Chapter 1198 Jubilee Love Chronicles 02

"Far from death."

Jinchen maintained a good expression and threw his luggage to him without hesitation, complaining softly, "How could I choose such a shabby town to retire in."

It’s really old to raise half of it.

"It's a little far away from your place," Chen Zhu took the luggage and handed the popsicles he bought early to Jinchen, "It's too hot in the car. Let's eat some popsicles."

Jinchen reluctantly took it. There were two sticks in the bag. Jinchen glanced at him, picked one with mung beans and put it in his mouth, and handed over the one with red beans.

"This is food for you, you don't need to share it with me."

Chen Zhu easily picked up the big bag of luggage and smiled at Jinchen.

Jinchen said fiercely, "I'll do it later."

"……All right."

Chen Zhu took it and stuffed it into his mouth, then took Jinchen away from the station. The van usually used to transport goods was waiting outside.

"The cold air is turned on inside. Come in and sit down."

He waved Jinchen to get in the car.

Jinchen unceremoniously got into the passenger seat and was looking at the decoration inside the car. It looked like it had been used for a while, but the inside of the car was clean and there was no strange smell at all. It was nothing like an ordinary cargo van.

There was also a red sign saying "Travel Safe".

I don't know if it was Jinchen's illusion, but I always felt that the word "peace" on the sign was a little faded, as if it had been touched many times.

"Xiaochen, do you want some snacks?"

Caught off guard and startled by the sound close to his ear, Jinchen turned his head warily. Chen Zhu was already sitting next to the driver. He didn't hear the door open. The man's movement was too small.

"Don't eat."

Jinchen put on his headphones.

The big sign of the station could no longer be seen outside the train window. Jinchen was drowsy by the cold wind, so he just relaxed and leaned back.

"When did my uncle die?"

Just when Chen Zhu thought he had fallen asleep, he heard this sentence.

Chen Zhu was stunned, "It must have been five or six years ago."

"I didn't know that the master had relatives, and he never mentioned it."

"Humph."

Jin Chen snorted coldly, seeming to have some objections to this, "Fortunately, the old man didn't know when he died."

Chen Zhu guessed that this old man should be the master's father, so he didn't say anything more. After all, it was a family matter.

The station is not far from the cake shop, and it only takes ten minutes to arrive. The five characters "Lao Jin Cake Shop" written on the red billboard are very conspicuous.

As soon as he got out of the car, Jinchen noticed several lines of sight.

He looked over coldly, and the change of the schoolbag into a chest hug did not affect the cool guy's temperament at all.

They were a few aunts sitting on the roadside chatting about home affairs. After looking at them for a few times, they looked away, still remembering the uproar about half a year ago.

Chen Zhu opened the glass door of the shop, and immediately an aunt holding a cattail leaf fan came up to talk to him.

"Oh, Xiao Zhu, I'll wait until you come back and give my aunt a red date cake worth two yuan."

"Eh, okay."

Chen Zhu washed his hands and wrapped it up neatly. As soon as he put it in the bag, he heard his aunt raise her chin and ask, "Who is this person? Xiao Zhu, he is handsome."

"It belongs to my master..." "It belongs to the tenant."

Jinchen rushed to answer, holding his schoolbag and standing aside, looking at his slightly embarrassed aunt with indifferent eyes.

"Anything else to ask."

Aunt: "..."

She was really frightened by this young man's aura, even for his young age.

"Hey, they are all from the neighbors. Auntie, just ask me casually. Come to my auntie's shop to eat spicy hotpot in the future!"

The aunt took out two yuan to pay, picked up the bag and left in a hurry.

Chen Zhu wiped his hands and was a little confused as to why Jinchen said that. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Jinchen say again: "Don't talk about my relationship with my uncle, he doesn't recognize me."

"If you don't recognize me when you're alive, don't even think about me recognizing him when you're dead."

When Jinchen said this, he couldn't hide the stubbornness and secret anger in his expression.

"Okay, don't be angry."

Chen Zhu's eyes were filled with distress, and he led Jinchen into the back room, "I'll just keep silent from now on."

His smile was very tolerant. Jinchen sat down awkwardly, took out a large red note from his schoolbag, and slapped it on the table.

Chen Zhu was stunned.

"What are you..."

"rent."

Jin Chen’s words are concise and concise.

Chen Zhu sat down next to him and touched Jinchen's head with a gentle voice.

"You don't need to pay rent to me. From now on, this store and the house left by the master will be your home."

Jinchen avoided his hand, but was still fierce, "I don't have a home, don't talk nonsense."

Chen Zhu's hands were frozen in the air. He pursed his lips and turned on the small electric fan on the coffee table. The noise of the fan blades turning made his voice a little blurry when he spoke again.

"I don't have a home either, Xiaochen, I can take care of you. When I first came to town, the master also took good care of me."

Jinchen's face was expressionless, "I am twenty this year, so I don't need you to take care of me."

"Ah...then I am eight years older than you."

Chen Zhu suddenly changed the topic, his eyes slightly raised, and his smile was warm.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook for you. Take your money back quickly."

This topic changed...

Jinchen glanced at the table, put away half of it and came back.

"How about the rest of your love? I can't get used to dirty things. I'll replace all the dirty old ones in the house!"

His words were very thorny.

Chen Zhu lowered his eyelashes and smiled, a somewhat meaningful smile, and carefully put away the remaining money.

The kitchen in the back room of the shop was very small and the cooking was hot. By the time it was done, Chen Zhujunlang's face was already flushed by the heat, but he didn't care at all and washed his face with cold water.

He was still smiling, but with more genuine joy. He seemed very satisfied watching Jinchen eat the food.

Such fiery eyes made Jin Chen feel uncomfortable all over.

Good news, his wife is more proactive than he thought.

Bad news, seems a bit too proactive, always seems a bit...weird.

"Is it delicious?" Chen Zhu asked him softly and handed over the tissue.

"good."

A typical example of a mouth that is too upright, this is simply delicious, 10,000 times more delicious than the junk food that I made myself.

Jin Chen cursed in his heart and did not miss the look of joy in Chen Zhu's eyes because he was praised for his cooking skills.

"As long as you like it. I didn't prepare much ingredients today. I'll go to the vegetable market to buy more food when the store closes. I'll make something delicious for you when I get home in the evening."

When Chen Zhu saw him finishing his meal, he quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, "What does Xiao Chen like to eat?"

Jinchen was silent, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted by Chen Zhu's action of bending down to wipe the table. The outline of his chest muscles could be seen in the open short sleeves.

He moved his eyes and said, "Anything is fine."

Anyway, I can’t eat what I want for the time being.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Chen Zhu paused slightly in wiping the table, put away the rag, and spoke with some difficulty, as if he was disappointed.

"Xiaochen...don't you want to tell me?"

Jinchen:?