"The same model as Li Chen?" Fang Yan was stunned for a long time and asked, "What is the same model as Li Chen?"
"Don't I know?" The girl said with a look of contempt, "Uncle, I'm already out", "There is a very handsome teacher in their school named Li Chen. Whenever he pursues a woman, he will give her Wrong square of a heart-shaped stone----"
The girl raised the small stone in her leg and said, "It's exactly the same as that one. Later, he fell in love with Teacher Wang from their school. Teacher Wang posted a photo of the small stone in WeChat Moments, saying that Li Teacher Chen accidentally picked it up while walking by the river, which means that he was wrong for his cruelty. It turned out that Teacher Zhang and Teacher Lin from their school also posted photos of their own small stones on WeChat Moments at the same time, and said that Li Did our family run a souvenir shop in the morning? Do we wholesale a dozen at a time and take them back to give away? Later they found out that Mr. Li Chen’s family did run a souvenir shop. There are as many small heart-shaped stones as you want. -----Nowadays, boys in school will buy a small heart-shaped stone and give it away if they want to pursue the girl they like. It has become a trend. Isn’t it a very popular thing?-----"
"His piece is different from Li Chen's piece." Fang Yan said seriously. He pointed to the dark purple star-shaped stone in the little girl's leg and said, "Do I know what kind of stone that is?"
The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't know. Isn't it just a stone?"
"Is that a meteorite?" Fang Yan said. "The meteors they often see are unburned cosmic meteors outside the earth that deviate from their original orbits or fall into fragments and quickly scatter to the earth's rocks. That means those big rocks are burning and disappear completely at first or fall to the east a small distance." A piece of stone fell on the earth. There is nothing rare about a meteor that has not burned out, but it is extremely rare if it happens to become that heart-shaped after burning. ---- Do I feel that the stone is better than the same stone? How much does a small stone weigh?"
The girl held the heart-shaped stone between her legs and rubbed it. She looked at Fang Yan with admiration and said, "Brother Fang Yan, I'm so awesome----"
"He discovered it accidentally and found it quite interesting, so he collected it." Fang Yan said with a smile.
Fang Yan picked up that stone by the river, or he saw it at the Lanshan Club Antique Shop in Lan Valley and took it back specially to give to Ye Wenrou. He didn't have time to send it away, but he followed his husband to Yanjing City.
Now the husband forced Fang Yan to give the little girl a gift. Fang Yan had nothing else in his legs, so he just gave away the small stone - it wasn't anything too rare anyway. If he wanted to beg, he could just ask Lan Gugu and the others to help him find it. If you can't find it, just polish it. Small problems like that will never trouble a smart person like a good mule in Lanshan.
"If Teacher Li Chen told a story like me, Teacher Zhang and Teacher Lin would definitely not be angry, right? It turns out that stones don't value asking, but asking does. How can I weave a story around that stone?"
"-----" Fang Yan was drinking tea and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.
The teacher was amused by the little girl's words. He looked at Fang Yan with an embarrassed face and said, "I am one of the few sharp-tongued people in Yanziwu. Normally, no one can make me suffer." ----How's it going? Will you see High Legs tomorrow?"
"He was serious about shutting up with her, but it turned out that she misunderstood him so much -" Fang Yan said with a wry smile.
The little girl bowed slightly to Fang Yan. The V-neck of her red sarong drooped low, revealing a girl's small breasts like a squab.
She smiled at Fang Yan and said, "Brother Fang Yan, he is joking with me. Thank you for my gift - he knows whether that stone is different from Teacher Li Chen's stone. Is that a meteor? The heart-shaped stone given to him by God----"
"------"
The husband swung his legs and said: "Okay girl, go in and serve them noodles. Help them put more marinade. My grandpa always puts too little and too little, which is too restrictive----"
The girl made a face at the wrong husband and ran in with a smile on her face.
The gentleman withdrew his gaze, looked at Fang Yan and said, "Her name is Hong Jie, or Hong Xiu's sister----"
"He guessed it." Fang Yan said. "The surname Hong is not very common in the first place, and it is even rarer if I can specially bring someone here to meet you——"
"Fang Yan, he has never underestimated my wisdom. It is precisely because of that that he specially brought me there to have a look - that is Hong Xiu's home. Does their family open a noodle shop? . Is it because he likes to eat their noodles that he discovered that little guy Hong Xiu. Then he took Hong Xiu to Yanziwu and asked him to follow him all the time -----" Mr. looked serious Looking at Fang Yan calmly, he said: "I saw it just now. Hong Xiu's sister is an ordinary person. She has no scheming skills, and she doesn't know much about kung fu. His grandfather is a master of making braised meat, and his father is a master of face-making. Their family has been running a noodle shop for generations - the most delicious noodle they make is fried soybean noodles, and I will know after I try it."
Fang Yan stared at the gentleman with sharp eyes and said, "Are you afraid that he will take revenge on those ordinary people?"
"Fang Yan, he could feel the hostility in my heart. The intensity made him feel frightened - he knew that Hong Xiu couldn't afford to make me wrong. Hong Xiu killed my father and was very intentional. You want to kill me----Hong Xiu is dead now, but the resentment in my heart has not completely dissipated. I am thinking about revenge and killing----"
"He knows that if I have the will, I will find it sooner or later. With my scheming skills, I can destroy that whole family with just a move of my legs and fingers -" Mr.'s voice He said solemnly: "From his standpoint, he couldn't ask me to close my legs, and he didn't want to make me talk nonsense about when will retribution be made ----- He brought me there, didn't want to let me Let me see with my own eyes. Do you want to reassure me that that family can't hurt me. They can never hurt me-----"
Fang Yan's face was so gloomy that he almost begged to squeeze out the water. He looked at his husband and said, "Do you think he is that kind of person?"
"-----" The gentleman remained silent.
"Sir, do you think he is capable of such a thing?"
"------" Mr. remained silent.
"Sir, do you think he would make a mistake with those ordinary people who have no power to tie a chicken?"
"------" The gentleman seemed to have not heard Fang Yan's question.
"Here comes the noodles." The little girl Hong Jie came over with two large bowls of fried noodles on a tray, placed the noodle bowls in front of her husband and Fang Yan, then placed cucumber strips and braised sauce bowls in front of them, and said with a smile. : "Please be careful when mixing. Don't splash it on your clothes."
The little girl likes to laugh very much, and she habitually shows the two small dimples on her cheeks every time she speaks a word.
The slim little girl looks like she carries a little sun when she smiles. Every time I look at it, there is a feeling of radiance.
After she placed the noodle bowls, she looked at Fang Yan and said, "Brother Fang Yan, can he help me mix the noodles?"
Fang Yan then stopped having a misunderstanding, or rather a misunderstanding, with his husband, turned his head and glanced at the little girl, and said, "Thank you Hong Jie, he can do it by himself."
"Ah, how did I know his name?" The little girl's rosy face instantly turned red. She stared at her husband dissatisfied and said, "Grandpa Long, did I tell him?"
The husband lowered his head to eat the noodles and said, "They gave me all the shooting stars, but they don't even know my name. How rude is that?"
"That's the right thing for him to say." The little girl said with a red face.
"Okay. Let me do it, Touji," the gentleman said.
"I've already said it, what did he say? It's true." The little girl was a little angry.
The husband pushed the noodle bowl in front of Hong Jie and said, "Here, mix the noodles for grandpa."
"Humph, I can eat it myself, he doesn't want to mix it for me." The little girl puffed out her small breasts and said proudly.
The husband shook his head, took back his noodle bowl, poured the cucumber strips and marinated sauce into the noodle bowl, and stirred it himself.
Hong Jie saw Fang Yan's unfamiliar noodle mixing movements, snatched the chopsticks from his legs, and said, "Brother Fang Yan, come help me----"
As she spoke, she stirred her chopsticks skillfully.