Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 3
Li Guihua next to Qiao Fang took over the conversation, "A good man does not have a good wife, and a lazy man marries a flowery branch. That's the reason." Seeing Ying Wanwan approaching, she greeted Ying Wanwan with a smile, "Academician Xiao's family came out to collect clothes. ah."

Ying Wanwan nodded, and responded with frowned eyebrows, "Yes, Mrs. Li has had dinner?"

After the sound fell, several people looked strange.

Is the sun coming out west?

In their impression, Ying Wanwan was so proud that she never looked them in the eye, and when she passed by them, her eyes would go up to the sky.

Sometimes her speech is also yin and yang, which is not attractive to people, so many people say that she has a problem with her head.

Originally, Li Guihua didn't want to pay attention to Ying Wanwan, but her man was working under Xiao Nanfeng, so she had to take care of her face.

Her smile remained unchanged, "Have you eaten, have you eaten at Academician Xiao's family? If not, my family made potstickers for dinner, and there are still a lot left. I'll bring them to you."

Leftovers for her to eat?
Ying Wanwan smiled stiffly, "Thank you, I. My husband brought me food from the cafeteria. I just ate." She called Xiao Nanfeng awkwardly.

These days, it should be right to call husband and wife to show the intimacy of husband and wife, right?

She had watched a lot of TV about this era before, and most of the lines that the actress read to her husband were like this.

Qiao Fang and Li Guihua looked at each other in blank dismay.

husband?Why doesn't she know how to be ashamed?

Blushing, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

They have seen Ying Wanwan's formidableness before. When she disagrees with each other, no old woman with small feet in the countryside can compare to her in cursing from her cherry red mouth.

After chatting for a while, Ying Wanwan bid farewell to them and went home carrying their clothes.

Watching her go up the stairs, several people laughed and talked about what she said just now.

Ying Wanwan pushed open the door, and when she looked up, she saw Xiao Nanfeng sitting on the bedside reading a book, with a serious expression and a delicate profile. She was dressed in white clothes that were as clean as snow, spotless, and out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Hearing the movement at the door, Xiao Nanfeng raised his head and met Ying Wanwan's eyes, "I'm back."

Ying Wanwan, "Yeah." The clothes were placed on the bed, sorted and folded.

Walking to the clothes rack in the corner, I reached out and picked out all the ugly clothes inside, and tidied up the rest after making room.

She turned her head to ask Xiao Nanfeng to find something like a cardboard box to store the clothes she picked out.

Seeing him staring straight at her, he frowned, what was she doing?
Cleared his throat, "Can you help me find a box to put these clothes in?"

Xiao Nanfeng's expression remained calm, and his clear voice was without any ups and downs, "There are many cardboard boxes in the base office, I'll get them for you." He retracted his gaze from her, put down the book still in his hand, got up and went out.

Ying Wanwan's gaze chased after his back, and she didn't look away until the door was closed.

The original owner came here for two months, and he was punished to write two self-criticisms. The original owner was extremely unwilling to submit to him, but the man threatened him with the excuse of not admitting his mistakes and not paying living expenses, so the original owner had no choice but to obey.

But as soon as he got the money, he began to deny his relatives.

It was hard to understand how such a man could tolerate the virtue of the original owner.

There was a sizzling sound in my ear, and I turned my head to see that the water boiling on the stove in the corner was boiling.

Walking to the water tank, he picked up a scoop made of a gourd split in two, lifted the lid of the pressure cooker and poured water into the thermos bottle.

Two bottles were filled, and then another pot of water was added for bathing.

The sky had already darkened, and the room gradually fell into darkness.

Ying Wanwan walked to the balcony, looked at the lights from the windows of the residents in the opposite building, and looked up at the old-fashioned light bulbs on the roof.

After searching around, I found a rope dragging between the head of the bed and the entrance.

This should be the light switch.

With a gentle pull, the surrounding area suddenly becomes brighter.

I locked the door of the room, closed the curtains and mixed some cold water, picked up the soap and shampoo in the washbasin stand.

There is no separate bathroom here, Ying Wanwan plans to put down the cloth curtain that separates the living room from the bedroom and stand behind to wash.

It was late autumn, and the temperature difference between morning and evening was large. Her body was covered with water and exposed to the air. She had goose bumps all over her body, and then shivered.

so cold.

I don't know if I will catch a cold tomorrow after taking a bath.

With such conditions at home, she had to be careful of catching a cold, otherwise she would have to pay a lot of money if she got sick.

Just as I was soaping my whole body, there was a knock on the door.

"Wanwan, open the door."

"You, wait a minute." Ying Wanwan was a little embarrassed.

There was no movement outside for a moment, and she sighed again, how obedient he is!
Was the original owner blind?
Such a good man actually wants a divorce!

There is a hole in the brain!
After taking a shower, she put on a green sheet, wrapped a towel around her head, and went to the end of the bed for a long time to find her pajamas.

Damn!

She didn't even have a pair of clothes for sleeping, she would ask him for money later, and go to the mall early tomorrow morning to make a cotton nightgown and come back.

Put on the thin sweater that he hangs on the hanger, which is relatively soft, and it is much warmer.

Stepping on slippers, I went to open the door for him, saw the cardboard box in his hand, took it with a smile, and said ironically, "You're pretty fast." He turned around and walked back with the box in his arms.

Ying Wanwan walked to the bed, picked up the clothes she wasn't going to wear, stuffed them into a cardboard box, and kicked them under the bed after closing them.

Turning around, opening the curtain, looking at Xiao Nanfeng who was sitting in the living room taking off his shoes and preparing to wash his feet, hesitated for a moment, and asked him for money in a disguised form, "Um...have you paid your salary?"

Xiao Nanfeng understood, glanced at the cardboard box she had kicked under the bed, raised his eyelashes and looked at her, "I already gave it to you a few days ago."

"Give it to me?" Ying Wanwan lowered her eyes and thought carefully, she didn't remember that he had given her money, but he wouldn't lie to her, she said cheekily, "Can you give me some more, I want to go to the mall to buy Make a dress to wear."

She added the reason for asking for money, and secretly praised her wit.

Although she is a post-zero, she still knows a thing or two about the background of this era, and knows that clothes have to be made to order.

Xiao Nanfeng looked at her calmly, "Here's the money, do you have a cloth ticket? You have ruined the cloth ticket at home, so how do you make clothes if you can't get rid of the cloth?"

Ying Wanwan looked embarrassed, isn't money everything?
Why do you need tickets?
He raised his arms to his chest, twirled his fingers, and smiled awkwardly, "I was too prodigal before, and I didn't know how to save money, but don't worry, I will change it in the future."

Xiao Nanfeng gave a rare smile, very shallow and very faint, not obvious, and his voice was cool, "You will say this every time you ask for money, I have heard it countless times, everything is only three, I will not be fooled by you .”

Ying Wanwan: "."

She bulged her cheeks, and gave him a secret look, hating the original owner for letting her take the blame!

Putting down the curtains, kicking off the slippers, sitting on the bed, pulling the towel off his head and bending over to wipe his hair.

After a moment.

A shadow enveloped her, and in just a split second, the light around her returned.

She subconsciously sat sideways on the bed, lowered her eyes, and glanced at the fully dressed man who was already lying next to her with his eyelids closed.

(End of this chapter)