Wen Xia was caught off guard and was choked, "Cough cough..."

Whenever one of her "love history" is true, the teacher would have invited her home to study.

The idea of ​​junior high school is even premature than that of high school. As long as she talks to a boy, she will fall in love with.

When she met her husband's scrutiny gaze, she said, "No, Qin Mo and I are the first love."

"ah?"

Song Chen said unbelievably: "I thought you were with Jiang Liang from the experimental class, so I would have known it if I had known..."

If I had known that he would have chased him, I wouldn't have no girlfriend now.

Qin Mo's face turned green. He thought there were enough wild ducks that emerged in high school, but he didn't expect that there were more in junior high school.

If he was reborn in junior high school, he would have to strangle these wild ugly ducks to death.

He took a deep breath and said to everyone lightly: "My wife is so famous and has many delusions."

Toad.

Wen Xia: “…”

Song Chen: “…”

Others: "…"

Zhao Zichuan: “…”

Because he knew Qin Mo, he was just polite without saying a toad.

The memories of youth ended under the cruelty of Qin Machete.

After that, I talked about some other things, and the atmosphere was still very lively.

After eating, they went out in groups of three or five. Liu Anan agreed to go to see Zhao Zichuan's parents, "Xia Xia, I will leave first, we will go out together tomorrow."

"Okay." Wen Xia waved.

After they walked a little further, Qin Mo Youyou was jealous, "There are still wild ugly ducks?"

Wen Xia: “…”

She glared at him and pouted, "Do you want to settle the score with me? You are too few, I can't count even twenty fingers. I didn't even care about your distant cousin. You are still childhood sweethearts."

Qin Mo: "..."

Then Wen Xia said again: "I also said I am colorful, but I think you are colorful..."

She said a lot.

Qin Mo: "..."

He made a mistake and tried to reason with his wife.

...

Ning Yan took the post for two days and his ability was really good, but he just had the childishness of a young man.

Wende told the personnel affairs and asked her to tell Ning Yan that the trial was over and that she would go to work tomorrow.

After Ning Yan found out, he took advantage of the lunch time to call Luo Yan at the company. Listening to the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, he smiled sincerely, "Mom, have you eaten?"

Luo Yan was selling newspapers under the sun. He wiped his sweat, "Where are you?"

"have eaten."

Ning Yan said again: "Mom, I've passed the trial, and there are 3,500 a month."

"Mom, don't go out to sell newspapers during this period. I will give you the salary after you get it."

Wen De, who had just entered the door, heard this sentence, probably because the phone was loud. He vaguely heard the woman's voice with joy, "Mom, I know that my Xiao Yan can do it."

"I'm fine at home. I'll say a few words to others by selling newspapers. I still have money, so you don't have to make money."

"Mom comes here to help you find a house tomorrow. It's better to find a better one and be safer."

"Mom, no need, I'll find it myself. You don't know the way here." Ning Yan didn't expect her to come over and find a house for him.

My son was worried about his mother, and Luo Yan was naturally worried about him, "Mom knows the road, do you want pickles? Mom brings you some clothes, do you want? And the wraps of eggs..."

Hearing these words, Wende pushed his glasses, looked at Ning Yan, then walked out softly and returned to his office.

He took out his phone and flipped into the contact daughter column.

Xia Xia, have you ever blamed your father?

Let you "no" your mother anymore.

After a few seconds, he pressed the dial key.

A girl's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone, "Dad, I was just about to call you, Dad, I showed you a short-sleeved shirt. Do you want it to be blue or gray?"

"Blue." Wender was silent for a moment.

After Wen Xia compared the two pieces, "Dad, I'll buy both pieces. They look pretty. Dad will definitely be handsome when wearing them."

"Dad, have you eaten? I'll bring you some if you haven't eaten."

"Not eating." Wende wanted to say "Not eating" for some reason.

"Then I'll bring it to you." Wen Xia didn't think much about it. After paying the money, she greeted Liu An'an and Jiang Yan, "I'll bring my dad food first, and you can go there."

She carried her clothes and went to the nearby place to pack a sour bamboo shoots and fish, which contained a lot of side dishes, so she didn't need to order anything else.

She planned to Ning Yan's portion and called two meals.

This place is not far from Wende's factory, and it takes seven or eight minutes to take a taxi.

The security guard at the door let her in when he saw her.

When Wen Xia brought the meal into Wende's office, Wende was looking at some documents. His lips were habitually pursed, and his whole body looked very serious.

Wen Xia knocked on the door with a smile, "Dad, can I come in?"

When Wender saw her, he pursed his lips and let go, "Come in."

He got up and took the food from her hand. He said, "You can go in."

Wen Xia pursed her lips and smiled, "Dad, have Xiao Yan eaten? I'll call him to come and eat."

After calling, Ning Yan said he had eaten.

Wen Xia hung up the phone and saw Wen De putting out two bowls and chopsticks.

She opened her mouth and said, "Dad, I'll be with you..."

Meanwhile, Wind looked at her, "Together..."

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and Wen Xia suddenly burst into laughter, "Dad, let's have dinner together."

...

After Wen Xia left, Wende asked the office to enter the office, "Tell Ning Yan that she would take care of the factory and arrange accommodation for him tomorrow."

"You go and check out the empty houses nearby in the afternoon. Well, find a two-bedroom and one-living room, and try to find them today."

There was no surprise at the personnel and things. The factory was indeed covered, but everyone was a local, and few people lived in the places arranged by the factory.

I think there should be one person living in two bedrooms and one living room, so she asked, "Okay, who else can live besides Ning Yan?"

Wende said in a deep voice: "Let's live in Ningyan, don't arrange for others to live in the past two months."

Human Resources nodded, "Okay, Mr. Wen."

Ning Yan knew that it was a bit unexpected to cover the house. After all, he could save hundreds of dollars, so he quickly called his mother and said she didn't use it anymore.

Luo Yan had already arrived at the train station and bought the station ticket. "It's great to have a ticket. Mom has bought the ticket. The train at 9 o'clock will arrive tomorrow morning."

"I won't retreat, mom will come to see you and bring something to Xia Xia by the way."

...

At six o'clock, Wen Xia had prepared the meal at home, and it was almost time to fry it. "Husband, call your dad and the others and ask when I will come back and I'm ready to fry it."

"Okay." Qin Mo wiped his hands and called Ning Yan. The two were already halfway.

"Wife, you can cook."

"Okay." Wen Xia handed him the spatula and said with confidence: "Fry it."

Qin Mo laughed, took the spatula and said, "Have you taken my husband?"

"Hehe, my husband is good at cooking, I'll squeeze some orange juice."

Wen Xia finished speaking and took the juicer. When it was finished, she took a sip and her little face wrinkled. She whispered twice, "a little sour."

Qin Mo Yuguang saw her licking her lips and raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll try it."

Wen Xia poured a small cup and handed it to him, but saw Qin Mo, the guy, crossing the cup and licking her lips, "..."
Chapter completed!