: If you had spoken slower, we would have arrived in the United States.

Why are you yelling? It's illegal to park at will.

Wang Zibo muttered retort.

Xiao Rongyu opened her round eyes, and she looked very funny from the side. In fact, she did this every time, and she always seemed to have to muster a lot of courage.

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After getting off the bus, the three of them took a deep breath at the same time. The autumn in the port city can be said to be crisp and clear. The sky is blue and there are no white clouds. This is something that cannot be experienced in Jianye.

Chen Hansheng took out his mobile phone and called Liang Meijuan, telling him that he had got off the car and was almost hungry.

When he walked downstairs, Chen Hansheng saw Liang Meijuan holding a handful of green onions in her hand and wearing an apron, cleaning up and waiting.

Oh, the specifications are quite large.

Chen Hansheng himself was surprised: In so many years, this is the first time that you have come downstairs to pick me up.

Don't put gold on your face!

Liang Meijuan didn't look at her son at all, and said kindly to Xiao Rongyu, I'm here to see Xiao Yu'er, our sweet little princess.

Aunt Liang~

Xiao Rongyu held Liang Meijuan's arm affectionately and took out some bottles and jars from the small bag: These are the cosmetics I bought for you. Don't give me money. In fact, they are not expensive. I will eat less. Sweets will do.”

It's better to be a little fish. It's a pity that I raised a son in vain. He comes back empty-handed. He is so cool and enviable.

While Liang Meijuan expressed her gratitude, she also did not forget to stab Chen Hansheng a few times.

Chen Hansheng turned a deaf ear and met his neighbor Aunt Xia when he went upstairs. She and Liang Meijuan were in the same unit. When she saw Chen Hansheng, she said, Hansheng is back. Your mother said you didn't want to hold a 20th birthday party, so we paid directly. .”

Neighborhoods in small places are relatively harmonious. If you add in the relationship between colleagues, they are basically relatives who interact with each other during weddings and funerals.

I don't want to operate, so I will always be a 19-year-old boy.

Chen Hansheng said with a smile: Aunt Xia is going out.

hold head high.

Aunt Xia was a little fat. After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered something: Meijuan, I have something to tell you.

Liang Meijuan raised her head and said to Chen Hansheng, You guys go up first and I'll talk to your Aunt Xia.

Because Xiao Rongyu was holding Liang Meijuan's arm, she wanted to be nice: I will stay with Aunt Liang.

Chen Hansheng reminded seriously: Don't regret it, they will lose track of time as soon as they chat.

Aunt Xia didn't believe it herself: I still have something to do, I will leave in a while.

Liang Meijuan also waved the green onions in her hand: I'm still waiting to add the seasoning. You are almost like your dad, who always likes to draw conclusions.

Xiao Rongyu thought about how long it would take to say something, maybe three or two minutes at most. She also chased Chen Hansheng away: Come on, hurry up, don't disturb our chat.

Chen Hansheng thought that if he didn't listen to the old man's words, he would suffer a lot in front of him, and you would suffer it soon.

Old Chen was the only one in the living room at home. Wang Zibo walked up and said hello: Uncle Chen.

Um.

Old Chen nodded and looked at Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo. The two young men were in good spirits, and Chen Hansheng did not feel depressed after the business failed.

Where's your mother? Chen Zhaojun asked.

I'm bragging with Aunt Xia downstairs.

Chen Hansheng watched Animal World for a while, and Zhao Zhongxiang's honest voice echoed in the living room.

After mating, the male bear has fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, and the legendary story of the female bear has just begun...

Soon, there was another commotion downstairs, Xiao Hongwei, Lu Yuqing, and Wang Zibo's mother Lu Yuzhen also came.

It seems that they were invited to have dinner together.

Two middle-aged women also joined the chatting team. Xiao Hongwei went straight upstairs. The voices of women talking could be heard from below from time to time.

When his wife is chatting, her husband considers himself a gentleman and usually does not interrupt, especially a good-tempered person like Chen Zhaojun.

Unless you really can't stand it anymore.

When the clock reached one o'clock in the afternoon, Lao Chen walked to the window, but he only moved his mouth. Finally, he said to Chen Hansheng: How long have your mother been chatting? Go and shout.

Chen Hansheng was not happy: I will definitely get scolded if I go to shout out to Tie, but Zi Bo goes to shout.

When Wang Zibo heard this, he asked himself to step in. He quickly refused: I'm not very hungry. It's uncomfortable to wander in the car.

Chen Hansheng looked at Xiao Hongwei again and glared at Port City Old Man Daniel Wu: You dare to order me when you mess up the seniority?

Don't dare.

Chen Hansheng could only stand up. He came to the window, thinking that the blowing was so hot.

Isn’t Aunt Xia in a hurry? It’s been more than 20 minutes;

Empress Dowager Liang was even more exaggerated, she still had green onions in her hand;

Aunt Lu, you are a cold-blooded civil servant after all;

Lu Yuzhen also smiled happily and occasionally chimed in a few words.

The only sad thing is Xiao Rongyu. She is not interested in these short-term family topics, but Liang Meijuan is holding her arm again. Now she can't walk, so she can only bend her calves to rest unnoticeably.

Chen Hansheng watched silently for a while, but also did not speak.

Discourage at this time will not only fail to stop mothers from chatting, but will only have the opposite effect.

However, Chen Hansheng did not flinch. Under the gaze of the other three men, he picked up a few folding stools and ran down, shouting: Mom, I moved the chairs for you. Sit down and chat. Sit down and chat. Bar.

Wang Zibo didn't understand Chen Hansheng's intention, and was still wondering in his heart, but not long after, Liang Meijuan's voice was heard scolding: We were just chatting for a while, and we went up quickly. What are you doing holding a stool? I have never seen you so active. Woolen cloth······

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of clattering walking in the corridor, and the menopausal tea party finally ended because of a few stools.

Xiao Hongwei and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other, and Lao Xiao quietly gave a thumbs up: Friends of women, it would be a pity that Han is not promoted to the Women's Federation.

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