Rebirth: The new baby daddy is in place

Chapter 43 The woman in the rural courtyard

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, a taxi drove from the old city to the suburbs of Mingshi and stopped on a wide and quiet avenue.

Both sides of the avenue are covered with tall sycamore trees.

When the breeze blows, all the sycamore trees make a rustling sound, and the yellowed sycamore leaves also dance.

At the end of the avenue, there is a small hill with a height of tens of meters and less than 100 meters.

The low mountain has been transformed, and at first glance it looks like a flower garden, filled with various varieties of flowers.

On one side of the low mountain, there is a small rural courtyard.

The small courtyard is semicircular, and the fence is covered with ivy.

There are three or four wooden houses connected together in the small courtyard, which makes people feel indescribably comfortable.

In the taxi, the driver was a middle-aged man nearly 50 years old.

After he stopped the car, he turned to look at Ji Yi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and said with a smile: "Master Ji, we've arrived, but you have to walk over next."

Ji Yi looked at a small road beside the avenue that led directly to the small courtyard, nodded and then started to laugh and cry again: "Uncle Lin, do you want to shorten my life by calling me Master Ji?"

"Others can scream, but I can't?" The middle-aged man whom Ji Yi called Uncle Lin glared, and then his eyes softened: "It doesn't matter your age, in Ming City, you can bear this scream no matter where you are." .”

"Don't flatter me." Ji Yi rolled his eyes, opened the car door and walked out, waving to Uncle Lin with his backhand.

"Uncle Lin, there's no need to wait for me. I don't think I'll be going back tonight."

Uncle Lin responded indifferently, sitting in the car and watching Ji Yi step on the muddy path, his eyes were extremely soft.

In the eyes of many people in Ming City, Ji Yi is a living king of hell.

But in the eyes of more people, Ji Yi is a living Bodhisattva.

As for him, Lao Lin, he is a follower of the Living Bodhisattva.

Because when he was at his most desperate and despairing, it was this young living Bodhisattva who pulled him back from the brink of death and collapse...

Soon, when Ji Yi walked outside the pastoral courtyard, Uncle Lin came back from his memories.

After he smiled, the car turned around and slowly left.

At the same time, Ji Yi, who walked outside the courtyard, looked at Xiao Yuyu and Zhou Xiaoxiao who were playing together in the courtyard, and a smile appeared on his face.

He knew that Xia Yiran came here with Xiao Yuyu.

"Yi, why are you here?"

When Ji Yi walked outside the small courtyard, people in the courtyard also saw him.

Xiao Yuyu called her daddy affectionately, and Zhou Xiaoxiao timidly called Uncle Ji. Then the two little guys ignored Ji Yi and sat on the ground in the yard, playing in the mud.

The woman sitting on the wicker chair also shifted her attention from the two little guys to Ji Yi.

Her age is somewhat elusive, she is tall and plump, and her figure has a very good golden proportion.

With her hair loose and wearing a long blue dress, she had an indescribable smell about her.

It seems elegant and tranquil.

"Sister Xia left me in a hurry and took my boy with her. I guessed that she was coming to your place."

Ji Yi gently pushed open the small bamboo door in the courtyard that could only be regarded as a decoration and walked in.

He came to stand beside the woman and asked softly: "Where is Sister Xia?"

The woman pushed her loose hair to her ears and replied: "Tianjiao will go to the hospital for a check-up later, and Xia Xia will go back first."

"Why did Sister Xia come to you in such a hurry?" Ji Yi asked again.

"Sneeze!" The woman covered her mouth and sneezed softly, a little embarrassed: "It's cold and the quilt doesn't seem to keep me warm. I have a cold. I asked Xia Xia to send me two quilts and cold medicine. come over."

Ji Yi was a little silent.

The woman looked up at Ji Yi, hesitated for a while, and whispered, "How are you feeling recently?"

<divclass="contentadv">"At least it's better than your mood." Ji Yi took two steps back and stood behind the wicker chair, placing his hands gently on the wicker chair: "Rather than caring about my mood, you should care more about it. yourself."

"I'm in a pretty good mood. There are flowers everywhere here and the environment is very good..." The woman told Ji Yi gently about every detail of the place.

Ji Yi didn't interrupt her and just listened quietly.

After she finished speaking, Ji Yi gently shook the wicker chair with both hands, and the woman sitting on the wicker chair also started to rock back and forth.

"You!" She raised her head and looked at Ji Yi's face with a helpless smile: "You are still as naughty as before."

Ji Yi didn't say anything, just rocked the wicker chair gently.

His expression always seemed so calm, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Although Xiao Yuyu had been playing with Zhou Xiaoxiao, as soon as Ji Yi came here, he secretly focused some of his attention on Ji Yi.

Seeing the attitude of her little father and her little aunt in getting along, Xiao Yuyu's heart tightened.

It seems... Aunt Chu's real rival has appeared?

Thinking about it, Xiao Yuyu's eyes rolled around, and he lowered his voice and asked Zhou Xiaoxiao.

"Little miss, do my little dad have a good relationship with your aunt?"

"Yes." Zhou Xiaoxiao, who was squeezing mud with his little hands, nodded his head seriously: "My mother said that Uncle Ji is my aunt's medicine. It is the medicine that keeps my aunt alive."

The little fish scratched its little head with muddy hands, and its little face was almost twisted together.

I don’t understand what medicine is needed to survive.

But... Aunt Chu seems to have really met her match!

What should I do? Xiao Yuyu wants Aunt Chu to be her mistress...

"Yi, your little guy seems to have misunderstood our relationship."

Every move of Xiao Yuyu was seen by the woman.

She looked at the little Yuyu whose little face was twisted together for a while, covered her mouth and chuckled twice, then leaned back on the wicker chair and spoke softly to Ji Yi.

"Is it a misunderstanding?" Ji Yi asked back, then nodded to himself: "It is indeed a misunderstanding."

The woman patted her forehead lightly, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "If you keep teasing your sister Chan'er like this, be careful I won't let you come here again."

"Zhen." Ji Yi said twice without saying anything else.

The woman was even more speechless. She had to change the subject and asked curiously: "The person your boy talked about the most in my ears just now was the person he called Aunt Chu, besides you. Tell me honestly, are you talking about women?" Are you friends? Why don’t you bring it to Sister Chan’er to see, do you look down on you, Sister Chan’er?”

Ji Yi's hand gently shaking the wicker chair paused for a moment, and a hint of complexity flashed in his quiet eyes.

"It's impossible for me and her."

The woman frowned slightly, and there was a hint of confusion in her voice: "Why? Does she look down on you, or do you look down on others?"

"It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not." Ji Yi continued to push the wicker chair and said in a very calm voice: "Some things have no reason. Aren't these things that you and I have already understood clearly?"

"The class that cannot be broken is still..." The woman seemed to understand, but soon a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Is it really impossible?"

"It's really impossible." Ji Yi still shook his head.

"I think it's possible." The woman put her hands on the armrests of the wicker chair and stood up, turning to look at Ji Yi.

"Yi, do you have the guts to make a bet with Sister Chan'er? If you win, Sister Chan'er will do anything for you. If you lose... just let Sister Chan'er die, okay? Sister, I miss you Brother Zhou and my nephew. .”

Looking at her with a calm face but sadness in her bones, Ji Yi guessed what she wanted to bet on.

He closed his eyes, not daring to agree.

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