Chapter 216: We write ourselves

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"Fortunately, my cotton shoes have clogs under my teeth, and I'm not afraid of slippery roads," Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, while looking at the over-precious Mohu big cloak draped on Aghou's body, it was inevitable that I was a little surprised. I ’m afraid that Master Zhifu ’s family ca n’t find such a great cloak. Chen Qingxuan asked hesitantly at the moment, "Is the family okay? Is it snowing and the mountain is closed, and the vegetables, meat and food are all in full? Grandma? Do n’t worry, let me come up and see.

"It's already full, enough to eat the first month!" A Chou was busy, and felt a little embarrassed at the same time, "Mr. Chen, you see I always trouble you and grandma."
"You can talk to me about this, if she speaks in front of her grandmother, she can be angry again," Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, and handed the big burden on the front of A Chou while saying , "Grandma made a sticky bean bag, knowing that you will definitely not make it, so I made a copy for you."
"Sticky bean bag?" A Chou suddenly smiled, "We are still thinking about this smell this morning, Grandma Chen is really my interpretation flower!"
Chen Qingxuan frowned. He wanted to find out what identity of Ah Chou ’s uncle was. He was born in poverty, but this big cloak ...
"Mr. Chen, did you finish eating the dachshund you gave you last time?" A Chou took the burden and hugged him in his arms, and then asked him busyly, "I'll get you back again?"
"No, there's better," Chen Qingxuan waved his hands busy, "My grandma and I will go back to Tunzi for New Year's Eve in a few days, and it's not easy to keep things in the private school, but what do you need here? Yes, before I return to Tunzi, I will arrange it for you. "
"No, I bought them all at the market. Thank you, Mr. Chen." A Chou is very grateful to Chen Qingxuan who always takes care of her so carefully.
"That's it, I'm leaving now," Chen Qingxuan nodded, just about to turn around, and suddenly turned around, asking Ah Chou, "Do I need a Spring Festival couplet? If so, I wrote it to you before I left. . "
"No, we ..." A ugly rarely showed his daughter's shyness in front of Chen Qingxuan, lowering his head and whispering, "We write it ourselves."
"Oh, that's it, I'm gone." Chen Qingxuan stared at Ah Chou's blushing cheeks for a while, then nodded and turned and went down the mountain.
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Chen Qingxuan was sent away, and Ah Chou returned to the bedroom with this big red face.
"Why did you go out for so long?" Zhong Mingwei was a little unhappy, and saw a man outside through the slit of the window. Rao couldn't see the man's face clearly. Zhong Mingwei still guessed who the person was, and stared at Ahou. After talking with him at the door for so long, I knew that Ah Chou was not a stranger, but Zhong Mingwei was still sour in his heart, and it was sour than old vinegar.
"Mr. Chen sent us the sticky bean bag. It ’s a big bag, enough for us to eat for a few days," A Chou withdrew the big clot, and put the big bag of sticky bean bag on the kang, while opening Let's take a look, and happily said to Zhong Mingwei, "Look, you just remember the sticky bean bag, Mr. Chen gave such a big bag, was it particularly pleasantly surprised and moved?"
"Humph!" Zhong Mingwei wasn't surprised at all, but also moved? Pull it down!
"Grandma Chen's craftsmanship is so good, it looks delicious," A Chou looked at the sticky bean bags one by one, and couldn't help but smiled, and said to Zhong Mingwei, "We will eat steamed at noon."
Zhong Mingwei glanced at Huang Cancan's sticky bean bag, his face was much better than before, but he still didn't want to show his face as a ugly man. He still asked his face with a sullen face. What have you said for so long? "
"How long have you been talking about it?" Ah Chou had a little aftertaste. She gave Zhong Mingwei a glance while sending the sticky bean bag to the outer hall, while her mouth was still endless, "Ren Chen Mr. Gentleman is a gentleman and takes care of us all the time. What a nice person, do n’t think about it. "
Huh, does he need to be cranky?
The soaring and arrogant sour show didn't even see the wealth of Zhifu's family. Instead, he was so loyal to their little girl. They sent brown sugar and sticky beanbags. They were diligent.
Zhong Mingwei's heart was sour, and he was born with a girl who was incomprehensible. At this moment, he was still talking to him about the benefits of that sour talent.