Let’s Go, Wheat

Chapter 208: 227 How fortunate (Ending)

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After a quarrel and reconciliation, Qian Mai is gentle and considerate enough to be a model girlfriend.

In the morning, she will quietly get up to prepare breakfast. When everything is ready, I will wake up Peng Chen. I spent breakfast with him, sent him to the company, and watched him enter the elevator before turning and leaving.

As the evening approached the end of get off work, she would arrive at the office a little earlier, sitting in the corner of the lobby quietly flipping through the magazine, waiting for Peng Chen to appear. Then, the moment he walked out of the elevator, he greeted him immediately. I haven't seen him for a long time, such as after three autumns, the eager expression on his face is clearly the newly married little wife who is very clingy.

This kind of treatment has never been seen before. Peng Chen seemed to fall into the honeypot suddenly, and his happiness was a little unreal.

Peng Chen said: "The weather is so cold, you don't need to come and wait for me."

Hidden wheat is not compliant: "I am on vacation now, so I have a lot of time."

Peng Chen said again: "Then just wait for me at home."

Qianmai still shook his head, disgusting him for being wordy, and pouted a little dissatisfiedly: "Recently, the road has been blocked badly. I'm afraid you will be boring to drive by yourself."

The two held their hands and murmured softly to the parking lot to pick up the car. This simple conversation, somehow, was overheard by an employee inadvertently, and finally ended up in Peng's ears.

Dad Peng regurgitated this unremarkable conversation several times. After pondering for a long time, he opened his mouth and said to Peng Ma: "Prepare to come and propose a marriage."

Peng Chen didn't know this. In the afternoon, after finishing the tasks at hand, he got up and left work early. The reason is very good: "It saves the wheat coming out and freezing it."

This can actually be a reason for skipping shifts? Shen Zhou was very contemptuous, but still waved his hand with a generous smile. In the past two days, someone has been tossed so hard. Now that the rain has passed and the sky has cleared, let him happily swing his tail a few times. When the couple was sent to the bridal chamber, he would have gone for a hundred or eighty days when he was taking great credit.

Peng Chen returned home and opened the door. The indoor sunlight was soft, the windows were bright and clean, and the fragrance of detergent was faintly floating, which was very different from when he left home in the morning.

The curtains have been replaced with new ones. The brilliant red has light and dark, and a variety of geometric patterns are mixed and matched on the fabric, with golden and purple decorative bands interspersed in the middle. The sofa covers and pillows have also been replaced with new ones. The embroidered shading of roses is exquisite and elegant, and the unique wrinkle design complements the curtains. After her skillful hand changes, the house seems to become more agile, permeating the joyful and festive atmosphere of the new year.

Looking around, Peng Chen liked it very much, and the corners of his mouth turned upwards involuntarily.

There was no one in the room, and the faint sound of water came from the balcony. I approached and looked through the floor-to-ceiling glass, Latent Wheat is fully armed, blue and white cloth headscarf, blue and white cloth apron, wearing rubber gloves in his hand, he is bowing his back and brushing his sneakers vigorously.

On the balcony, all kinds of curtains, sheets and pillowcases dance in the wind. Below, a line of neatly polished leather shoes was neatly arranged.

Her bangs were a bit messy, and water stains were faintly splashed on the blue and white apron. Peng Chen leaned on the door frame and watched the scene in front of him calmly. He felt very comfortable and familiar, as if he had seen it in his dream a long time ago.

Qianmai felt the line of sight behind him, turned around, and saw the people who should be busy in the company appear in front of him without warning, and he was slightly taken aback. Immediately, his mouth flattened and he couldn't help complaining deeply: "Peng Xiaochen, you have a lot of pig feet. My hands are sour."

As he said, he shook his arm pretentiously. Wu Nong said softly. With her lazy accent, Peng Chen was scolded, and actually laughed out: "That's also very fragrant and fragrant pig's feet."

Qianmai Yuncai, I have never seen such a cheeky person.

Peng Chen had already walked over, wrapped her waist from behind, couldn't help but stole a fragrance by lowering his head. He took the shoes and brush from her hand and threw it far away: "Why do you wash it? Just throw it away..."

Then, realizing that there was a flash of disapproval frown in the person in her arms, she immediately changed her words: "I will do it, I will do it myself." She said that she had forcibly removed the rubber gloves in her hand.

Hidden Wheat is not compliant: "Don't make trouble, you haven't done this kind of thing before."

Peng Chen had to implement the strategy of mourning and push her indoors: "I'm so thirsty, go and pour me a glass of water."

Qianmai twisted him, but in three or two minutes, forgive him for not being able to play any tricks, so he obediently went to the kitchen to pour water first.

Unexpectedly, when she returned to the balcony again, all the sneakers and canvas shoes coated with soap to be washed were missing, only the washing machine was running thunderously.

No matter how rich the association power of Latent Wheat is, it is down now. I can't believe that this is what an adult with high IQ would do: "You just... brush shoes like this?"

Peng Chen shrugged, took the warm water in her hand and drank it. Said: "I think the principle of washing clothes and shoes is the same."

Oh my god, doing such an idiotic thing is still reasonable, and it has risen to the level of principle. How much should Peng's father and Peng's mother spoil him, and spoil him alive into a housework idiot.

In her house, Xiaohai is the son of her parents who gave birth to two daughters after they gave birth to two daughters. Ever since he was a child, he has been spoiled and loved, and he has never been involved in washing and cooking. That's the case. After Xiaohai left home to go to university, he knew nothing about it. He knew that he poured a detergent and disinfectant solution for two days, then rinsed it off with a tap and dried it before putting it on.

Qian Mai laughed angrily: "How dirty the shoes are. How do you wash your clothes after this washing machine?"

Peng Chen was not worried about her concern at all: "Then buy another one." As he said, before Qianmai retorted, he hugged her and walked indoors, all the broken thoughts were submerged in the tide. In the kiss.

The good time should be used to do good things. Who cares about those stinky shoes patiently

Simply used for dinner. The sun finally came out and showed his face for a long time. At this moment, there was a sporadic drizzle in the sky, and the cold air went south, and once again visited the small town. Neither of them has the will to go out and go shopping.

Peng Chen flipped through the report under the light, while Qian Mai continued the unfinished housework during the day, squatting in front of the locker to learn what he was messing with.

I don't know how long it took, she raised her head and asked Peng Chen, "Who is Tang Yin?"

Peng Chen replied: "Company employees."

"It's your secretary... right." His tone was slightly stagnant, and gradually fell silent.

Peng Chen hummed softly: "It used to be, but now I have moved to a foreign company." Knowing her temper, she won't ask people for no reason. He moved his gaze away from the report, and landed on the various gift boxes lined up on the table next to him.

It was New Year's Day and the company gave out bonus red envelopes. Some polite employees gave him gifts in twos and threes, and most of them took a glance and put them in the locker. Unexpectedly, there will be so many accumulated.

Qianmai's heart went back and forth, unconsciously becoming irritable, and gave Peng Chen a fierce look: "Tell the bees to provoke the butterflies! Can't you be safer?"

The last time the mobile phone changed owners to answer, this time the elevator solemnly warned, and the memory flooded. Coupled with such a blatant gift in front of her, Tang Yin's thoughts, she understood with her toes.

Peng Chen was stared innocently. These gifts are all brought together by the employees spontaneously. At that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Now she has taken out all the gifts Tang Yin had given by herself, including the Mid-Autumn Festival wallet, Christmas cufflinks, and New Year's watches. It’s a bit... inappropriate.

Lest she wanted to be crooked, Peng Chen stretched his arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't be crooked. Tang Yin can be regarded as a relative of my grandfather's family who did not have five clothes. Everyone helped each other out and often had business dealings. She grew up. Just careless, like a tomboy. 80% of these things are too troublesome, so just drop in from her father's drawer and give them to me."

That said, it's still a childhood sweetheart. Qian Mai felt very bored and irritable, and wanted to give him a few words to vent his anger, but he felt completely bored. Simply threw all these gifts back to the locker, out of sight and upset.

Turning around and drew a wet tissue to wipe his hands, Feng Danyun said clearly, "It doesn't matter, since it has been collected, that's all. Another day, I'll pick something good. In the first month, we should give her a big gift. ."

With a trivial matter, Peng Chen responded: "It's fine if you decide." Seeing her expression returned to indifferent, he thought that the matter was over.

The phone in the study rang, and Peng Chen got up to answer it. Through the cracks in the door, Qian Mai looked bitter and enmity, grind his fists, beating "Xiao Peng" vigorously. In this way, I still didn't think it was enough to relieve my qi, and in the end, I made a kick. Poor "Xiao Peng", with disheveled clothes and an upturned buttocks, was taken into the corner just like that.

Sure enough! Sure enough, it's very windy!

Peng Chen couldn't help but sighed and laughed out loud. Hearing that the supervisor on the other end of the phone was reporting on his work was inexplicable.

The alarm clock didn't go off the next day, Qian Mai woke up, Peng Chen had left a note and went to work.

In the winter, her favorite nest is the quilt. Lying in it, the warm ground was so comfortable, I couldn't help but stretch out a lot. Halfway through, I faintly felt some pain in my calf, so he stopped cautiously, lying on the bed in an extremely weird posture.

Last night, she was depressed and couldn't help but vent her anger at the big cloth bear "Xiao Peng". Just kicked it, unexpectedly inexplicably, the calf cramped. The pain was so painful that she screamed, and tears were almost coming down. The culprit, Peng Xiaochen, thought she was doing bitter tricks, and stood in the distance talking to her, saying: "This is the retribution for bullying her husband."

After a night, I am still very angry when I think about it.

"Why is it so fragile?" Bullying a puppet also hurt his leg. Qianmai lamented that he was not able to live up to it. Thinking of the recent symptoms of weakness, I felt that I could no longer escape, and it was necessary to go to the hospital. Now on vacation, just have time.

Make up your mind and act immediately. Taking into account the inspection, even the breakfast is waived. Putting on his coat, carrying a bag, and going out.

A few hours later, before the secretary finished the report, Qian Mai broke into the door of Peng Chen's office by himself. When she came out of the hospital, she ran straight here. Because of excitement, happiness, gratitude, and becoming a parent, she couldn't wait to see him so hard.

Peng Chen obviously liked the surprise too, hung up the phone, got up from behind the desk and came forward. Who knows, Latent Wheat is more enthusiastic. Entering the door without saying a word, he rushed forward and hugged him tightly. The strength is unprecedented.

Baby, do you feel it? This is Dad. Very tall and handsome father. Although I have a dark belly and a young master temperament, I will definitely love you as much as my mother.

Peng Chen was pleased with her embrace and asked happily: "You already know it? I'm about to inform you."

Qianmai had mixed feelings, so I didn't know it, so he arched again and hung on Peng Chen like a koala. Still not being close enough, I couldn't help but hold my lower abdomen tightly.

Peng Chen was dumbfounded happily. He did a very difficult task, and he saved Ye Xi in three or two days, which was worthy of reward. But here and now, it would be too enthusiastic. Feeling her body trembling with excitement, she hugged and patted gently, saying, "Ye Xi is in good spirits and has settled down. When you go to the hotel, you can see her. She I really like your arrangement. After the follow-up work is finished, I will immediately go to Paris to be Teacher Huang's assistant."

It's not that he is ignorant. Wheat turned his back to the door without noticing it, but he could clearly see where he was. Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass with wide shutters, Shen Zhou looked with interest in his arms around his chest. Behind him, there are already a lot of people who probe their heads, and there is a trend of rapid increase.

At this time, Qianmai finally understood what he said. That said, it is really double happiness. Feeling that my hand was gently pushed aside, I became more vigorous, and I did everything I could to hold it tighter and tighter: "Hold it for a while, let me hold it for a while."

Peng Chen's heart was about to crumble when he begged shamelessly, sprayed on his neck with a faint fruity aroma. Just watch the show, what matters. So he changed from passive to active. He walked to the desk and sat down behind the desk in his arms, rotating the office chair, leaving Shen Zhou with a big black back.

At this moment, Qian Mai thanked God for taking care of her so much. In this life, there are plain, smooth, happy parents, healthy and happy parents, siblings who stay in the same boat through the storm, and friends who are like-minded, help and love each other, and have more people who love her deeply. Today, there are still others. Flesh and blood connected by blood. She already has all the bland happiness of the world.

How lucky it is!

The two foreheads touched their foreheads, Qianmai almost murmured, and said in a voice that only two of them could hear: "I'm sorry, I have a bad temper these days, and I didn't take care of you. From now on, I will love you very much every day... "

Peng Chen faintly realized that this was a bit strange, and he really had no time to pursue it. He had been stunned by the vowed "love very love very love". Hold your breath: "Mrs. Peng, are you proposing?"

A red cloud flew on his cheek. Qianmai blinked his eyes twice, and focused his head with certainty: "Today is the last day of work before the Civil Affairs Bureau. I have something to do with the back door. Would you like to go on an adventure with me?"

She doesn't want so much, just a little bit, she never dared to live a perfect life. Even if there are in-laws who are prejudiced against her and the green plum who is staring at her, but what about it, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover the earth, and when the sky falls, Peng Chen will be taller to bear it first. Baby, let's just turn Dad around.

When he was proposed, Peng Chen was overjoyed, pursing the corners of his lips, but did not reply for a long while.

Qian Mai glared, and was about to coerce and lure. He opened the drawer, took out a portfolio, touched, touched, and finally found two books that were so popular. Ai Ai rarely stammered: "Um... I just wanted to try it... I didn't expect it, it really succeeded..."

(End) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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