Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

At the vegetable market, Wen Hui was in the front asking for prices, selecting vegetables, and buying vegetables, while Zhang Xuan followed behind to pick up things without saying a word.

Seeing this woman who looked like a fairy on earth walking through the vegetable market, the old man felt a little out of sorts.

He was thinking about Wen Hui's previous words, Don't keep it for Tao Ge? It was obvious that this girl was testing and had already guessed that she and Tao Ge had a less than clear relationship.

Thinking of Tao Ge, Zhang Xuan sighed for no reason. If it weren't for these sisters, he wouldn't be unable to walk when he saw Wen Hui this time.

Thinking of what happened last night, Zhang Xuan's eyes focused on the side of Wen Hui's face. He had kissed both sides of her face. At that time, he was really evil and timid!

After buying seven or eight kinds in large and small bags, Wen Hui suddenly asked without looking back: What do you want to eat?

Zhang Xuan lowered his head and glanced at the eel in his hand: You don't have to buy it specially for me. I like to eat all the dishes you cook.

As soon as these words came out, the two fell into silence.

Although he was telling the truth, Wen Hui also knew that he was telling the truth, but thinking about how unyielding he was to her last night, it was hard to think too much.

They didn't speak when they came, and they didn't speak when they came back. The two of them walked one behind the other until they reached the teacher's apartment.

In the kitchen, seeing Zhang Xuan helping her wash and choose vegetables, Wen Hui finally couldn't help but said: Aren't you going to write?

Zhang Xuan said: It's okay, let me help you first.

Then he asked: When will your aunt and others come over?

Wen Hui thought for a while: It should be soon.

It's almost, it's almost, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Wen Hui put down the dishes and ran to open the door. Zhang Xuan followed out out of politeness.

Aunt, uncle. Wen Hui happily invited the two of them in.

After Zhang Xuan said hello, he also poured a cup of tea for the two of them.

Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu had done this for him before, and he did it very naturally and with ease.

Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui thought it was normal, but in the eyes of Aunt Wen Hui and his wife, it was different.

A little surprised and a little flattered.

But what the couple expressed most was emotion.

Zhang Xuan and the others had met two years ago. At that time, he was just a young boy and didn't attract much attention from the two of them.

But in the blink of an eye, the couple felt a bit honored to have a cup of tea.

Then the kitchen became lively, and the four of them were talking and laughing. Wen Hui no longer looked coldly on him, and acted as usual, interacting with him frequently.

Zhang Xuan is also shameless and discerning, and he does his best to warm up the scene.

For a time, the atmosphere was great.

Eight dishes were cooked, and Wenhui handled six.

In the other two, her aunt showed off her hands.

The aunt asked Zhang Xuan: Would you like some wine?

Zhang Xuan glanced at Wen Hui and said, Okay, I have nothing to do today. Let's drink some.

The four of them drank and ate, and it passed by noon.

Uncle Wen Hui was a mixed drinker, his drinking capacity was a bit scary, and he spoke in a smooth and enthusiastic manner. However, after drinking too much, Zhang Xuan felt a little dizzy.

After dinner, my aunt spread out the newly bought birthday cake.

Well, Wen Hui, who came last night, came again.

But it was different from last night. After singing the birthday song, I made a wish.

She didn't know what she was wishing for. Wen Hui closed her eyes for about 20 seconds. When she opened her eyes, she had a smile on her face.

Next was the cake. Wen Hui first cut two pieces for the couple, then handed one to Zhang Xuan: Here.

Thank you. Zhang Xuan took it.

After eating the cake, my aunt asked Zhang Xuan: When will you go back?

Zhang Xuan replied: About 8 or 9 days.

After hearing this, the aunt and her husband no longer asked, but left, saying that there were still meetings to be held in the afternoon.

You drank too much. You can rest at home and I'll see him off. Seeing Zhang Xuan get up to see him off, Wen Hui said to him.

Yes, you should rest first and don't worry about us. Aunt Wenhui saw that his steps were frivolous and she quickly held Zhang Xuan down.

Uh, okay, then you go slowly. Zhang Xuan burped from the wine, he was really a little afraid of these two people, they are so good at drinking.

As expected, the mixed system is different, and he ranks first wherever he goes for drinking.

Wen Hui sent the two of them to the south gate. When she returned to the teacher's apartment again, she met Xiao Shiyi in the stairwell.

Going up and down the stairs, the two women suddenly bumped into each other and looked at each other.

Xiao Eleven who came downstairs asked her: Do you know where Zhang Xuan went?

Wen Hui said: He's not at home?

Hearing this, Xiao Eleven looked at her slowly, took out a few letters from his bag and said, Here are some of his letters. Give them to him for me.

Wen Hui took the letter and put it aside.

Xiao Eleven went downstairs and left.

Returning to the third floor, Wen Hui found that Zhang Xuan had fallen asleep on the sofa.

She stood in front of him and looked at him quietly for a while. After thinking about it, she went to the bedroom cabinet and took out a spare quilt and covered him with it.

Then he put the letter on the coffee table, entered the bedroom, closed the door, and went to sleep.

I originally wanted to practice the piano, but I was afraid of waking him up, so I just caught up on some sleep.

After staying up all night and drinking some wine, when Zhang Xuan woke up again, it was already dark.

He was stunned to find that he was sleeping on the third floor. He grabbed the quilt and took a look. Zhang Xuan looked around and found Wenhui practicing yoga in the piano room.

Zhang Xuan knocked on the door.

you're awake?

Yeah. Zhang Xuuan responded, walked over and sat down and asked, I'm hungry, have you had dinner?

Wen Hui didn't even raise her head: There are a lot of leftovers for lunch. Go ahead and make some noodles, and help me get a bowl too.

Hearing this, Cengfan Zhang suddenly felt bad. I was just here to Cengfan, and you actually asked me to take action.

Seeing that he didn't move, Wen Hui didn't say anything more and continued practicing.

Zhang Xuan glanced around and found two yoga mats stacked next to the door. These should belong to Shuang Ling and Zou Qingzhu.

Did I interrupt your piano practice today?

Um.

Zhang Xuan: .

Seeing that he was choking on his words, Wen Hui curled the corners of her mouth and continued with the next move.

Girls look good when they practice yoga, and it is even more of a visual enjoyment for girls with good figures and round temperament to practice yoga.

After watching in silence for a while, Zhang Xuan found that he couldn't control himself, so he quickly got up and went to the kitchen.

When the footsteps went away, Wen Hui, who had been calm just now, breathed a sigh of relief.

After eating the noodles, Zhang Xuan asked: You can't practice piano at night, why don't you go down and forget it?

Wen Hui thought that all the residents on the third floor were going home to celebrate the New Year one after another. She was a little unsure, so she hesitated and agreed.

Back on the second floor, Wenhui was watching TV in the living room.

Zhang Xuan went into the study to write.

But before writing, he opened the letter and read it.

The letter came from England, from Rowling.

The young woman was serious this time and asked about the difficulties encountered in writing Harry Potter throughout the process.

The letter was four pages long. After Zhang Xuan read it twice, he began to reply patiently.

At about 9 o'clock in the middle, he went out to get a cup of hot tea.

Wen Hui's eyes moved as he moved.

Zhang Xuan sensed it, and after thinking for a moment, he asked tacitly: Want to watch the third part of Ice and Fire?

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