I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Chen Chuan was stunned, no wonder Wanwan was sometimes stupid. It turned out that her mother was like this. Without confirming the identity of the other party, just say something like "Mr. Tang", isn't this a problem for her daughter. Don't guess what "Mr. Shen" he is...

Wan Wan's mother saw Chen Chuan stop, as if she realized that she had guessed wrong, and corrected her: "Oh, then you are not Mr. Tang, but Mr. Shen?"

"Heh..." Chen Chuan laughed, "Guess again?"

Wan Wan's mother also smiled: "Don't guess, my daughter only mentioned those two people to me, saying that they were the bosses she worked for before, and they took good care of her. Seeing you have a good temperament, I wonder if you are those two. One of the individuals."

With that, Wan Wan's mother raised her eyes to look outside the courtyard.

A white Ferrari parked outside the courtyard. Although she could not name the Ferrari brand, she knew that it was a luxury car and it was not cheap looking at the streamlined low-profile model of the car.

The Mr. Tang that Wanwan's mother said should be Tang Ziyan in Rongcheng.

Mr. Shen, it should be Shen Zhongcheng from Yucheng.

This is the owner of two LOL teams, Wan Wan has worked in two places.

"She didn't tell you about a person whose surname is Chen?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Chen..." Wan Wan's mother shook her head, "I haven't mentioned it. Don't be angry. My daughter doesn't talk to mothers about everything. What she can say must be someone who is not important to her. The most important one must be hidden in the bottom of my heart."

Chen Chuan stood still and muttered, then raised his eyes to look at the boy aside. [Health detection] activated, see the boy's information:

Name: Qing Xuan

Age: 20

Health: excellent and acquired language barriers

Evaluation: The system gives this boy a 98-point appearance, and he is the most beautiful man in Rongcheng. It's a pity that she is shy by nature, introverted, and not good at speech.

Chen Chuan knew that this boy should be Wan Wan's younger brother. His facial features looked really harmonious and delicate, and his temperament was outstanding. 98 points are also quite high. It seems to be higher than that of his college years, and Chen Chuan gave him 95 points for his college years. Of course, this is his own evaluation and has not been certified by the system. Because there was no system at that time. As for his own judgment criteria, there are many aspects, including the "first experience" with He Jinglan in the private room of the Internet cafe, that kind of big beauty can be willing to be treated by him... This shows that he is naturally attractive.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Chen Chuan looked at Wanwan's mother in front of him again.

【Health Detector】Start:

Name: Fan Mengyao

Age: 41

Core points: 95

Health: excellent and no hidden diseases

Evaluation: The system gives the woman a 95-point appearance, and she is the first beautiful woman between 40 and 50 in the county. Her husband died unexpectedly 5 years ago and has been a widow for 5 years.

"Aunt Fan, I suddenly remembered that something was going on, so I left first." Chen Chuan said.

Wanwan's mother was dumbfounded when she heard the words, her hand shook, she was holding the plate in her hand. At this time, because of the shaking, the plate "clicks" into several pieces by her hand, some of which fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Chen Chuan was also taken aback by her reaction, "Are you okay?"

Wan Wan's mother's hand was sharply cut by the **** of the porcelain bowl, and red blood burst out of her white fingers, dripping down the ground.

"Mom, mom...you, your hand..." Qing Xuan also panicked suddenly, stuttering in surprise.

"His, it hurts, it hurts me..." Wan Wan's mother frowned, her face turned pale for a moment, looking at her bleeding hand.

In fact, it wasn't that she had strong hands, but the porcelain plate, which had cracks in it, was broken apart by her excitement just now. As for the reason for the excitement, it was because she heard the three words "Aunt Fan". You must know that the surname "Fan" has been useless for many years. The hukou book says "Lin Mengyao", delete "Fan". Up. To be precise, after the death of her husband, she never used the "Van" surname. Because the word in the religion of "Brahma" contained a quiet and profound mood, she went to fortune-telling, and the fortune teller asked her to change her surname. She also gave her daughter a fortune, and her daughter's fate was even worse. For her daughter, she also changed her surname.

The cut on the finger was more serious than it seemed, and the blood flowed continuously, instantly staining the ground red.

Upon seeing this, Chen Chuan hurried over to help, and stepped closer to Wan Wan's mother, grabbed her wrist, firmly grasped, and said to the boy: "Where is your hemostatic medicine, go get it!"

"Stop, stop, stop...no, no..." The boy stuttered more severely, completely at a loss.

"Go buy it quickly, or borrow a hemostatic medicine from your neighbor's house." Chen Chuan ordered.

"Good!" The boy turned his head and ran out.

Chen Chuan has not learned any knowledge about emergency treatment of bleeding wounds, but instinctively clasps Wanwan's mother's wrist.

Wan Wan's mother's face was even whiter. On the one hand, the wound on her finger hurts. On the other hand, her slender wrist was firmly grasped by Chen Chuan's big hand, as if it was clamped by iron pliers. The pain caused her to feel gentle. He hummed, and gently clamped his legs, and said softly, "Hiss, hiss, pain, pain...you, you lightly, lightly..."

"Aunt Fan, what should I do now, do you know how to deal with bleeding wounds?" Chen Chuan asked.

Wan Wan's mother shook her head: "I only know that I need to clean the wound, then apply hemostatic medicine, and tie it up with a bandage. Help me go to the well to rinse it."

Chen Chuan thought a little, and said, "There may be bacteria in the well water. Your wound is quite deep, so don't get infected."

"Then, what should I do, hiss, tap it... it hurts my wrists if you pinch." Wan Wan's mother groaned.

Looking at her bleeding fingers, Chen Chuan simply lowered his head, opened his mouth, and held her fingers.

"Hi, hello, ah... you, you, don't, don't smoke..." Wan Wan's mother obviously didn't expect that this handsome guy with an extraordinary temperament who seemed to be under 20 years old would give her a bow without saying anything. …Was shocked that her brain went blank for an instant, and she hurriedly stopped her, "Stop, what are you doing... Are you a vampire?"

Chen Chuan didn't have any other thoughts. He just thought that he was quenched by so many elixirs, no matter where he was in the mouth, he should be sterile, and he might even have some special effects to stop bleeding. not always.

Chen Chuan was sucking seriously. He couldn't help laughing when she said "You are a vampire", then stopped, vomiting the blood in his mouth, and said, "What vampire, you are so naive..."

"Don't suck, it was originally a lot of blood loss. If you do this, will it directly cause me to lose too much blood?" Wan Wan's mother said.

"It's okay, I have a count." Chen Chuan said, lowered his head and opened his mouth to hold her fingers.

Wan Wan's mother immediately pushed Chen Chuan's forehead with her other hand, and pushed it away: "Don't don't, don't, don't suck...ah, hiss...you..."

She is obviously not as strong as Chen Chuan. The temperature and humidity from her fingers had already touched the touch of her tongue, making her dizzy. It was not clear whether it was due to excessive blood loss or what. She felt her legs tremble slightly, bit her lip, and stared at the handsome guy in front of her with a slight anger.

The violent dizziness made her stand unstable, shaking her body and almost falling down.

Chen Chuan held her in his arms, wrapped her fragrant and soft in his arms, and simply hugged her directly into the room to put her on the bed.

"Don't do this..." Fan Mengyao pushed Chen Chuan away with the palm of his hand.

Chen Chuan said: "Trust me, give you a lick, maybe it will stop the bleeding."

"I don't believe it, there are many bacteria in my mouth." Fan Mengyao said.

Chen Chuan did not respond. It was an ordinary person, but he was different. To put it in an exaggerated way, he is a treasure all over his body.

Fan Mengyao continued: "Let go... the blood is dirty, don't stain your mouth..."

Chen Chuan let go, vomiting the blood in his mouth into the trash can on the ground, and said, "I won't swallow it down."

"Then you let me down, what are you still holding me for..." Fan Mengyao whispered.

"Oh, I was afraid you would faint." Chen Chuan said, "You have such a strong hand, can you break the plate?"

"The plate originally had a crack. I was nervous for a while, and it broke when I tried hard." Fan Mengyao said.

"Oh, why are you so nervous?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Because..." Fan Mengyao looked at the handsome guy in front of her, and wanted to ask directly, "How do you know my last name is Fan?"

However, when the words came to my lips, I couldn't ask them again. In other words, I dare not ask.

Because this is really weird. Unless there is a possibility, that is, the man in front of him has huge energy, and has already investigated her details, and checked her upright. Know that she is her surname. After thinking about it this way, she felt relieved, so she didn't want to ask, but changed the subject and asked, "It seems that you are not surnamed Tang or Shen, so what is your surname? I don't know your name yet."

"Chen Chuan, Er Dong Chen, the mountains and rivers." Chen Chuan said.

"Oh, Chen Chuan, who is talking about the old dreams of Chen Qiao, and when I heard the old people cry in Sichuan, I saw the cuckoo waking up from his dream, and the handsome man leaned against the willow." Fan Mengyao smiled.

Chen Chuan heard her reciting four lines of poems casually, but he had never heard of them before, and asked curiously: "Which dynasty and which generation of poets did my aunt read the masterpiece?"

Fan Mengyao covered her mouth and chuckled: "Which is a masterpiece, it's made up by a little girl."

"Is it appropriate to call myself a little girl?" Chen Chuan asked with a smile.

"If there is anything inappropriate, you are not big or small, just grabbed my finger and hugged me here. I call myself a little girl, but it makes sense." Fan Mengyao said.

Chen Chuan nodded and repeated the four sentences:

Who mentions Chen Qiao’s old dream,

How can I hear old people cry in Sichuan,

I saw the cuckoo waking up from his dream,

The handsome man leaned against the willow.

Suddenly, it turned out that it was still a hidden poem, and the first word of each sentence combined was "Chen Chuan Caijun".

As for the meaning of the poem, there is nothing profound, even the literal meaning, it all makes sense.

The two stopped talking.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent.

The room is very quiet.

This is the room in the small courtyard. To be precise, it is the bedroom where Fan Mengyao lives. The layout is clean and tidy, but the furniture is not much, and it is rather crude. But the atmosphere of the whole room is comforting.

"It hurts, fingers are still bleeding, why Xuanxuan hasn't brought the medicine back. Later, he will lose his lovely mother." Fan Mengyao said.

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "So I think I should continue to hold it for you. I think my saliva can stop the bleeding."

"No, no... Really, don't stain your delicate lips." Fan Mengyao whispered, "Go and get a pot of warm water for auntie, there is a thermos bottle on the ground, and a little salt."

"Do you make your own physiological saline? I don't, it's proportional." Chen Chuan said, lowering his head and continuing to hold her.

Fan Mengyao pushed, but didn't push away.

"You and Wanwan really got the certificate, are you still a lie?" Fan Mengyao asked suddenly, "If you really got the certificate, you have to call me mother, then you have to listen to me, now I am a mother-in-law. , Let you speak freely. Hello, do you not listen?"

Did not wait for Chen Chuan to answer.

There were rapid footsteps in the courtyard.

"Stop, stop, stop... hemostatic medicine, medicine, here comes!"

Qing Xuan ran in from outside the courtyard, carrying a small medicine box in her hand. He ran to the door of the bedroom and saw her mother's finger being held in her mouth by the "brother-in-law" on the bed of the bedroom, and he stared blankly. But I didn't think too much, and said anxiously, "This, there are raw, saline, flushing, flushing in this medicine box..."

Chen Chuan immediately let go and stood up.

Qingxuan took the medicine box, opened it, took out a bottle of saline and hemostatic medicine, and gave his mother a flushing and applying with a look of concern. This handsome little boy bowed his head and bandaged his mother seriously.

Fan Mengyao looked up and stared at Chen Chuan again. The gaze in his eyes was annoyed and angry. He asked: "Chen Chuan, I asked you, you haven't answered yet? You and Wanwan really got the certificate? If it's true, Then you are miserable. My daughter I know best. She is good, but she doesn’t know anything else. She doesn’t know how to do laundry, cooks, makes no money, has no ability, and even has difficulty in taking care of herself. She is stupid, If you can't take care of yourself, how can you take good care of her husband?"

Chen Chuan didn't answer immediately. He went to the courtyard first, pressed the water from the well, rinsed his mouth, and then returned to the bedroom.

Chen Chuan looked at the layout of the bedroom and looked around again, and she could see that her family's family conditions were indeed not good.

Chen Chuan asked, "If I have a lot of money, I can take care of the babysitter and don't need your daughter to do that. Would you like to betroth your daughter to me?"

Fan Mengyao condensed her eyebrows and looked at Chen Chuan, seeming to be thinking seriously. She slowly said, "A handsome man and a beautiful girl are a good match, but I can say bluntly, I think you...the conditions are so good, why do you only love one? My daughter followed. You, I'm afraid there will be many sad moments. I prefer her to find a simple..."

"Simply... mean, you only love her?" Chen Chuan asked.

Fan Mengyao nodded, and Su Er chuckled again: "Talking to you young people about this love-and-go word, does UU feel nauseous when reading www.uukanshu.com? Does it feel that Auntie talks too much."

"No, Auntie has a real temperament. Well put it." Chen Chuan said, "Then I'm leaving. As you said, I can't give you what you expected. I didn't get a certificate with Wan Wan. It was indeed a joke."

"Hey, don't go!" Fan Mengyao said immediately, "Don't talk too much because of my old lady. Even Wan Wan will leave without seeing her."

"I just came to see what the silly girl's house looks like. I see it now and know that she grows up in a cozy nest, has a handsome brother, and a beautiful and cute mother. After reading it, it should be Gone." Chen Chuan said.

Just talking.

Suddenly there was a roar from outside the courtyard.

A black Maybach car parked outside the courtyard.

In this bedroom, you can just see the outside.

The car door opened, the co-driver opened the door, and a young and beautiful woman came down, wearing a cool light-colored T-shirt and short hot pants.

The driver's door opened, and a handsome young man with a long stature came down.

Chen Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he knew this young man.

Fan Mengyao looked outside the courtyard and said in surprise: "Xuanxuan, didn't your sister go picking vegetables? Why did you bring someone back?"

"I, I, I, I don't, I don't know." Qing Xuan also saw it.

Fan Mengyao immediately looked at Chen Chuan and said softly: "Chen Chuan, no matter who the girl brought back, don't be angry. Let's ask first to understand what's going on, okay?"

Her tone is young and soft, like an emotional female anchor on midnight radio.

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