"When the time comes, it'll be five dollars for taking photos, and you'll be responsible for collecting the fees."
"Humph, money-grubber."
Lin Can looked at Xie Wanlian's carefree smile, walked into the house with a relieved smile, and went to the master bedroom to take a shower. He didn't take a shower in the hospital last night and felt uncomfortable all over.
Xie Wanlian changed her shoes and went into the house, then went to the kitchen to see if anyone needed help. Many vegetables were already cut on the chopping board, and there was glutinous rice in a bowl with homemade candied fruit next to it, which should be what the old man was using to make Yuanxiao.
Xie Wanlian tied her hair into a bun, put on an apron, washed her hands, and started kneading the dough to make Yuanxiao.
She is a very hardworking girl and she is good at these housework.
…
Boqi Garden, lakeside greenway.
Mr. Wang was carrying vegetables and walking towards Boqi Garden while talking on the phone. "Xiao He, you're mistaken. I'm in Yichun, how could I be in Yunchuan? I'm lying to you. If you don't believe me, I'll show you a video. Hahaha... That's right. Come to Yichun when you have time. Okay, okay, hanging up."
After Mr. Wang retired, he wanted to live a quiet life. He didn't want those people to know that he came to Yunchuan, otherwise the threshold of Boqi Garden would be trampled down.
Mr. Wang hung up the phone and continued to use Douyin. His online name is [Uncle Wang] and his avatar is the classic Uncle Wang avatar on the Internet.
Mr. Wang saw the news about the iPhone 15 and commented: [Why not use Huawei? ]
Mr. Wang is a typical troll on the Internet, and often starts verbal battles with netizens online.
This is his pleasure.
Of course, he also paid attention to many middle-aged and elderly beauties, but he didn't date them.
Beep, beep, beep...
Wang Bolun called and hung up.
Called again, hung up again.
Another call came, and Mr. Wang answered: "Why are you calling? Hanging up and not answering means you don't want to see you."
Wang Bolun: "Dad, don't be angry, I just called to ask if everything was okay."
Mr. Wang: "I'm doing fine. I even dreamed of holding my grandson last night. Is there anything wrong? If not, I'll hang up."
Wang Bolun: "Dad, I'm already trying hard to find Chu Xia. Can you please stop targeting me? After all, I'm your biological son."
"If you don't find Chu Xia, you're not my biological son, Mr. Wang, I'm hanging up first."
Mr. Wang hung up the phone, walked up the steps, pushed open the gate, and heard a sound coming from the direction of the kitchen on the other side of the yard.
"Hey, Xiaolin is back~" Old Master Wang closed the gate, turned his head to look at the kitchen, and was suddenly stunned.
The setting sun cast golden light through the swaying leaves and shone onto the kitchen. There was a huge floor-to-ceiling glass in the kitchen, through which you could see the scene inside.
At this time, in the kitchen, a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing an apron, was kneading Yuanxiao in front of the chopping board.
Xie Wanlian raised her head when she heard the voice, smoothed the ends of her hair with the back of her hand, and her face was covered with glutinous rice, and a smile bloomed on her pretty face.
At first glance, the old man's heart seemed to be stabbed.
The charm of her smile is like that of the old man’s deceased wife who had passed away many years ago.
"Grandpa Wang."
“Hey!”
Old Master Wang came back to his senses and shook his head. Perhaps it was the Lantern Festival that made him think of his deceased wife.
She smiled, carried the dishes, changed her shoes, and went into the house, then came to the kitchen: "Xiao Lin's Chinese-style house is really big. It takes a long time to walk from the entrance. You are Xiao Xie, right?"
"Well, hello, Grandpa Wang."
"Okay, okay, is your grandma better now?"
"Much better, thank you very much, squad leader."
"That's good."
Mr. Wang looked at the girl a few more times.
Like, very similar. When she smiles, she looks like Wang Bolun’s mother, but when she doesn’t smile, her eyes look like another woman.
But... he has a grandmother, which means he has a family and is not an orphan.
"Are you making Yuanxiao?"
"I saw you kneading the dough on the chopping board, so I made it."
"You have frostbite on your hands, let me go."
"It's okay, it's okay."
"How can it be okay? Put it down, let me do it."
At this time, Lin Can took a shower, changed into pajamas and walked to the kitchen: "Wanlian, the old man loves you, just let it go."
"Hahaha..." Old Master Wang laughed, "Xiao Lin, am I disturbing you by coming to your house?"
"Don't bother me. I like having you, Mr. Wang, take care of my three meals a day."
"Hahaha, I'm staying at your house. I don't want to stay here for free. I'll take care of the cooking. You all should get out. I don't like people getting in the way in the kitchen. I'll call you later when it's time to eat."
Xie Wanlian: "But..."
Mr. Wang: "But what? Get out now."
"Okay." Xie Wanlian then put down her apron and left.
Old Master Wang looked at Xie Wanlian a few more times and inexplicably liked this little girl.
…
Lin Can pulled Xie Wanlian to sit on the sofa, took out the frostbite cream and gently applied it on her hands.
"Squad leader."
"explain."
"Why are you so nice to me? Don't you know that if you are too nice to a girl, she will fall in love with you?"
"So do you like me?"
"I dare not like you. I am not worthy. Your girlfriends are all so powerful. I can't compete with them. I don't want to serve you and be your little maid, and also the little maid of your girlfriends."
Wanlian had an expression that said 'I tell the truth' - Lin Can had many girlfriends, Xie Wanlian knew it best, and with her status as a particularly poor student, she also owed the class monitor hundreds of thousands of yuan. For someone like me, Xie Wanlian, I'm not worthy of this position, at most I'm just a concubine who serves tea and water to the masters?
Xie Wanlian recognized her reality.
"What's the difference between a maid and not a maid? The ancient way of doing things doesn't work. Everyone is equal, understand?"
"Oh~"
Xie Wanlian has suffered a lot, and she knows best that people are not equal and are divided into different classes.
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