That's right, the visitor is Nan Weiwei, who has been silent for months.
The lights in the corridor went out, and the beautiful apricot eyes were full of surprises and doubts, and then turned into shining ridicule.
Qian Mai was surprised and happy, ashamed and annoyed, so at a loss that he took the culprit of the mischief and directly announced that Peng Chen had entered the cold palace, and warned him not to appear within three days.
Peng Chen acted like a dumb person who had eaten Huanglian wrongly, forced to calm down, turned around and nodded to Nan Weiwei, before waiting for greetings, he quickly went downstairs. After returning to the hotel to take a shower, I turned on the computers in my room as usual to accurately grasp the changes in the European and American futures market through online real-time time.
While briefly replying to the messages of relatives and friends, his gaze is still staring at the changes in the digital curve on the screen from time to time, and his mind keeps flashing the embarrassing situation just now. Thinking about it, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he couldn't help but smile. Mai was so shy and thin-faced, and now he didn't know what his small face would look like.
Peng Chen's guess was right. If he could get what he wanted, what Qianmai most wanted to do now was to pretend to faint.
In a rush, the bathroom door opened from the inside. Nan Weiwei walked out slowly in a silk pajamas, wiping her wet hair, glanced at the latent wheat with her red face, and said quietly, "Don't be shy, be careful. Brain congestion. Peng Chen will look for me desperately."
Hearing that, a rush of blood was uncontrollable, hitting the brain again, Latent Wheat blushed and didn't know where to put his eyes, and suspected that if it continued like this, it might really cause brain congestion and death. Her lips shook, and she hurriedly said, "Weiwei, come over and eat some wontons."
Nan Weiwei was not humble, walked over to sit down, and ate wontons on the coffee table. After a sip of hot fresh soup, my chest became warm, and at this time I felt like I finally returned home.
Having walked through so many places and tasted countless flavors of delicacies, I feel that the food made of latent wheat is the most appetizing. Even the simplest wontons can be made in a variety of ways, delicious and chewy. It's a pity that she is busy and lazy, and can't cook two meals all year round.
Qian Mai sat over, picked up the towel set aside, and gently wiped Nan Weiwei's dripping hair. The living room was quiet, and the two of them were silent, continuing the movements in their hands.
After a long time, half a bowl of wontons were eaten, Nan Weiwei slowly said: "Don't you ask me why?"
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Eat well and go to bed with jet lag."
A smile was drawn on the corner of Nan Weiwei's lips. Her wheat, ah, is so considerate, which makes people feel the warmth and comfort of heartwarming all the time.
"Actually, it's nothing, I just want to relax, walk around by myself, and quietly say goodbye to the past."
"Oh, that's the best."
"These days, I went to all the places I have walked with him, from London, to Oxford, to Birmingham, to Manchester... to Paris, Provence... Everywhere, I will stay quietly for a week, and take all the predecessors. Recall the past, then throw it into the air and let them go with the wind."
Nan Weiwei's tone is calm and concise as if she was just telling other people's things.
All the memories faded to gray, and the foreign country was far away, and the happiness she had longed for was blooming in those places. The endless stream of people, colorful glittering neon, blue water rippling river, skyless lavender, they have all witnessed her heart-pounding love. It's just that, now all of this has passed.
"It took me ten years to fight the fire with moths to chase the mirror flower water moon in my dream. Then, I want to use ten months to completely forget and bury it. But wheat... On the 98th day, Suddenly I found my mind was empty and there was nowhere to go anymore. Standing on the platform, I miss my parents, miss you, miss Liu Feipeng, miss the mountains and rivers of my hometown... So, I came back..."
"You did it too right, Weiwei." It's not your own dish, so you don't have to eat it.
"Don't worry! I've already sorted it out... The plane landed at Pudong Airport, and I saw a few gray-haired elders staring at the exit eagerly. I suddenly realized that I was so selfish. I was immersed in sorrow. I didn’t realize that my parents and friends would be very worried. I’ll be back this time and I’ll never leave again..."
Speaking of the dearest relatives, Nan Weiwei's voice gradually choked, and then went down in a low voice. His eyes were shining with tears, like shooting stars in the midnight, one by one, they were about to roll down, but she was forced back stubbornly by her head up.
Feeling the loss and loss of her these days, Qian Mai's heart is tight, and her chest is sour and hard to breathe. Her Weiwei is obviously coquettish from the bone, but so strong and stubborn that it hurts.
"Of course, Liu Feipeng and I are waiting for you in Huayang. We are waiting to see through the autumn water all the time."
"Yes, I already regret not coming back earlier. Otherwise, I will see more and more exciting spring/gong/shows."
Nan Weiwei burst into laughter. Everything in the world is really curious. She didn't believe she was killed before today. Peng Chen and Qian Mai, two calm and gentle people, would come together. Can't help but yell: "You are also true. I wasted so much time every day, writing'Ghost Cry Wolf Howling' on QQ, but said nothing about my annihilation. I promise, you just need to mention a little bit, I've already caught a plane. came back."
Qianmai gave it up, and Ren Nan Weiwei was cheeky to "vent her anger", as long as she was happy.
"Quickly, when did you hook up?"
Being distracted by "Peng Qianlian", Nan Weiwei was very curious and was busy asking questions. Just now in the stairwell, she was really stunned by the thunder and tender, and the wind was messy: "Qianmai, don't tell me, you have annihilation in junior high school. Then you and Peng Chen, the city is too deep. , It's too much to install."
"Wh~ there~. I don't know... The truth is usually common, anyway, it's like that if you are not surprised." Qianmai's eyes flashed, and even his smile was extremely embarrassing.
"You woman is always lucky! She nests in the mountains all day, and can also receive the big meat buns. Look at you like a village girl, I must not know how hot Peng Chen is. When he was a junior, he After only two days in London, there are many women who are wise and acquainted. Please ask me to match Shen Zhou." Nan Weiwei glanced contemptuously at the conservative pajamas with pure cotton and cartoon patterns on Latent Wheat.
"Hey, really? Then I'll find a chance to grill and ask him." It seems that the ancients are not deceived by me. It is a treasure to have an ugly man in the family.
"Come on, it's your IQ. It's good if you don't have Peng Chen grilled into dried fish." Nan Weiwei ridiculed, and glanced lightly around the living room, and found that the desk, coffee table, and sofa were lying on the desk, coffee table, and sofa. Language and French clothing books are immediately clear in my heart, and Peng Chen Wanli brought back 80%.
A big man who loves Wu and Wu to do this must be really moved. Wheat, you are luckier than me! Must be happy.
In the middle of the moon, in a quiet room, the two people who had been exhausted and rushed for a day, nestled together and fell asleep. At this time, the sun was setting on the far side of the ocean, and the sky was full of colorful clouds.
"My wife, I'm back." Daddy Peng, dressed as a fisherman, with a fishing rod and bucket in his hand, walked into the house leisurely. Muttered softly in her mouth: "How much did she lose today? So after 12 CALLs, I was so scared that Yu Xia Yuanxun, and Lao Li directly complained."
"Husband, you are back." Immediately, the stairs sounded "Papa" and "Papa" slippers. Immediately afterwards, Ma Peng rushed down happily.
"Why are you running in such a hurry, the sky is falling down?" Peng Peng slowly took off his hat and hung it up. He was accustomed to making a fuss about his wife.
"It's more serious than the sky falling down. It's Quintimo that has a big problem." Ma Peng slapped her hands heavily, and instantly, the clapping sound of her palms resounded through the hall.
"What's the matter?" Dad Peng paused with his hands taking off his jacket, and his back stiffened: "The video was through the day before yesterday. Everything looks normal."
"There was a problem today. Just now I was idle and okay, so I made a call to the hotel. No one answered, and I dialed his cell phone again. I don't know, he answered, "HELLO, mommy". God , The tone of'children's filial piety' made me get goose bumps all over my body. After he went to elementary school, didn't he always call me MISS Lin?..."
Mom Peng BaLaBaLa told her phone adventures. Dad Peng smiled slightly, relaxed his tight heart, hung up his coat, sat on the sofa and listened to his wife's idioms, nagging her big problems.
"Moreover, what's more terrible is that he actually said...'Wife, I am here'... 80%, the wheat girl was right there at the time." Ma Peng squeezed her throat and shriekedly learned from her son, but the effect was very good. Lei is a natural soldier.
Father Peng, who was drinking tea, almost choked: "I'm not talking every day. Wife, I'm here."
"No, Quintimo is not in this tune. It should be gentle, happy, and then add a squinted smile, plus a slight show off to me...'Wife, I am here.'"
Peng Ma resolutely shook her head, not reconciled, and demonstrated again and again, but unfortunately the effect was still unsatisfactory.
Dad Peng chuckled and laughed, and finally turned into a shrug and laughter: "That said, Quintimo's mobility is quite strong. In less than two months, he chased the other girl. It's much easier than me. I think back then. …"
Before Dad Peng opened the memory box, Ma Peng immediately interrupted his thoughts: "But later, he told us to go back to propose a marriage as soon as possible. I'll just tell you what you mean. Let's finish our Christmas business here. Going back to my hometown to celebrate the New Year and deal with the domestic New Year's business. Hearing that, he immediately turned my face with me... The cold tone, like the Siberian cold, made me think of your dad..."
"It's inevitable, Quintimo grew up with his grandpa since childhood."
Thinking of those Shuo Shuo's cold eyes, Ma Peng narrowed her neck without any promise: "Then what should I do about this?"
Peng Ma’s big problem was solved by Peng’s father: "Easy! It’s just a little time next year, let Quintimo set up the wedding room and prepare for the wedding. When they are almost busy, let’s relax." Go back and just wait to be in-laws."
"Husband, don't you worry about it?" Peng Ma Xuanran wept.
"worry about what?"
"If Quintimo is not as lucky as you, find a romantic, innocent, humorous, virtuous and capable wife like me. Then how dark and boundless his next life will be..."
The corners of Peng's eyes twitched uncontrollably. It seems that people really can't wander abroad for too long, otherwise, the idioms will be used indiscriminately, and they will be gibberish.
"Have you not read Quintimo's love letter?" Wheat, under the blue sky, I will guard the sun and guard you forever." Wheat, I often travel and have traveled so many places. In fact, the one I want to go most is you. In my heart..."
Not waiting for Peng's father to finish, Peng's mother is a chill.
"So, Quintimo has made such a statement, so what if you are not satisfied? Before taking office, you will be a wicked mother-in-law and beat the mandarin ducks?"
"I didn't think so, I was just worried." Mom Peng approached Peng's father and vowed with her index finger up: "I just look at it once. I flew back after seeing it, as if nothing happened."
"It's purely unnecessary. Isn't it tired to fly around?"
"You men, how do you know our motherhood." Ma Peng covered her face aggrievedly, and squinted secretly to see Dad Peng's face through her fingers.
Dad Peng can't laugh or cry, his wife is a strong woman outside, but she always looks like a small woman when she comes home. There is also the face that Quintimo took the wrong hold in the hospital, and that her son's two-faced character was completely inherited from her.
"Alright, alright." Father Peng patted Ma Peng on the shoulder: "We are not worried that you will be bored when you go back. Quintimo is now busy with both the villa and the restaurant, and has to spare time to chase the girl. He doesn’t have time to spend time with you now, you are not familiar with the place where you live in Huayang, if something happens, don’t you trouble him..."
"Why am I willing to make trouble for my son?" Madam Peng was anxious, jumped onto the sofa and shouted: "You don't believe in my ability, but also in my character."
"You are so high-spirited." Peng Peng leaned on the back of the sofa and said lightly: "What's the matter with the investigation report at the bottom of the bedside drawer and at the bottom? You are not afraid that Quintimo will know. ?"
The arrogant and arrogant Peng Ma immediately blushed with a guilty conscience, sat back to her place with a smile, and said in four rounds: "That... is just a resume, so simple that it can't be simpler experience."
Dad Peng rolled his eyes helplessly. If you don't tell me, I also know that the so-called resume originally meant simple experience. But you have five or six pages of reports, can you still call it a resume
"If you don't want to be known by Quintimo and feel disgusted, you can quickly get rid of things. We are just such a son, his chosen daughter-in-law, whether we are satisfied or dissatisfied, there is only one, no choice, no It has to be compared. You accept the reality as soon as possible. Hurry up and handle the restaurant affairs, make room for a month, and we will return to our hometown immediately after Christmas."
Seeing that the situation was set, Peng Ma humbly accepted the reality of failure. Since this road is not open, she might as well find another way.
"Husband, in November, my brother-in-law's sister-in-law's niece's niece got married. The wedding was set in Beijing, and we are considered elders. Yuqingyuli must go back."
Before Peng's father could speak out, Peng's mother vowed again that in order to increase the credibility of her character, she used ten fingers with her hands this time: "I promise, I will only go to Beijing for a visit. I went the day before and returned the next day and stayed in the hotel. I will save you all the money."
So persevering, it seems that my wife is really stimulated today. Dad Peng was so funny, he got up and prepared to wash up: "You play mahjong in summer, and when you lose, didn't you mean that they didn't talk to you because they didn't talk to them anymore?"
Peng Ma was choking, why is it so difficult for her to return to her country and home.
Peng Peng whistled and washed away in a good mood. It seemed that his wife was not dead and wanted to hide her passport later. Going together, why bother to go separately. But to be honest, he is still quite curious about his future daughter-in-law. Qianmai, Qianmai, sounds so weird, but how do you feel a little familiar. It may be a popular pasta in Italy. Contact wheat flour and buckwheat flour every day. Thinking about it this way, this girl has some fate with their family. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)