Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 483 Gossip
In the private room, Huacheng looked at An Ning sincerely, waiting for her answer.

An Ning asked back, "Why are you afraid of me?"

"I don't have—I have respect, respect from the bottom of my heart."

Huacheng, who was talking nonsense, smiled awkwardly.

"Hehehe, it's true that I can't beat you, but I really admire you from the bottom of my heart."

An Ning glanced at Huacheng, then turned his eyes and said, "I have a good vision."

"Ah - thank you, thank you!"

The two chatted half-jokingly, but there were not many topics for each other.

After chatting for a few words, Huacheng started to order and eat first, but after eating An Ning with three cages of siu mai, he was not hungry at all.

She looked at Huacheng and asked, "Are you hungry? Why don't you wait for Jiang Xia to come over?"

"oh-----"

An oh-so-whispering sound made An Ning narrow his eyes slightly, waiting for Hua Cheng's explanation.

At this moment, Huacheng realized that his cowardly friend Jiang Xia hadn't confessed to An Ning yet, so he couldn't show his feet.

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-"

Four cadenced oh oh oh appeared, Huacheng oh oh oh, while shaking his shoulders, danced awkwardly in the open space.

"Let me dance a section for you first, to open up the atmosphere."

Huacheng felt like a mental patient, he saw pity in An Ning's eyes.

Hey—who is he doing this for!
Jiang Xia must pay for a car!

Huacheng, who secretly decided for Jiang Xia, was still immersed in the jump at the end, as if he was really working hard for a car.

"That——let's order."

An Ning stood up calmly, walked to the door, and called the waiter who brought her here just now.

When the waiter came in, An Ning asked to stay, "Well...you should stay in the room."

The waiter first agreed to come down, and then took the menu to order for An Ning and Hua Cheng.

Huacheng, who danced awkwardly on the other side, finally ended the dance that made him a little intoxicated, and sat on a chair.

An Ning on the other side pointed to Huacheng and said, "Give him a pot of ice water, calm down."

"I want... this fruit wine, and this dessert."

An Ning first ordered so many, looked at Huacheng and asked, "What do you need?"

Huacheng shook his head... Nodding again, he wavered and asked, "Can I have a bowl of rice? I haven't had dinner yet."

"Okay, here are two bowls of rice, and I want two side dishes, you can serve them."

"OK, just a second."

The waiter went out with the ordered menu and placed orders for two people.

In the room, Huacheng, who was quiet for a while, wanted to stand up and dance again. He was not used to such silence.

"Huacheng, sit down."

Fully aware of the tranquility of Huacheng's intentions, in a word, Huacheng's buttocks that hadn't fully got up, sat back completely after touching it.

"Hehe, no, I'm just checking to see if the chair is strong."

The duplicity Huacheng picked up the water on the table and drank it.

He swore in his heart that he would never stay alone in the same space with An Ning again.

Huacheng felt awkward and restrained, the kind that the air could cut people, but An Ning didn't feel anything, just seeing Huacheng's whole body hurt like a thorn, she was a little puzzled.

"Huacheng, are you allergic to me?"

"Ah? No! Absolutely not!"

"Then why are you so restless? Did you do something wrong?"

Huacheng shook his head crazily.

"No, no, I just don't know what to say to you."

"Then don't say it."

An Ning's answer as a matter of course made Huacheng want to cry. As a social expert, he really encountered Waterloo here in An Ning.

Looking at the crying Huacheng, An Ning looked like an old parent worrying about their children.

"Hey, I really can't be free for a moment."

"May I give you a few topics? For example, you were raped by the black girl bully in the village?"

"Or you went to work in the field and cried?"

"And what about that time when you went to feed the pigs, but were raped by the pigs?

"By the way, there's also that time when you were chased by a big rooster and ran around the village several times."

With every word of An Ning, the embarrassment in Huacheng's heart did decrease a little, but the feeling of wanting to cry became more and more real.

"Ancestor, my dear ancestor, don't talk about it, can't I have something good?"

An Ning, who was asked, thought about it very seriously and said, "I don't know that there is something good, so you can talk about it yourself."

Hua Cheng, who looked at An Ning sincerely, wanted to cry even more, but he couldn't think of it.

But I have to say that Huacheng's anxiety in the face of An Ning has eased a lot.

"Don't talk about me, how about I tell you about Jiang Xia?"

"Jiang Xia? What did you say?"

An Ning is really curious, the only connection between her and Hua Cheng is Jiang Xia.

"Tell me something about Jiang Xia's childhood?"

Huacheng saw interest, strong interest in An Ning's eyes.

"Let me tell you, the three of us—"

"Why three?"

An Ning asked, Huacheng looked up, thinking hard and asked: "We never said that there are three of us, the kind who grew up together when we were young?"

An Ning reminisces, a person breaks into the memory.

"I've seen a man with a baby face drive Jiang Xia back."

"Yes, that's him! His name is Cheng Cheng, and he was sent to serve as a soldier by his father. Otherwise, he would have to be here for Jiang Xia's affairs."

That's it, no wonder I haven't seen that baby face for a long time.

Next, Huacheng and An Ning shared a lot of stories about the three little kids getting into trouble, being beaten, getting into trouble again and getting beaten again.

An Ning listened very seriously, the more Hua Cheng said, the less nervous she felt.

Even as an old man in love, he feels that Jiang Xia is not unrequited love.

If she wasn't interested in a person, she wouldn't be so curious to know about his childhood.

The two continued to chat, and after a while, the waiter came in with drinks, and the two chatted while drinking.

Afterwards, Huacheng ate and shared while An Ning was holding a glass of fruit wine, and his face was flushed, which made people look a little better.

The two were chatting intensively, and the single door of the private room was violently pushed open.

"Flower City! What are you doing!"

A girl whose face said I was spoiled rushed in aggressively, smashing the bag in her hand at Huacheng.

"Dead Flower City! Smelly Flower City! You said that you are no longer provoking women!"

"You already have me, what more do you want!"

"I'm not beautiful enough!"

When the girl said a word, she smashed the bag in her hand.

Huacheng, who was eating, had all the rice in his mouth smashed out.

"No no no—stop it, you're—cough cough cough—cough cough cough—"

An Ning, who was originally watching the excitement, jumped up from the chair, pulled away the girl who was still smashing, and pushed her back.

"bump!"

An Ning slapped Huacheng's back violently, and a mouthful of food was sprayed out, hitting the face of the girl opposite.

(End of this chapter)