Chapter 154: Zhuo Shanshan

Chapter 154 Zhuo Shanshan

Back in the living room, Zhou Biyu's face was condensed with worry, and seeing Zhuo Bufan coming back safely, he quickly stood up, looked left and right, and said: "Xiao Fan, they didn't embarrass you."

"It's not difficult for me, I reasoned with them, gave a little money to pass away, and I won't come to trouble again in the future." Zhuo Bufan showed a relieved smile.

"It's reasonable? Really?" Zhou Biyu didn't believe it, she just vaguely heard a scream outside.

Zhuo Bufan knows that his mother has been an honest person all his life and never quarrels with others. If he knows that he kills, I am afraid that he will feel uneasy. Just as he was thinking of a way to deal with it, Ye Ziqin took Zhou Biyu's arm and smiled and said: "Mom, Bufan is not a kid anymore. Their men have their men's solutions to their problems. Since he says it's okay, don't worry about it."

"Well, it seems Ye Ye is quite satisfied with our Xiao Fan, so good." Zhou Biyu instantly smiled and forgot what had just happened.

Zhuo Bufan was extremely depressed. No matter how he spoke, Ye Ziqin wouldn't be able to speak. No matter what, he had to solve this trouble completely. After eating, he would destroy that brother Jing and be shocked.

Just about to sit down, an old woman came in outside and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhou, my son and daughter-in-law are back. Your daughter-in-law is so beautiful, tusk, she is a girl who grew up in the city."

That old woman Zhuo Bufan still remembers that the aunt Wang next door was very enthusiastic. She used to bring some unsellable side dishes to her home. Zhuo Bufan politely called out: "Grandma Wang."

Granny Wang nodded and looked at Zhou Biyu and said, "I won't bother you, Xiao Zhou, this is the salary you paid for picking vegetables for me last time, and I will give it to you."

"Aunt Wang, I was just fine to help, so how could I ask for your money." Zhou Biyu quickly blocked Grandma Wang.

"Hey, it's not you alone. I'm done. It costs one hundred yuan a day. The seven hundred yuan is yours. You have to buy things for your son even if you don't need it." Wang Taipo directly gave Zhou the money. Jasper, just smiled back.

Zhuo Bufan felt a little uncomfortable. Just now, she saw that there were still some insoles at home. Her mother and he couldn't wear them at all. They must have been exchanged for money at the market. His mother had a hard time for a lifetime. , Even as the door-to-door son-in-law of the Ye family, his mother's life was still not good.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan almost smashed the chopsticks in his hand. Ye Ziqin saw him and quickly pulled his clothes, and Zhuo Bufan came back to his senses.

"Mom, don't work for others in the future, I'll get you some money later." Zhuo Bufan persuaded his mother when he came back.

Zhou Biyu frowned and said: "You are still studying, wherever you can make money, your mother is also idle. Anyway, no matter the neighbors help out, hurry up and eat. The leaves come to have a sweet and sour pork ribs."

Zhuo Bufan could hear the meaning of these words. I am afraid that his mother thought she was eating Ye Ziqin's soft rice. How would she be willing to collect her own money? It seems that she has to find a way to get her mother to accept the money.

There is a large table of rich dishes on the table. Although they are all home-made dishes, Zhuo Bufan feels extraordinarily friendly. He also likes to eat braised pork. When he was a child, his family was poor and he could only eat one meal of meat in a month, mom. He would cook his favorite braised pork, and Zhuo Bufan would bulge his stomach every time.

"You kid slow down. I'm playing at home these few days. If I want to eat, my mother will cook every meal for you." Zhou Biyu watched his son feasting, with a hint of pampering and comfort on his face.

Just after taking a few mouthfuls of food, I heard a light and pleasant voice from outside the yard: "Brother Xiao Fan, Aunt...Brother Xiao Fan, are you back?"

In the yard came a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with her hair dyed in linen with a bud head, wearing a pink bat shirt with wide cuffs, jeans with a few holes and a pair of white sneakers underneath. The face is like a pear flower after the rain baptism, snow-white and delicate, the martial arts hall is delicate, and the eyes are big and bright.

"It's Shanshan who is here, and your eldest brother Fan is here." Zhou Biyu stood up and greeted.

When Zhuo Bufan saw the girl, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately recognized that she was Zhuo Shanshan, the daughter of his aunt’s family. He was relatively close to him. When he was a child, he often dropped his nose and followed behind his ass. Zhuo Bufan grew up behind him. After I went to Golden State with my mother, I didn't have much time to meet. It was only two years before my mother came back with myself, and he played with Zhuo Shanshan a few times.

It's just that the little kid in the past has become a slim big girl. Zhuo Bufan's aunt has never been married in her life. She heard that she had been let down by a man before, and she has never married. Zhuo Shanshan is the child she brought back.

"Brother Xiao Fan, why stare at me, don't you recognize me?" Zhuo Shanshan pouted her little cherry mouth, and said unhappily.

Zhuo Bufan and her should have not seen each other in three hundred years, but this girl probably didn't know.

"Why didn't I know, when I was young, I ran behind me, my nose dripped to my neck..."

Before Zhuo Bufan's words were finished, Zhuo Shanshan stomped and shouted: "Oh, you are not allowed to say it. Aunt, look at Brother Xiao Fan. When people grow up, he still talks about people's childhood."

"Xiao Fan, why are you bullying your sister when you're a big brother? Shanshan sit down, I'll get you the tableware." Zhou Biyu said with a smile.

Zhuo Shanshan sat directly beside Zhuo Bufan, looking at Ye Ziqin with big purple grape-like eyes: "Brother Xiaofan, she is you...your wife?"

"Sister Ye Ye." Zhuo Bufan said, seeing Ye Ziqin's face flushed.

"Sister Ye Zi, my name is Zhuo Shanshan, you can call me Shanshan." Zhuo Shanshan smiled politely, with a crescent-like smile on her mouth.

Ye Ziqin nodded lightly, but her eyes were a bit complicated. Her sixth sense as a woman always felt that Zhuo Shanshan looked at her with a trace of hostility.

After Zhuo Shanshan finished speaking, she looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Brother Xiao Fan, you haven't been back for three months. Yang Jian and the others said they want to go play together at home. Would you like to go to the farmhouse with us at night?"

"Yang Jian, why would you play with him?" Zhuo Bufan asked, frowning.

Yang Jian, he and Zhuo Shanshan were playing together in a courtyard when they were young, but when they were young, Yang Jian always liked to bully Zhuo Shanshan. When he arrived in junior high school, he wrote love letters to Zhuo Shanshan and took people to block Zhuo Shanshan after school. He was also beaten by Zhuo Bufan with a nosebleed. After he grew up, Zhuo Bufan has never seen them.

"It's nothing, everyone has grown up! I have forgotten everything when I was young, and they haven't seen you for a long time, so they want to see you." Zhuo Shanshan's eyes were dodging, and she lowered her head to hold a chopsticks dish. Put it in your mouth.

Zhuo Bufan has cultivated immortals for three hundred years, and his mind is no ordinary teenager. His aunt's status in Zhuo's family is very low, and Zhuo Shanshan's status is also very low, and Yang Jian's father is a well-known real estate businessman in Qingzhou. Could it be...