Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 399: Wen Li’s childhood photo; Lu Xixiao: Don’t let my sister know that we have seen the pho

Wen Li didn't take the grandfather and grandson out.

It was getting dark, there were a lot of mosquitoes outside, and the two of them had been traveling for several hours, so Lu Jingyuan was probably a little tired.

Wen Li took a chair to the yard, took out ice cream from the refrigerator, gave one to each of them, took one for himself, and took them to sit in the yard to eat ice cream and feed mosquitoes.

The grandfather and grandson didn't say anything. They just let Wen Li do whatever they were told to do and eat whatever they were told to eat. As long as Wen Li was with them, it was fine.

The old lady loves cleanliness and keeps the yard very tidy. Although she raises chickens and ducks, she still cleans up every day.

There is a crape myrtle tree in the yard that is more than ten years old. The crown of the tree is very large. It is the flowering season now. The flowers are red and the leaves are lush green. Planting it in the yard provides shade in the summer and looks beautiful.

There is also an old osmanthus tree in the corner, which is a variety of the seasons. Clusters of golden osmanthus flowers fill the yard with the fragrance of osmanthus.

After washing the dishes, Old Mrs. Fang went to the yard to rest and brought a bunch of snacks and fruits for the little one and placed them on the slate table.

The sunset on the distant hills became redder and redder.

A few people sat in the yard and watched the sky gradually darken.

The dogs barked more and more, here and there.

The little guy was indeed tired. When he had almost digested the food, Lu Xixiao went into the room to get clothes and prepare to give the little guy a bath.

Wen Li got up from the recliner, picked up the small stool that Lu Jingyuan had been sitting on, and went to the bathroom: "Lu Jingyuan, do you want to sit down and take a shower?"

Lu Xixiao reached out and took it.

Wen Li: "Do you know how to use the water heater?"

This water heater is not as smart as the ones Lu Xixiao uses.

Lu Xixiao took a look.

Wen Li went in, helped him open it, and taught him: "Hot water on the left, cold water on the right. The water temperature is not easy to control."

"it is good."

Wen Li stepped out: "After washing your clothes, throw them into the washing machine outside. Remember to wash your underwear by hand and hang them outside after washing. Hang your towels outside as well. I'll get you some new hangers."

"it is good."

Wen Li then returned to the yard.

I saw my grandma was looking at me and smiling.

Wen Li was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

The old lady said: "Nothing, grandma is just too happy today. Happy that Li Li has a different friend."

Wen Li muttered, "What's the difference?"

She held the black general's dog head and began to trample on it.

"It's so different, do you want Grandma to tell you?"

"..."

The bathroom door, which had just been closed for a while, opened again and Lu Xixiao walked out. He was wearing expensive white trousers and black leather shoes that were out of tune with the surrounding environment. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong and powerful forearms. He looked at them with a smile and walked straight to the main room without stopping. He lowered his head slightly when he entered.

She quickly came out with a pair of slippers and went back to the bathroom.

Wen Li withdrew his gaze.

"Xiao Lu doesn't have a girlfriend, right?"

Wen Li: "No."

I thought grandma was going to ask something else, but that was all.

This made Wen Li turn around to look at his grandmother. Seeing that his grandmother only smiled and looked at him silently, as if she understood everything, Wen Li's face was slightly unnatural. He rubbed the black dog's head faster and said, "Why are you asking this?"

The old lady said: "Just asking casually, nothing important, it's just that grandma likes this child very much and wants to get to know him."

"You'd better not get to know him." Wen Li muttered, "He's not a good person."

The old lady didn't hear clearly: "Who is it?"

Wen Li turned around and smiled at her grandmother, but deliberately didn't say anything.

The old lady looked at her with eyes full of affection.

More than ten minutes later, the sound of a hair dryer came from the bathroom, and soon, Lu Jingyuan, who had finished taking a shower, came out carrying a small stool.

"Sister~"

General Black was about to run over.

"General Hei, he's taking a shower, don't touch him."

Let Wen Li stop him by force.

The black general felt a little aggrieved because he was considered dirty.

The little guy took a small stool and sat down next to Wen Li.

Wen Li looked at the sweet and soft little guy in his pajamas.

"Have you brushed your teeth?"

"Ah."

"Then you can't eat."

"Chicken Road."

"What's your grandpa doing in there?"

"Little Grandpa is taking a bath."

"..."

"Sister, do you want to wash?"

"Let him wash first."

The little girl said gently: "Do you want grandpa to help your sister wash?" After all, since she was living in her sister's house, it was her duty as a grandpa to do something, and she would definitely be willing to help her sister.

Wen Li: “No need!”

The little guy waved his hands: "You're welcome~"

Tell Wen Li to be polite.

Wen Li bent down, approached the little guy, and bumped his forehead lightly: "Thank you."

Around nine o'clock in the evening, the yard lights went out.

Lu Xixiao brought the child into Wen Li's room.

There were a lot of things in the room, and the corners were filled with books, almost reaching the ceiling, but few of them were textbooks issued by the school. They were all books that he had never read and was unlikely to read. They covered a wide range of topics, and few were in Chinese.

It looked like they had been read before, but not many times, and they looked like new. With Wen Li's intelligence, he probably only needed to read them once and there was no need to read them a second time.

There is a desk in front of the windowsill.

Lu Xixiao imagined Wen Li sitting at the desk writing and studying, from elementary school to junior high school, at every stage.

There is a photo frame on the table.

Above is a photo of Wen Li when he was a child.

About six or seven years old.

Lu Xixiao noticed it when he put the luggage in in the afternoon.

He picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.

The photos were taken in a photo studio.

Wen Li, who was about six or seven years old, made a scissors hand gesture to the camera, with one hand in his pocket. The smile on the corner of his mouth was somewhat forced and dry. It was obvious that the photo was taken just to make the old lady happy.

Wen Li at that time was exactly the same as he is now, even his tough-to-provoke temperament was beginning to take shape.

The photo was taken in winter, probably during the Chinese New Year. She was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, a scarf, a cute knitted hat and warm knitted gloves. She was standing in front of the camera, small and soft, and was well taken care of by her grandmother.

"Sister~" He recognized the little one in his hand at a glance.

"She was my older sister when she was little." Lu Xixiao's face was full of smiles: "My older sister was as cute as Jing Yuan when she was little."

"Sister, you're brewing~"

"Well, sister is the cutest and most beautiful girl I have ever seen." Lu Xixiao held the photo and was reluctant to put it down.

I want to ask Wen Li for the photos and keep them.

But Wen Li probably won't give it to him.

Not only will he not give it to him, he may also think that he looks dumber in the photo than when he makes the hand gesture, and run over to hide the photo after remembering it.

Lu Xixiao went to the bedside to get his cell phone, took a picture of the photo, and saved the childhood photo of Wen Li in his cell phone.

Opposite room.

Wen Li, who had just laid down, remembered something and immediately got up from the bed, opened the door, went out, walked to the opposite side and knocked on the door.

Lu Xixiao, who had just put the photo back in its place, went to open the door.

"what happened?"

"Get something."

Wen Li walked sideways into the room, walked quickly over and took his own photo from the desk.

Seeing Wen Li hiding the photo behind her back, Lu Xixiao felt a little guilty. He pretended not to see it and pretended not to know there was a photo on the desk. He asked curiously, "What is it?"

Hearing Lu Xixiao ask this, Wen Li breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Lu Xixiao hasn't seen the photo yet.

"nothing."

She took the photo away.

Lu Xixiao closed the door and whispered to the little guy seriously, "Don't let your sister know that we have seen the photos."

"For Senmo?"

"Sister doesn't want us to see it."

There were too many things in the room, so Lu Xixiao picked up the little guy and continued to tour him, and finally came to the upright boxing sandbag.

Imagine Wen Li practicing boxing.

He couldn't help but clench his fist and punch.

The force is neither light nor heavy.

The little guy followed him and also pounded his fist.

Grandfather and grandson looked at each other and smiled.

"Okay, go to bed."

Lu Xixiao lay with the child on the bed where Wen Li had slept, resting his head on Wen Li's pillow, feeling the familiar breath, and his eyes softened unconsciously.