Chapter 35 Grounding

Fu Huai'an and Jin Dajun started messing around again in the room.

When Chen An'an finished drawing Dayong's needle and Dayong got dressed, his mother covered him tightly with a hat and scarf.

Jin Dajun took his half-made things and left with his wife and children with a smile.

It's not good to continue to stay in other people's homes. It seems that this thing will have to be done for at least a few hours.

He went back to work hard at night. The captain had explained to him the details of making this machine just now.

The family of three left, Fu Huai'an waved at them.

Before he knew it, more than half an hour had passed, Fu Huai'an glanced at his watch.

It's already past 9 o'clock.

The moment he closed the courtyard door and turned around, he almost bumped into Chen An'an behind him.

The atmosphere between the two became dull and awkward again.

Chen An'an took two steps back, and had to admit that Fu Huai'an was tall.

This man is about 1m8, because even though Chen An'an's body is already 1m 65 tall, he is still more than a head behind him now.

Under this height, there is an instinctive illusion of being suppressed by the opponent.

And full of threat.

Chen Anan walked into the house.

At this moment, a series of grunts sounded in the quiet small courtyard.

Chen Anan froze on the spot as he moved, feeling as if he had died on the spot.

It's okay to do this once, but every time it happens, even she feels a little ashamed.

She didn't know what Fu Huai'an's expression was at the gate of the courtyard, but now she wished she could get into the house immediately.

I knew that I would have stuttered anyway before the needle was inserted.

It won't be as embarrassing as it is now. She vowed that when she got paid, she would go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some peach cakes, trough cakes, glutinous rice sticks and so on to hide in the cabinet.

In any case, such a dilemma should never happen again.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing.

"me……"

Chen An'an was a bit at a loss for words, who made it impossible to explain this situation, he could tell others, because there was nothing ready-made in the kitchen, and he couldn't cook.

Fu Huai'an's voice came over, unexpectedly gentle, and even faintly felt a hint of a smile in his voice.

Chen An'an's face burned even more, even if this man is laughing at himself, can he bear it?
Do you know that would make a girl even more ashamed?

This Captain Fu is too bad at being a human being.

He deserved it for not being able to marry a wife!
No wonder the original owner was crying and clamoring for a divorce.

"Wait a minute, this is your registered letter. I'm going to the kitchen to cook. You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Taking out a letter from his pocket and handing it over, Chen Anan turned around.

He quickly snatched the letter from his hand, turned around and entered the house.

The door was closed loudly.

The one with the loud voice was definitely warning Fu Huai'an not to laugh at her.

The corners of Fu Huai'an's mouth curled up, and a low laugh came out of his throat. Of course, the laughter was almost suppressed to the point where he couldn't hear it.

It was really the first time that he discovered that Chen An'an was so interesting.

The Chen An'an I met before always looked like a young lady, high above her, and she didn't even pay attention to herself.

Either asking myself to do this, or asking myself to do that, every time I see him he always asks.

At this moment, Chen An'an seems to be more grounded, more like a real person.

More like an ordinary person like himself.

Fu Huai'an sighed, and walked into the kitchen resignedly.

The fact that Chen An'an can't cook is obvious to all at home.

My old mother asked my younger brother to write several times, and the letter said that Chen An'an didn't know anything.

And when he brought Chen An'an here, Chen An'an almost burned the kitchen down on the first day.

He put out the fire in their kitchen, but he did it himself.

In addition, from yesterday to today, he can tell by observing the things in the kitchen.

Chen An'an should basically eat ready-made ones, living off dried noodles and eggs, and would not touch anything else at all.

He's not stupid. Yesterday Chen An ate the stewed noodles he made, and it was delicious.

It can be seen that it has been a long time since I had a serious meal.

Although he had already eaten in the cafeteria, thinking that Chen An'an hadn't eaten yet, he rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

The daughter-in-law who asked him to marry back is a decent young lady.

Chen An'an took the letter and hid in the house, touching her hot face.

But when he heard Fu Huai'an's voice entering the kitchen, he couldn't help but smile on his face. He had to admit that although Fu Huai'an looked cold, he spoke as hard as a blacksmith.

But he still took good care of women, at least he didn't deliberately make things difficult for him because he couldn't cook.

Fu Huai'an was the one who made her feel most satisfied. His cooking skills were simply too good.

But thinking about the gap of two eras between her and Fu Huai'an, Chen An'an suddenly stopped thinking.

Don't find things to do for yourself.

Her current goal is to divorce and start a career, to be self-reliant and to gain a firm foothold in this era.

When you can find a way to get yourself back to your professional field, that is your skill.

Even if you think about becoming a doctor, you know it's impossible.

This requires a professional license, although the requirements for doctors in this era are indeed not that high.

Even a medical school graduate can become a doctor.

But now she doesn't even have a diploma from a medical school.

Chen Anan looked at the registered letter, tore open the envelope, and took out the letter paper for a look.

After reading the letter, Chen An'an directly tore it up.

How blind must Chen An'an be? What kind of childhood sweetheart is this?
He is obviously a soft rice man.

This letter was written by Xu Wenming to the original owner, Chen An'an, and it started with all kinds of sweet words.

But in the middle of the letter, clues began to emerge, saying that he was having a difficult time in the city.

I heard that Chen An'an has now come to the Northwest with her husband.

It hinted that if Chen An'an was rich, could he lend him some money, or send him some food.

Obviously this is a trap, and the front is just to pave the way.

It's good to catch Chen An'an, a big fish.

Moreover, it can be heard from the natural tone of Xu Wenming's speech. It should not be the first time Xu Wenming has spoken to Chen An'an.

I should have asked Chen Anan to borrow money many times before.

That is to say, the original owner was a fool, so Xu Wenming hung him up, and Chen An'an, a bystander, could tell at a glance.

What people are looking for is Chen An'an, a husband who can get a high allowance.

Abducting other people's wives, wanting them to take money and subsidize him with food.

This man is really cheap.

In the name of affection, but rely on women for food.

Chen An'an tore up the letter and threw it directly into the drawer.

At this time, someone knocked on the window outside.

"Come out and eat."

(End of this chapter)

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