Chapter 265 Tianjizi is here (1)

Until she got on the carriage, Caiwei had not come out of Jiu Jin's hurt eyes. The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was in the season of first love. He had been waiting for love for many years, but died in vain amidst full hope. , although she had never experienced that kind of pain, she still felt heartbroken by his desperate eyes...

After the Zhou family found out that Caiwei had left, they all ran into the house happily. Aunt Zhou complained as she walked away: "Jiu Jin, why don't you leave Wei Wei to eat before leaving? She came all the way." Yes, you... oh, oh, Jiu Jin, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

On the ground, Jiujin sat there, crying like a child. Big teardrops rolled down his young cheeks, dripping onto the contract on the ground.

It was a house deed, just across the wall from the Bafu Restaurant. It was given to him by Sister Wei'er. She said that in the future, he would be allowed to open his own shop, take care of himself, and live a good life...

However, when she left, it was like the most dazzling light in his life disappeared. How could he still have the mood to take care of himself, and how could he have the mood to live a good life!

Zhou Laowu sat aside, smoking the cigarette pot in his mouth. After listening to his son's intermittent words, he sighed deeply and said, "Son, dad has long seen that that girl is not Chi Zhong." Sooner or later, things will soar into the sky. People like us can't afford it. You'd better give up on this idea as soon as possible..."

At first, Aunt Zhou complained a little about Caiwei's ruthlessness. However, when she saw that Caiwei generously donated such a large shop to their family, her resentment immediately dissipated, and the only thing left was There were feelings and sighs, hoping that this girl would have smooth sailing in the capital and find a good husband who was worthy of her in the future. After seeing this, she felt relieved...

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Caiwei rushed back to Mujia Village before sunset. She thought her home would be cold and deserted. However, when she entered the house, she found that the home was spotless and warm as spring.

The man, who was as handsome as a demon, was sitting calmly on the heated bed in his home, holding a piece in his hand. His eyes fell on the chessboard on the heated bed table, thinking deeply. When he heard her come into the room, the man did not raise his head, but raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Lalan said: "Back!"

"Why are you here?" Caiwei was startled, as if she had seen a ghost, her voice suddenly rose in pitch.

The man seemed not to hear, looking at the chess game and meditating.

Caiwei stepped forward, knocked on the edge of the kang table, and said in a bad tone, "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Shh, don't make any noise..." Nangong Yi silenced her. His handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted. He held a book in one hand and tapped the edge of the table lightly with the other. The fingertips in his sleeves were like jade. Taking away the elegant appearance of the purple bamboo on the gorgeous sleeves.

"Neuropathy!"

Caiwei snorted and turned to the kitchen to cook. As soon as she walked out, the man on the kang who was thinking hard suddenly raised his head, and a successful smile spread across his handsome face. He laughed silently at that petite figure.

There is not much time left alone with her, so he must try his best to seize every moment he can spend with her, so that he can have some past events worth remembering in his future life...

Caiwei came to the kitchen. It was empty, not even a grain of rice. However, this did not trouble her. Entering the kitchen was just a cover-up for her. There was everything to eat in her space, almost everything in the world. You can find all kinds of delicious food here.

After entering the space, she found some white rice, a few cucumbers with thorns on top, and a few red tomatoes in the warehouse. She also went to the woods to hunt a fat pheasant and picked some mushrooms. , just returned home with a full load, and returned to his kitchen to make dinner.