Three Hundred and Twenty-Nine, Chen’s Coin Guessing Method

After Shen Youchu came back from buying water, Chen Hansheng suddenly stopped the conversation. Wang Zibo knew very well that Chen Hansheng was not happy for Shen Youchu to hear these things.

Not even in a dream.

"Damn, Xiao Chen has really considered everything except that he can't fully invest in his feelings."

Wang Zibo thought silently in his heart.

Before leaving Shuangliu Airport, Wang Zibo insisted on going to the mall to buy melatonin. He still remembered the promise he made last year.

"My mother-in-law is in good health. She doesn't like eating these, so don't waste your money."

Shen Youchu said softly.

"Leave it to him."

Chen Hansheng waved his hand indifferently: "You helped them intercede last time. I guess Zi Bo is grateful."

Shen Youchu lowered his head and held Chen Hansheng's thumb in her hand. She just helped convey the message, but she didn't expect that Chen Hansheng directly agreed for her sake.

In fact, Shen Youchu is more tolerant than Chen Hansheng. Shang Yanyan is a good girl in her eyes, and Huang Hui, who is good at hiding, probably thinks the same.

Wang Zibo bought four boxes of melatonin, which was said to be for one course of treatment, and then the three of them began the long transfer process, and finally arrived at Shen Youchu's doorstep at around 8 p.m.

The scenery here is similar to last year, and the temperature is also very low. The hot breath condenses into frost flowers when it leaves my mouth. There are cold moons in the sky, and there is white snow on the ground in front of me.

Little Aning still ran over to hug Shen Youchu from afar, and her mother-in-law was still standing peacefully at the entrance of the alley holding a candle. Chen Hansheng felt like "last year today" and he quietly asked Wang Zibo: "Can you sing "yesterday once more" ?”

Wang Zibo nodded: "Yes, we learned it in high school, have you forgotten?"

Chen Hansheng didn't remember it, so he had to fool around and said: "I can sing "Little Star". If you call me Dad, I will sing it to you."

"Fuck, you want to take advantage of me again!"

The two of them murmured and followed into the small courtyard of Shen Youchu's house. Little Aning's hand was held by Shen Youchu. From time to time, he turned his head to look at Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo, not as acknowledging life as he did last year.

"Hey,

Little Aning, do you still know brother Zibo? "

Wang Zibo bent down to speak, a standard student greeting.

Aning opened his round eyes and nodded.

Chen Hansheng was different. He immediately picked up little Aning and pinched Aning's face with one hand.

"Hey, I'm a little fatter and have some fat on my face."

Chen Hansheng weighed it twice: "It's Chinese New Year, so it's just the right time to sell it."

Last year, little Aning still had thin arms and legs, and only big eyes could be seen on her small face. This year, she is probably more nutritious, her eyebrows are deeper, her face is rosy, and her nose and mouth seem to have grown longer.

"Brother Hansheng."

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

"Huh?"

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

An Ning would not lie: "My mother-in-law said that the reason why we have meat at home is because of my brother."

"oh."

Chen Hansheng looked at his mother-in-law who was leaning on a cane in front of him, turned around and said with a smile: "Thank you for this, sister. Brother never cares about such trivial matters."

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The layout of the yard had not changed much. Chen Hansheng was looking around in the moonlight when he suddenly heard two barks of "woof" dogs, and a small gray four-legged animal sprang out from the corner.

Only then did Chen Hansheng remember that Shen Youchu seemed to have a small native dog at home.

"Don't make any noise!"

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

When the little native dog saw its owner standing in front, it barked "woo hoo" twice without any fuss, and stared at the two strangers curiously.

"What a dog, I even touched it last year."

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

Because he didn't eat during the drive, Shen Youchu put down his luggage, put his hair up and started to heat up the stove.

This place is all firewood, and soon the small kitchen was filled with smoke, but it was very warm to stay inside. Chen Hansheng took off his down jacket because he was too hot, put on a neat leather jacket, and pressed down the little native dog that just barked at him. Bullying on the ground.

There was also a big tabby cat in the yard. It originally wanted to join in the fun, but seeing the miserable condition of its little friend, it only dared to lie down at the feet of the mother-in-law from a distance. Chen Hansheng moved his steps slightly, and the big cat immediately stood up and took two steps back warily.

My mother-in-law is old and rarely goes out. She has nothing to say to the young people and just watches with squinted eyes.

Little Aning is almost as kind-hearted as Shen Youchu. At first she thought it was funny when she saw Chen Hansheng playing with Gouzi, but later she started to feel distressed, but she didn't dare to persuade her. She could only squat down and touch Gouzi's head to comfort her. His eyes would blink at his brother from time to time, hoping that he would be merciful.

Wang Zibo thought that Xiao Chen was a bad boy. He deliberately pretended not to see the little girl's tears, so he pushed Chen Hansheng.

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

Wang Zibo pointed at 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 cutting it into thin slices.

"Is there anything surprising? People's lives have become better."

Chen Hansheng turned around and replied, and the little local dog finally seized this opportunity and ran away.

After a while, dinner was ready, including green pepper bacon, steamed eggs, and steaming noodles. Chen Hansheng nodded inwardly, that was all he had in Hong Kong City.

Shen Youchu's family was forcibly promoted, and Chen Hansheng played the biggest role. Even Hu Linyu was particularly opposed to this "marriage" at first, but gradually became acquiesced, and finally agreed.

If Chen Hansheng had not intervened in Shen Youchu's life, her college career would have been peaceful, but also hard. After all, she would have had to work several jobs to support herself and her younger sister in their studies.

While we were eating, there was sudden movement at the firewood gate in the yard. The little local dog barked and then stopped. It was probably an acquaintance.

Chen Hansheng raised his head and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s who walked through the door. He was unshaven, had rough skin, and had wounds on his hands that were cracked by the cold. His eyes were dull, as if he had never traveled far.

He was also startled when he saw two young people suddenly in the small kitchen. After his mother-in-law introduced them in the local language, he nodded innocently and said hello.

"who is he?"

Chen Hansheng asked in Mandarin.

"Uncle."

Shen Youchu explained gently.

In short, he was an elder. Chen Hansheng took out his cigarette and threw one over. The uncle hurriedly took it and saw that it was a beautiful cigarette. He couldn't bear to smoke it and clamped it on his ear. He took out tobacco leaves and white paper rolls from his pocket. He stood up and lit it, mumbling a lot of words.

"The great uncle said that his daughter is getting married tomorrow, and he also wants 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 would be home the day after tomorrow."

Wang Zibo actually wanted to stay and play for a few days, but he was afraid that Lu Yuzhen's stick wouldn't allow it.

"I know, but with such a sincere invitation, it would be wrong to just leave."

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

Wang Zibo nodded, thinking that Chen Hansheng was going to ask about the relationship between his eldest uncle and his mother-in-law before making a decision.

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

"Beautiful!"

Little Aning rushed to say, and added: "But she is not as beautiful as Ajie, Ajie is the most beautiful, except Ajie, she is the one."

"That's it."

Chen Hansheng coughed and said, "Zi Bo has never seen your wedding before, so I'll show him around."

"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 we have differences of opinion, I'm not used to forcing things."

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 one more day."

Wang Zibo thought about it and agreed. The chance of one in two was quite high.

Chen Hansheng tossed the coin high and then held it in his hand with a "pop" sound.

"Come on, guess what year this coin was produced. If you guess it correctly, we will return to the port city tomorrow."

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