I really don't want to be reborn

Aning was a little embarrassed to be held in his arms after not seeing her for a year.

"what?"

Chen Hansheng was a little surprised. Children's memories are usually short, so he asked, "How do you remember me?"

Aning will not lie: "The mother-in-law said that the meat at home is all because of elder brother."

"Oh."

Chen Hansheng looked at the mother-in-law who was leaning on crutches in front of him, turned his head and said with a smile: "Thank you, elder sister, elder brother never cares about such trivial matters."

......

The layout of the yard has not changed. Chen Hansheng was looking at it under the moonlight, when he suddenly heard two "barking" dogs barking, and a small gray four-legged animal sprang out from the corner.

It was only then that Chen Hansheng remembered that Shen Youchu's family had a little native dog.

"Don't be noisy!"

Little Aning, who was in Chen Hansheng's arms, became very brave, struggled to jump to the ground, and stood in front of Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo with his hips akimbo to protect them.

Seeing the owner standing in front, the little dog yelled twice and stared at the two strangers curiously.

"Dog thing, I even touched it last year."

Chen Hansheng whistled at the dog, and followed into the small kitchen.

Because she didn't eat while driving all the way, after putting down her luggage, Shen Youchu put her hair up and started heating up the stove.

All firewood is burned here, and it didn’t take long for the small kitchen to be smoky, but it was very warm inside. Chen Hansheng took off his down jacket because he thought it was too hot, put on a neat leather jacket, and pressed the little local dog who was barking at him just now. Bullying on the ground.

There was also a big tabby cat in the yard. At first it wanted to join in the fun, but seeing the misery of the little friend, it dared to lie far away at the feet of the mother-in-law. Chen Hansheng moved his footsteps a little, and the big cat stood up vigilantly and took two steps back.

The mother-in-law is old and rarely goes out. She doesn't have much to talk to the young people, she just squints her eyes.

Little Aning was as kind-hearted as Shen Youchu. At first, she thought it was fun to see Chen Hansheng playing with Gouzi. Later, she felt distressed, but she didn't dare to persuade her. She could only squat down and stroke Gouzi's head to comfort her. From time to time, he blinked and looked at elder brother, hoping that he would be merciful.

Wang Zibo thought that Xiao Chen was a bad bastard. The little girl was teary, but she deliberately pretended not to see it, so he pushed Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng was having fun, and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

Wang Zibo pointed to Shen Youchu who was cooking. Chen Hansheng raised his head. There was a piece of bacon on the chopping board, and Shen Youchu was slowly slicing it into thin slices.

"What's so strange, people's lives have improved."

Chen Hansheng turned his head and said back, the little dog finally seized this opportunity and slipped away.

After a while, dinner was ready, green pepper bacon, steamed eggs, and hot noodles. Chen Hansheng nodded inwardly, as his meal in Hong Kong City was just like this.

Shen Youchu's family was lifted abruptly, and Chen Hansheng played the most important role. Even Hu Linyu was particularly opposed to this "marriage" at the beginning, but gradually became acquiesced, and finally agreed.

If Chen Hansheng hadn't intervened in Shen Youchu's life, her university career would have been peaceful, but it would have been hard work. After all, she would have to work several jobs to support her and her younger sister's education.

It would be great if it wasn't so scumbag.

While eating, there was a sudden noise from the chaimen in the yard. The little dog barked and then fell silent. It was probably an acquaintance.

Chen Hansheng raised his head, and the person who entered was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a shaggy beard, rough skin, and cracked wounds on his hands, and his eyes were dull, as if he had never traveled far.

He was also taken aback when he saw two young people suddenly appearing in the small kitchen. His mother-in-law introduced them in the local language, and then he nodded and greeted naively.

"who is it?"

Chen Hansheng asked in Mandarin.

"Uncle."

Shen Youchu explained gently.

In short, he is an elder. Chen Hansheng took out his own cigarette and threw one over. The uncle took it in a hurry. Seeing that it was a beautiful cigarette, he couldn't bear to put it on his ear, and took out the tobacco leaves and white paper roll from his pocket. Get up and ignite, talking a lot of words in your mouth.

"Uncle said that his daughter is getting married tomorrow, and he also wants to invite you to stay and attend."

Shen Youchu explained beside him.

"tomorrow?"

Chen Hansheng was stunned for a moment. He planned to go back tomorrow, but he hadn't bought a ticket yet.

"Xiao Chen, I told my mother that I will be home the day after tomorrow."

In fact, Wang Zibo really wanted to stay and play for a few days, but he was afraid that Lu Yuzhen's stick would not allow it.

"I know, but it's not good for someone to leave with such a sincere invitation."

Chen Hansheng thought for a while: "Let me ask first."

Wang Zibo nodded. He thought that Chen Hansheng would ask about the relationship between his uncle and mother-in-law before making a decision.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hansheng turned around and asked, "Is the bride beautiful?"

"It's beautiful!"

Little Aning rushed to speak, and added: "But not as beautiful as Sister A, Sister A is the most beautiful, except Sister A, she is the only one."

"That's it."

Chen Hansheng coughed: "Zi Bo said he has never seen your wedding, and he wants to learn more."

"When did I say that?"

Wang Zibo looked aggrieved: "Anyway, I have to go back tomorrow, otherwise my mother will definitely scold me."

"Well, since there are differences of opinion, I'm not used to being reluctant."

Chen Hansheng took out a coin from his wallet: "Let God decide, if we guess right, we will go back tomorrow, if we guess wrong, we will stay for one more day."

Wang Zibo thought about it and agreed, the chance of [-]/[-] is quite high.

Chen Hansheng tossed the coin high, and held it in the palm of his hand with a "snap".

"Come on, guess how many years this coin was produced. If you guess correctly, we will return to Hong Kong City tomorrow."

......

Chapter 330 A Flower in the Mountain

"No, why is your coin guessing different from others?"

Wang Zibo has never seen this kind of routine: "We used to guess the pros and cons, how could we guess how many years it was produced!"

"If you haven't seen it, it means you haven't seen it. It can only be said that you have little experience. You are willing to bet and admit defeat."

Chen Hansheng put the coin in little Aning's pocket: "Brother Zibo bought you some sweets, thank him quickly."

"Thank you brother Zibo."

Little Aning was very obedient, and said crisply.

"Thank you for what I do, it's not my money."

Knowing that he couldn't play Chen Hansheng well, Wang Zibo muttered sullenly.

The mother-in-law was getting old, and she didn't have much to talk about with the young people, so she squinted her eyes for a while, then went back to rest on crutches.

The uncle was very happy to hear that Chen Hansheng was willing to stay. He rubbed his dry palms, said a few words in the local dialect, and went back.

"What is he saying?"

This is what Wang Zibo asked. In fact, Chen Hansheng was not interested. He grabbed the little dirt dog and ravaged it again.

"Well, well, he said..."

While Aning explained, he looked at Brother Han Sheng, for fear that he would accidentally beat the dog to death.

"Uncle said that tomorrow is his daughter's wedding, and sister will be there soon, so he needs to prepare some wine."

When Wang Zibo heard it, he immediately realized that he had asked an embarrassing topic. Chen Hansheng didn't even want to confirm his girlfriend, so how could he think about getting married now.

"How old is the uncle's daughter? She may be of marriageable age. Your sister is still studying."

Wang Zibo quickly found a reasonable explanation.

"That's not right."

Little Aning didn't understand the complex thoughts between adults, she tilted her head and said, "Second Sister is younger than Elder Sister, she's only 18."

"What, do you get married at the age of 18?"

Wang Zibo was stunned for a moment, he had just come of age.

"Is there anything strange?"

Chen Hansheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interjected: "In the past, some of our female classmates in junior high school didn't get into high school. They worked outside for two years and then went home to go on a blind date and get married. Now they are 20 years old and maybe they have children. .”

Wang Zibo nodded: "That's true. I met one when I went home during the summer vacation. I almost couldn't believe it at the time. Do you still remember Deng Cuicui in junior high school?"

Chen Hansheng shook his head: "I have no impression at all."

Then the two discussed their former classmates, mainly focusing on Wang Zibo's memories. The high school classmates were fine, but the junior high school classmates had to be reminded constantly so that Chen Hansheng could remember a little bit.

Of course, such a boring topic as "marriage" was distracted by Chen Hansheng.

The more Wang Zibo talks, the more interested he becomes. Whenever he thinks of those past events in middle school and high school, he always slaps his thigh excitedly.

Little Aning couldn't understand these things, and fell asleep in Shen Youchu's arms.

As for Shen Youchu, one hand was stroking Aning's hair, and the other hand kept adding firewood to the stove to keep the temperature in the small kitchen. The flickering red light was reflected between her eyebrows and eyes, a piece of tender and graceful time like water .

In the evening, Shen Youchu helped make the bed, Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo slept in the quilt, and Wang Zibo kept pushing.

Chen Hansheng occasionally echoed a few words, but he thought in his heart that he was a buddy who had played with me since childhood. He accompanied me to Sichuan and Chongqing for two consecutive years. Even though he knew that he would be beaten and scolded by Aunt Lu when he came home late, he finally agreed.

"Xiao Chen."

Seeing that Chen Hansheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Wang Zibo asked, "Are you asleep?"

"Let it go if you fart."

Chen Hansheng said.

"How do you deal with these two girls, Xiao Yu'er and Shen Youchu? Do you want to marry both of them?"

Wang Zibo asked suddenly, he hadn't forgotten the topic in the small kitchen.

"what?"

Chen Hansheng didn't seem to hear clearly.

"What are you going to do with Xiao Yu'er and Shen Youchu? Do you still want to marry both?"

Wang Zibo repeated it again.

"No, what did the last sentence say?"

"Did you sleep?"

"Sleep, don't bother me."

......

The next morning, Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo were woken up early to attend the wedding at Uncle Gong's house.

However, the focus of the two is fundamentally different. Wang Zibo feels that the villagers here are really simple. They look at him with curiosity and kindness. When Wang Zibo nods, no matter adults or children are shyer than himself, they are all embarrassed. Turned.

Uncle Gong’s family members were especially polite. Someone ran over every once in a while and asked in non-standard Mandarin: “College student, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something to fill your belly?”

Wang Zibo used to be transparent no matter at home or at school, but he was not used to being taken seriously all of a sudden, so he hurriedly refused other people's kindness, and quietly asked Shen Youchu next to him: "Where's Xiao Chen?"

"He went to see the bride."

Shen Youchu said in a low voice.

"I really went..."

Wang Zibo was dumbfounded, Chen Hansheng really didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

Not long after, Chen Hansheng came back again, mouth full of wine: "My God, the home-brewed fruit wine here has a bit of stamina, I just drank two bowls, and I felt a little dizzy."

Shen Youchu poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Why are you drinking?"

After drinking the hot tea, Chen Hansheng wiped his mouth and said, "It's not the custom here. The bride puts eight bowls of wine to block the door, and the groom is a brother younger than us. After drinking three bowls, I feel a little bit exhausted. I This person loves fighting against injustice, so he helped to drink two bowls."

Wang Zibo looked at the bustle and felt itchy in his heart: "Xiao Chen, isn't the bride pretty?"