"Song Zhouxing, are you going to die? Just ride your bike, why are you distracted?"
Wanwan patted her chest and said with a frightened look on her face.
After Song Zhouxing stopped the car, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of the scene just now.
It wouldn't be a big deal if he fell, but if his wife, who was sitting behind him and hadn't yet turned into the nest, fell, he would be guilty of a serious crime!
While complaining about Song Zhouxing's riding skills, Wanwan reached out her hand, wanting to take over the important task of riding the bike.
"I'll ride, you sit in the back. I don't dare let you ride anymore! It's too scary!"
Wanwan muttered to herself, and pushed Song Zhouxing, who was sitting in the front, down to sit in the back.
The base of the bicycle he rode today was a little low, and when Song Zhouxing sat on the back, it seemed as if his two long legs had nowhere to go.
In the end, he could only curl up those two dazzling long legs in grievance to prevent them from rubbing against the ground.
"Are you seated?"
The Wanwan driver asked a question before driving forward, and after hearing the answer, he rushed forward.
Not to mention, Wanwan's driving skills are pretty steady. At least much better than the person huddled in the back seat.
So on this country road leading to the county town, a rather funny scene appeared.
A petite girl was pedaling a bicycle that was too large for her size. A tall young man was huddled on the back seat.
"It's obvious this boy is in poor health. He can't even ride a bicycle, yet he has to rely on a little girl. It's really a disgrace to us men."
Even this weak and frail pretty boy has found a wife, but there is no girl who likes a man as masculine as me.
A very strong and muscular man on the road next to him said with a face of envy and aggrieved expression that was very inconsistent with his appearance.
"My dear, you must not choose this weak and frail pretty boy when you are looking for a partner in the future!"
An elderly lady who was walking saw this scene, stopped and said something to the little girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old next to her.
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"Hahaha, Song Zhouxing, did you hear that? They all say you're a gigolo."
Song Zhouxing's cheeks are now red. Don't think too much about it. It's definitely not because of shyness, it's purely because of anger.
"I'll ride next time. You're a girl, so it's not good to ride like that. It's too tiring."
Song Zhouxing, who is usually eloquent at home, suddenly started stuttering.
"Okay, okay." Wanwan replied perfunctorily. Since she agreed, she would decide how to do it when the time comes.
To Song Zhouxing's great embarrassment, they finally arrived at the county town.
I went to the post office to call my father. I wonder how he is doing now, and by the way, I want to ask how long it will take for him to get to us.
We need to prepare some things for him. Given his status, he probably didn't bring much with him when he went to the countryside. This winter is too cold, so we need to prepare more!"
"Okay, then we can go together. My parents' supplies for this month should have arrived by now."
Wanwan knew that ever since the village chief told Song Zhouxing about that incident last time, Song Zhouxing didn't seem to care much on the surface.
But she got up several times at night and saw the candlelight in the small room next door was still on. She looked in through the window and saw Song Zhouxing sitting under the candlelight with a worried look on his face. He seemed to be worried.
The two of them walked slowly towards the post office together.
Today should be Friday. There is a fair in the town and there are quite a lot of people. The post office is packed.
Just as Song Zhouxing was trying to squeeze into the crowd with all his strength, Wanwan reached out and pulled Song Zhouxing.
"What are you doing?" Song Zhouxing was puzzled. If he didn't move faster, he would not be able to squeeze in.
"Come with me, I'll take you to a nice place."
Wanwan said mysteriously.
He led Song Zhouxing into the alley next to him and entered through a hidden door.
After passing through many winding paths, they finally arrived at their destination.
"arrive!"
Seeing that Song Zhouxing was about to rush forward, Wanwan hurriedly grabbed him.
"Wanwan, where is this?"
Song Zhouxing was very confused. This place was very ordinary! It didn't look like anything special.
What are you doing here?
Wanwan lifted the curtain beside her and motioned Song Zhouxing to look outside.
Song Zhouxing didn't understand why, but he followed his inner reaction and looked outside where Wanwan's finger was pointing.
"this?"
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