Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

Before An Jingyue could react, why did Xia Chen call her grandpa and grandma by herself?Are they really siblings?Or….

The old man and the old lady were stunned for a moment, then reacted and said with a smile on their faces.

"Hey, isn't this going to weave two bamboo chairs, the kind used for walking. I used to like to sleep on deck chairs by the river. It's comfortable. After summer, I forgot my memory, so I put it here

,tell you later. "

The old man finished speaking.

Xia Chen rolled up her sleeves and stood up.

"I'll try."

"???"

The whole family looked at the young man who stood up suddenly in bewilderment, completely ignoring what he meant by trying.

Although they felt that the relationship between Xia Chen and An Jingyue was extraordinary, they might want to show off, but. ...You haven't tried this kind of thing, have you?Normal teenagers wouldn't want to help this kind of thing, would they?

Too much bravado?

The three of them were still a little dazed.

Xia Chen really walked over, and then under the gaze of three strange eyes.

It didn't take much time to make up two prototypes of reclining chairs. During the process, the old man happily found some props for Xia Chen.

And when Xia Chen really finished the two sturdy reclining chairs.

The eyes of the old man and the old lady changed.

The old man couldn't help asking.

"That...Xiao Xia, why do you still do this?"

Xia Chen smiled and washed his hands.

"I like to do some manual work when I have nothing to do. I also make my own chairs, bamboo chairs and so on."

The old lady looked at An Jingyue in disbelief, as if she wanted to get an answer from An Jingyue.

An Jingyue nodded with a smile.

"Yes... Xia Chen really likes to do it when nothing happens..."

There are two layers of meaning in this move, and now these two old people naturally can't feel it.

The old man touched the two bamboo chairs that Xia Chen made with emotion.

"Oh, it's really strong."

Xia Chen also nodded in satisfaction, and said quite proudly.

"Yes, I tested it, and the bamboo chairs I made are generally broken by normal people."

The old man looked at Xia Chen suspiciously.

"Then I should fall badly, right? Don't look at my age, in fact, my body is better than some young people."

Xia Chen nodded in agreement.

Then I thought about it.

"How about we make gestures? I can tailor a wooden stake for you, Grandpa."

"Wooden stake?" A strange look flashed in the old man's eyes.

Xia Chen nodded, looking at the arm protruding from the old man's rolled up sleeve.

"Look at the calluses on your hands, grandpa, as well as your arms and elbows. There are some marks for a long time. Maybe you practiced martial arts when you were young? I didn't see it in your house. Is it deserted? I think

I must be able to pick up this interest again, after all, I can't slack off in strengthening my body. "

The old man nodded and narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that you also have some experience."

"Learned a bit."

"Then let's make gestures? I haven't tried it for a long time."

"It's not impossible."

"Xia Chen! What are you doing? That's my grandfather!"

Xia Chen froze for a moment, then glanced at the old man who immediately kept silent and looked worse, his eyes were completely avoiding the eyes of his wife.

It seems that the old lady doesn't like old men practicing martial arts, and it probably happened because of this when she was young.

So Xia Chen whispered.

"I'll secretly make one for you in private."

The old man secretly reached out and patted Xia Chen on the back.

"Good boy."

"Good brother, you're welcome."

"???"

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different plots.As for the effect, I can't guarantee it, but I must guarantee the storyline and tension.The name of the next volume is going to be called... Urban Strange Talk.Also, it's New Year's Eve!about to say goodbye

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The two old men were very warm-hearted and stayed with Xia Chen for a while.

He even said that it was too late, and it didn't matter if Xia Chen stayed here to sleep, but Xia Chen had Xia Chen's own insistence.

Although it is indeed unsafe at night, it also depends on whether Xia Chen is on the street.

Xia Chen didn't go out on the street in the middle of the night, so that night was considered safe.

In the middle of the night, Xia Chen went to the streets, who might be in danger.

After Xia Chen left, the two old men cleaned up the room and let An Jingyue live in.

The old lady stroked the girl's long white hair kindly, and said something strange.

"How did your hair become like this?"

An Jingyue looked at the white hair, but she didn't feel any pity. Instead, she thought it was a precious memory. Of course, she didn't think the relationship between this memory and her mother was precious.

What is really gained at night is worth feeling precious.

"I dyed it. This hair color is popular recently. I have dyed gray hair before, but it doesn't feel as good as this."

The old lady didn't understand these things, so she pondered for a while and said.

"I don't know what you young people think. When we are old, we want to have black hair, but you want to make it white. Forget it, forget it, as long as you like it... Uh, yes, that little Xia and

What is your relationship? Are you talking about friends?"

The elders still asked about the things they were most concerned about.

After all, it's not normal for my granddaughter to bring a boy here so late, at least it can explain Xia Chen's position in An Jingyue's heart.

There was a faint blush on An Jingyue's face, but compared to embarrassment or something, it seemed to be much duller, but a kind of tranquility and natural shyness.

"No... Xia Chen is my junior and a good friend of mine."

Hearing what An Jingyue said, especially seeing the girl's expression, the old lady who has lived for most of her life naturally knew that there must be something hidden in it.

But since An Jingyue didn't want to say it, the old lady obviously didn't want to make things difficult. After all, this era has changed a lot from their youth, and the hearts of these young people are gradually getting confused.

Do not understand.

As for giving advice based on the experience of someone who has experienced it... It is not necessary, the old lady is very clear that everyone has their own way, what kind of appearance they can take, what kind of scenery they can see, it all depends on themselves.

"Okay, you have a good rest."

The old lady left the room and returned to the room with her husband.

Seeing his wife coming over, the old man was still thinking about it.

"That kid Xia Chen has something. I feel that when I was younger, I couldn't make the bamboo chair so well."

The old lady gave the old man an angry look.

"When are you still thinking about these things? What do you think of Xia Chen's child?"

The old man glanced at the old lady.

"It's very good. I do my own handicrafts, and I don't hide my words when talking to us. I have a very good personality."

"Can you eat with a good personality? If you are Yueyue's boyfriend, why don't you pay attention to real life? These things are at best a hobby, do you really expect to be able to support your family?"

The concept of the old lady is obviously more traditional.

The old man didn't refute violently, but just sighed, and then asked back.

"You always think that when children think about the future, they must be in the same family. Look at how your daughter is doing now? Is she happy? Find a man with such good conditions as you said, and you can really live together

Happy days? "

Hearing this sentence, the old lady's expression fell silent unconsciously.

Of course they also know about the divorce.

Since it was time for divorce, it was impossible to still stand on the side of outsiders, the old lady sighed and finally nodded.

"Old man, you are right... Forget it, what do I care about these things? They have their life, and I have mine..."

The old man covered the quilt and said with a smile.

"Yes, that's right to think so."

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Get out of the old town here.

The time is already past zero.

No one could be seen walking outside at all, and the lights became dim.

An eerie atmosphere was created invisibly.

Xia Chen didn't feel afraid of these things at all. Although he had been crazy about horror and supernatural things for a while, fear didn't exist.

He touched his pocket, wanting to smoke a cigarette, but found that the cigarette case was empty.

Xia Chen thought for a while, and walked home along the road in this dark street, while paying attention to whether there were any open 24-hour retail stores nearby.

I don't know if the urban area here is too old, and there is no 24-hour convenience store at all.

Stores are basically closed too.

After walking for a while, we came to a crossroads.

The place that should be bright is dark, and the lights seem to be broken, but the traffic lights here are always flashing yellow.

Xia Chen frowned, and the taxi couldn't be seen.

The shade of the surrounding trees became blurred.

Xia Chen still chose to go back the same way he had walked before.

Not long after, although the darkness continued and seemed inexplicably weird, I saw a slightly bright shop door open.