Peng Wanhua was stunned, looking at her pure and sincere eyes, thinking of all the past scenes together, he couldn't help but nod slightly.

A smile instantly broke out on Zhang Yingying's face, and she went back happily.

Peng Wanhua silently felt the remaining warmth in his hands, watching her and Zhang Mingming's slim figures gradually go away.

Return to No. 19 Courtyard.

There were only two dry pomegranate trees in the center of the huge yard, and it suddenly felt a lot deserted.

Dahei stuck his head out of the dog house to see who it was. When he saw it was him, he immediately shrank back.

It's too cold, but it's still comfortable in bed.

Peng Wanhua returned to the main room and boiled a pot of tea again. While drinking tea, he looked at the snowflakes flying outside the house, lost in thought.

One sitting is an afternoon.

I didn't even notice when it got dark.

"Mr. Peng, what would you like to eat for dinner?" Bai Yuxia came over to prepare dinner for him, breaking the silence.

She was busy taking care of the yard she had just collected during the day, and came home after a long day of work.

After tidying up the house, I hurried over here to see if there were any chores such as cooking and washing clothes, and I did it easily.

Peng Wanhua came to his senses now and felt that he had no appetite, "Let's make some lighter noodles."

At this moment, Tian Xingguo knocked on the door and came in.

He took over Zhang Bin's roasted seeds and nuts operation, and quickly established the roasted seed roasting business in a clean and tidy manner. He wore a fur coat and walked with a breath of air, looking very impressive.

"Brother, everything has been arranged for the car..."

As he approached, he suddenly noticed that Bai Yuxia was in the house, and immediately became silent.

Peng Wanhua waved his hand, "It's okay, you can continue talking."

"We have prepared three cars, five brothers in total. When do you think it is convenient to leave there? Du Hong has already gone to Shicheng to make arrangements."

Tian Xingguo continued.

Peng Wanhua: "I'll leave when I have a holiday."

"Okay! Then I'll go back first."

Tian Xingguo came and went in a hurry, and after receiving accurate instructions, he hurriedly withdrew.

"How about making egg noodles?" Bai Yuxia then asked.

Peng Wanhua nodded, "Okay."

Bai Yuxia was about to go to the kitchen, took two steps, looked back at him, pursed her lips, but didn't say what she wanted to say.

Peng Wanhua saw that she was hesitant to speak, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Mr. Peng, can I ask you a favor?"

Bai Yuxia begged with a trace of sadness on her brows.

Recently, she has been dreaming about her mother, who looks haggard.

For many days, she always felt something strange.

It's like there's something stuck in my heart, making me feel uncomfortable, even uneasy.

After being away from home for many years, she only recently had this ominous premonition.

After thinking about it, she decided to go back and take a look.

She just heard that Peng Wanhua and others were planning to go to Shicheng, Beihe Province, and thought it would be best if she could hitch a ride with them, which would be safe and convenient.

She then stated her request.

Peng Wanhua thought it was something, "It's just a small matter. You go back and pack it up. We will probably leave in half a month."

"Thank you very much." Bai Yuxia bowed quickly to express her gratitude.

She was at the mature age, and her plump figure was shaking up and down, making Peng Wanhua almost twitch.

He quickly stopped, "No, no, no, it's just a small matter."

Bai Yuxia went to the kitchen to make dinner.

After eating and drinking, Peng Wanhua was soaking his feet. Before leaving, Bai Yuxia gave him a basin of hot water and asked him to lie on the rocking chair to soak his feet and eat.

The courtyard door knocked again restlessly,

"Who is it? You can't even soak your feet safely!" he yelled.

"Me!" A watery voice sounded.

Peng Wanhua stood up and opened the door. Sure enough, it was Zhou Ling.

I saw this girl with her hands on her hips, very arrogant, and looked confident.

"What's wrong? I haven't been beaten yet this morning. Do you think you didn't beat her enough?" Peng Wanhua didn't tolerate her.

"Sister! Look at him!" She reached out and pulled a person over from the wall.

Who is it if it’s not Peng Wanmei?

Although Peng Wanmei usually loves and protects him, her face instantly dropped when she heard his words.

Only then did Peng Wanhua realize that, oh no, Zhou Ling was suing his parents.

"Zhou Lingdu told me what happened in the morning. Although she spoke more frankly, you shouldn't take action."

Peng Wanmei scolded him.

She didn't quite believe it when she heard Zhou Ling complain at first.

After all, she knew her brother's temper, so seeing was believing, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Besides, I knitted a sweater for you, and you still hit me. Can you have some conscience?"

Zhou Ling added fuel to the fire.

"Yeah, look how good she is to you. Don't be ignorant of your blessings and bully others just because you are tall and powerful."

With that said, Peng Wanmei pulled his ears and pulled him into the yard.

After all, there are people coming and going in the alley, so it's not good for others to laugh.

Peng Wanhua shrank his head, thinking: Just scold me, just pull me, how can I pull my ears off?

He glanced at Zhou Ling. The girl was laughing so silently that her mouth almost reached her ears.

Seeing him looking at him, Zhou Ling raised his chin proudly. No matter how powerful the Monkey King was, he would still be suppressed by the Buddha.

She knew that the only person who could suppress Peng Wanhua was her eldest sister.

So I went to find Peng Wanmei in the afternoon and told him what happened in the morning with a look of aggrievedness.

Seeing his deflated appearance, Zhou Ling took advantage of the eldest sister not paying attention and gave him a face.

Peng Wanhua raised his palm as if to hit.

Zhou Ling suddenly covered his head and stepped aside, frowning and saying: "Sister, look at him, he wants to hit me again!"

Peng Wanmei glanced at Peng Wanhua, who was scratching his head.

"Okay, don't scare her. They all come from the same place. If you have something to say, talk to her. It's like being an enemy every day."

Peng Wanmei patted him. He was such an adult and understood the truth. It would be useless to talk more.

After saying that, she held Zhou Ling's hand and dragged his arm into the warm main room.

The stove in the main room was burning brightly, and the teapot on the stove was beeping.

"You two have a good talk. Don't argue. I'm going to study for a while. I'll come back later."

After saying that, she poured a cup of tea and took it into the east wing, leaving Peng Wanhua and Zhou Ling in the main room.

She is a female academic who feels uncomfortable if she does not study for a moment.

Recently, she became obsessed with Chinese medicine and began to study various Chinese medicinal materials and prescriptions.

In particular, the various Chinese medicine books that Peng Wanhua gave her from Xiangjiang were the essence of the field of Chinese medicine, and she was fascinated by them.

Peng Wanhua glanced at Zhou Ling, and just as he raised his hand, the other person jumped back suddenly. Just now she looked like a female leopard, now she looks like a frightened kitten.

He smiled secretly, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to her hand. "Don't be afraid. I was impulsive this morning. I apologize to you."

"I-I'm not afraid."

Zhou Ling said harshly.

Seeing that he was apologetic, he took the tea cup, took a sip of tea with his red lips, and said it was over.

"Hey, I'm sorry, your cup was taken away by my eldest sister. I just drank from this cup. I'll get you a new cup."

Peng Wanhua suddenly realized that the cup belonged to him and quickly asked for it back.

After Zhou Ling heard this, he suddenly felt angry.

This guy is so disgusting, he didn’t say anything until he finished drinking!

I turned around and thought, I used the cup he drank from. Does this count as an indirect kiss?

Then her pretty face gradually turned rosy, and she couldn't help but lick her red lips gently.

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