Chapter 41

It's more than three o'clock in the afternoon to send off the winter night. My doubts are like a spark in my heart. It's irresistible to start a prairie fire eventually. I went straight back to my parents' residence and heard the old man's hearty laughter in the living room as soon as I entered the door.!!! Super! Hurry up! Head! Hair

"come, Xiao Nan, I'd like to introduce you to you." the old man must have had a drink at noon. Usually, the serious Chinese character's face is red, and the range of action is less correct. He reaches out to the young gentleman sitting opposite him and says roughly: "my former student, Guo Xiang, Xiao Guo, this is my son, Chu Nan, who doesn't fight."

I blushed a lot. When do we lose people to you?

Guo Xiang, a young man, was so restrained in front of the old man that he was no different from my son. He quickly got up to look over his hand and said with a smile, "Hello, I often hear the teacher talk about it. I see you today, and you are really a talent."

I don't know if he was shy or said something against his will to flatter the old man. His face flashed a little shy, which made me fight a cold war. How could I still wriggle like a big girl?

"Where"

I'm thinking that Guo Xiang's name is familiar to me. The old man there frowned and sighed: "he's a talent, too? There's no comparison with you, Xiao Guo. You didn't see my daughter. If you didn't already have a girlfriend, I would really like to introduce fate to you as a wife. "

The old man did drink too much. Otherwise, he would not say that. Seeing Guo Xiang's face is red and his ears are red, I feel nervous for no reason. I look at him unconsciously. Frankly, even from the perspective of men, I can't pick out his flaws.

We dare not say whether Pan'an looks better than Pan'an, because we don't know what Pan'an looks like, but we definitely call it eight characters of "good-looking jade tree facing the wind". We should look at the age of about 267. A position of long short hair, simple and simple, gentle temperament and humble and sincere attitude make people feel good about it. I should not I can't explain why I dislike him for some reason. Is it because he is more handsome than me? If I would be jealous of such things, I would have killed myself long ago, but it's strange that I just can't restrain my desire to compete with him? Yuan Yuan is only 16 this year. "My stepmother suddenly hugs my arm, turns the old man's eyes and says," what's more, is my son a talent? I tell you, fate will marry in the future, but also to marry such a man as her brother, or I would not agree! "

If my stepmother is not only thirteen or four years older than me, I really doubt who I am. If my stepmother protects the baby, it will embarrass Guo indirectly, but he doesn't care. Instead, he smiles with relief. My hostility to him has been reduced by three points.

The old man did not dare to challenge his stepmother. He pretended to ask Guo Xiang to sit down and said solemnly to me, "I will learn more from your brother Guo in the future. I have a company since I graduated from university only three years ago."

Before I could speak, my stepmother insisted, "how do you know that my son won't be successful in the future? Maybe in two years, he will be able to buy all the big groups like Fengchang! "

I really can't stand it. If I let my stepmother go on, I'm ashamed to death. "Hey, mom, I'll put back the fate account page. Where is the account book?"

The old man could not wait for his stepmother to shut up quickly. "Yuxuan, you don't need to say a word. Nobody is dumb. Go and give us a pot of tea again."

"Well, if you don't bury my son, I don't care about you. Xiao Guo, I'll make you laugh." my stepmother, after all, is a woman who knows a lot. She looks up at me with a beautiful face and a smile. Her raised chin is full of pride and pride. "My son is filial and knows something. He's more dear to my stepmother than to his mother, so I just can't hear others scold him No, it doesn't mean anything to you. "

My stepmother's words are like a warm river flowing through my heart. I can't express my pleasant touch with words. Even without my mother, I still have the luxury of maternal love

my stepmother is busy and making tea, so I send the Hukou page back to her room. So, as I wish, the words of winter night still linger in my ears. I came from my stepmother's dressing table In the second drawer, I found the account book, and my nervous hands were shaking.

"Chu Wenbo, marriage, remarriage, Murong Yuxuan, marriage" I was shocked, "married?!"

What's going on? Didn't stepmother get divorced before she married the old man? Why is a marriage 'married' rather than 'remarried'? Is stepmother unmarried? Looking at the words "adopted daughter" on the Hukou page of Chu Yuan, I am totally confused. How to explain this? Is it possible that the stepmother is afraid that the unmarried family planning will have a bad impact on her, so she moved her hand and foot in the fate of the Hukou?

My stepmother's childish smile flashed into my mind. I secretly scolded my bastard. Is she such a selfish person? impossible! I scratched my head and slapped myself in the face

"Brother, have you touched the basket in my room?!" Chu Yuan rushes into my room, blushing and holding up the cactus like GE's head, which has a tendency that she will smash down as soon as I nod."Now the brand computers are very cheap..." I calmly shut down the webpage I was browsing, turned around and looked at Chu Yuan as if nothing had happened, and answered mysteriously: "Yuan Yuan, do you know? The man we live with is the burglar said by Xiaoye police officer! "

"Ah?! It's him?! " Chu Yuan was shocked, but the girl didn't care about other people at all. I think she forgot what Zhou Tianchang looked like in nine out of ten. "You answer my question first!"

I pretended not to hear him, and said to myself, "I found him furtive. The things he stole were hidden under the bed. I saw through him, and refused to arrest him, and hurt the police officer at night..."

"Resisting arrest?" Chu Yuan hears the words, the dissatisfaction of the face turns into nervousness and worry, put down the cactus in a hurry, hold my head in both hands, look left and right, "you are hurt by him? Where's the injury? "

It's my sister. Although she's always cold, I'm really in my heart. I'm moved and ashamed. I grabbed her small hand and said with a smile: "it's not me. It's officer Xiaoye. She was hurt by that bastard's shoulder with something. Fortunately, it's nothing serious. It's just dirty things. So I lent her our bathroom and asked her to do it Took a shower... "

Chu Yuan didn't break away from me. I was allowed to hold her hand. Her expression returned to cold again. She stared into my eyes, as if peeping into my brain. "So, she went to the bathroom for the basket in my room?"

"Well," I nodded stiffly, ashamed to death, "by the way, I took a T-shirt from your locker and lent it to her. I'll buy another one for you another day."

Chu Yuan frowned and said, "why do you want to buy me a new one? What is your relationship with her? Girlfriend? Aren't you getting along with Cheng Liusu? "

"Who said that?!" I stretched out my hand and shaved on Chu Yuan's delicate nose, and the frightened girl suddenly stepped back a little step, "tassel is my good friend, how can we talk about love?" I have explained this to countless people for many times, but I don't know why I feel guilty when I repeat this sentence again these days.

"Really?" Chu Yuan covers his nose and looks distrustful, "so you and xiaoyejie You and Miss Dong are

"Go! What are you thinking about? Dongxiaoye and I met twice today, and we didn't even know the name until noon. "I got up and stretched my back, stroked Chuyuan's head, and smiled," don't worry, I won't fall in love too early, even if I do make friends with my girlfriend, I won't blow you out of the house, so you can hide here and write a novel. Ha ha, I'll cook for you. "

"Pull hook!"

"Well?" I just raised my feet, but was pulled by Chu Yuan. "What?"

Chu Yuan's face was cold, his eyes were twinkling abnormally, his curled right hand was curled up and his tiny fingers were stretched out in front of me. He hesitated and repeated, "pull, pull hook"