Chapter 329: Her mouth is so sharp that I can’t resist it.
He Rongrong's face was full of admiration, "Ajiu, you are really too awesome."
"I wish I had half the power of you."
Wen Jiu touched his nose guiltily, "How can I be as amazing as you say?"
It’s all thanks to our predecessors.
She was a bargain hunter.
The two hadn't seen each other for a few days, but it seemed like years had passed. They had endless things to talk about and chattered non-stop. Their laughter even woke up He Sheng who was sleeping next door.
But He Sheng didn't want to disturb their conversation, so he just lay quietly on the bed without a word. He couldn't get up without anyone's help.
By the time they were warming the wine and feeling hungry, they were surprised to find that two hours had passed.
He Rongrong jumped up in surprise, "I told you that I had forgotten my dad. Wait a minute, I'll go ask him if he's hungry."
After she finished speaking, she hurried to the next room.
He Sheng was afraid that she would think too much, so he pretended to be asleep and only opened his eyes when He Rongrong called him.
"What's up, girl?"
He Rongrong asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
He Sheng shook his head. "No, just help me up and put me in the wheelchair! I want to go outside and get some sun."
"Okay, I'll help you up."
Although he has lost a lot of weight in the past few months, he still has the skeleton of an adult man, so he is still heavy even if he is thin.
It was still a little difficult for He Rongrong to support him. In just half a minute of helping him from the bed to the wheelchair, her forehead was sweating.
Wenjiu realized it belatedly and wanted to help. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Wenjiu pushing He Sheng out of the house.
She smiled and greeted, "Uncle He."
He Sheng said kindly, "Are you here? Rongrong made some tofu two days ago. Don't you like tofu and meatball soup? Let Rongrong cook something for you later when I cook."
In the eyes of the elderly, eating is the most important thing, and being able to eat means good health.
Wenjiu went over to help him push the wheelchair, "Then let Rongrong cook and I'll push you out for a walk! It's snowing recently and you must not have gone out."
"Okay, okay."
He Sheng naturally agreed readily. He had been staying at home for several days without going out.
It was sunny and warm at noon, and people were sitting on stools everywhere on the street outside to bask in the sun and chat. When Aunt Qian saw Wenjiu pushing He Sheng out for a stroll, she stood up and greeted them with a smile.
"You guys come out and take a look too!"
"I haven't seen you for a while. Are you feeling better lately?"
As she spoke, she enthusiastically grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds and peanuts from her pocket and stuffed them into He Sheng's hands.
He Sheng was so frightened that he immediately started pretending to be sick, coughing one after another as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.
"I..." His face turned red from coughing, and he gasped, "That's it... I caught a cold recently and my stomach hurts all over."
"That's really not good." Aunt Qian looked at He Sheng with a sigh, "Ajiu! Take your uncle He to see a doctor! Coughing for a long time will damage your lungs."
Wen Jiu suppressed his laughter and said, "Okay, okay, thank you Aunt Qian for reminding me, I'll go right away."
As she spoke, she pushed He Sheng away.
"Hahaha……"
After he was far away from Aunt Qian, Wen Jiu dared to smile, "Uncle He, how big a shadow did Aunt Qian leave on you? How come you even learned to pretend to be sick?"
He Sheng said embarrassedly: "Her mouth is too sharp and I can't handle it."
When he thought of the days when Aunt Qian chased him and said she wanted to introduce him to a wife, he felt a fear of being dominated.
It's just horrible.
He is in such a state and still in debt, and he hasn't even found a dowry for his daughter. What's the point of him getting married again?
Serve him?
Why should people serve him?
"My plan now is to do something and earn some money next year when my leg is healed, so that I can pay you back and save up a dowry for Rongrong, and marry her off in style." He Sheng said this sincerely.
After going through that, he knew who was the best and closest person to him in the world, and he also knew who he felt most sorry for. For the remaining decades, he just wanted to stay with He Rongrong.
Wen Jiu could tell that this was what He Sheng really thought. "That's great. I'll arrange some work for you when your leg is healed."
Both father and daughter are strong.
As long as they don't pay her back the money they owe her, they will remember it in their hearts!
There is no point in telling them there is no rush. It is better to provide them with practical ways to make money.
He Sheng did not refuse, he knew it was too difficult to make money with his own ability.
"You girl!"
"Rongrong and I will never be able to repay you for what we owe you in this lifetime." He Sheng choked up a little. If it weren't for the warm wine, he and He Rongrong wouldn't know what kind of life they would be living now.
It's hard to tell whether he is alive or not.
Wen Jiu smiled and said, "What do you owe me? Rongrong has helped me a lot in the past! Don't think too much. It's important to take good care of your body. You will have someone to support you in Rongrong."
Having parents and family who love you is the greatest confidence for women in this era.
“Yes, yes, yes.”
He Sheng nodded repeatedly, "When I get better, Rongrong will have less to worry about."
The two of them walked around the street for a while, and when they felt that He Rongrong had finished her meal, they turned back. They saw a vendor selling candied haws on the street, so they bought two and brought them back to her.
After returning home, Wen Jiu sneaked into the kitchen and took out the candied haws hidden behind him and put them in front of He Rongrong.
"I bought you some candied haws."
He Rongrong's eyes were obviously brightened, but she still said angrily: "You're spending money again."
Wen Jiu replied: "What's wrong with spending money? You spend time on me and I spend money on you."
“Isn’t this normal?”
"You can't let me be a Pixiu, taking in without giving out and taking advantage of you, right?"
"Are you still taking advantage of me?"
"I'm obviously taking advantage of you!"
Seeing He Rongrong was about to say something, Wen Jiu used his hand to shut her up, "Stop! The only difference between you and my brother is that you didn't come out of my mother's belly. You're having a hard time now, so what's wrong with me helping you a little more?"
"I'll get angry if you keep nagging me!"
"The meal is ready but I'm not hungry."
She let go of her hand after she finished speaking. He Rongrong helplessly patted the dust that had rubbed off on her body from somewhere and said softly, "It's almost done. Help me take the candied haws out!"
"The kitchen is full of fumes, and the candied haws don't taste good when they get on your plate."
"Okay!"
"Then I'm going out!"
Wen Jiu went out happily and chatted with He Sheng and Aunt Zhao outside. While they were chatting, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure at the door, so he got up and went out.
"Why are you here?"
Qiu Hai glanced behind Wen Jiu and asked with some concern: "They probably didn't see me, did they?"
He hadn't seen Aunt Zhao for a long time, and just now he wanted to get closer to take a look. When he saw Wen Jiu stand up, he realized that he had gotten too close, and was worried that Aunt Zhao would see him.
Wen Jiu chuckled and said teasingly, "You weren't afraid when you were robbing people on the street, so why are you afraid of Aunt Zhao, an old lady?"
As smart as she is, she can't figure out what kind of relationship they have. He can't be Aunt Zhao's grandson who is living away from home, right?
But that doesn’t make sense!
If it was really as she guessed, why didn't these two orphans and their widow recognize each other?
Wouldn't life be better after we met?
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