Chapter Seventy-Eight: Door-to-door 3
Wen Youyou's family is not like Zhang Jing's family, it is in a high-rise building in the community; It's not like Ning Zhichu's family, it's a pure ecological house in the countryside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wen Youyou's home is in the villa area.
A villa area covering an area of about 1,000 acres.
Ning Zhichu looked up, and the three words "Thousand Words Snow" hanging on the doorpost at the gate of the villa area couldn't calm down for a long time.
Of course, Ning Zhichu knows the value of the 'Thousand Words Snow' villa area in Xinning District, and it is no exaggeration to say that the villas here live with the most important and social status people in Xinyang City. Ten years later, Qianyanxue's villa with the worst location and the worst feng shui has risen to 200,000 square meters.
"Eh, Zhang Jing, do you say that Wen Youyou's house is here? Let's not go wrong. ”
After Ning Zhichu knew that this was Qianyan Xue, his heart was not without worries, and he was full of frustration. After all, Wen Youyou, who has an annual income of about 500,000 yuan and the mother of the chairman of the group, who lives in such a high-end villa, probably won't like a poor boy from the countryside.
Although there are often rich daughters who live with poor male protagonists desperately for love, and get an enviable and beautiful life in the end, those are the conjectures of literati or ordinary people, and they can't be taken seriously. After all, in reality, these four words are not casually handed down from history to today.
Zhang Jing was about to say hello to the security guard at the door, and after hearing Ning Zhichu's question, she turned her head and asked suspiciously, "Yes, what's wrong?" ”
Facing Zhang Jing's puzzled eyes, Ning Zhichu hesitated for a moment and said, "It's okay." ”
"Hey, Jingjing, Jingjing, I'm here."
Zhang Jing just wanted to be close to the security guard, after all, Zhang Jing had been here four or five times, and the security guards could recognize Zhang Jing. Without waiting for Zhang Jing to say a few words to the security guard, Wen Youyou ran out of the villa area.
Seeing this, the young security guard smiled, "Classmate Zhang, since the owners have come out to pick you up, then you can directly say to your classmates." ”
Zhang Jing nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, but thank you, big brother." ”
"I guess the two of you should be here at this time, and sure enough, I'm still quite accurate."
Wen Youyou, who stopped, ran a little out of breath, so that Zhang Jing and Ning Zhichu didn't know what to say.
Today's Wen Youyou, I don't know if it's because I'm at home, so I'm wearing a little more daily: pale yellow canvas shoes, white linen pants, and a black letter long-sleeved T-shirt. Her long hair, which had grown to her shoulders, was neatly tied up by her, and she kept a ponytail that swayed with the panting motion.
Zhang Jing patted Wen Youyou's back helplessly and said, "Youyou, can't you use it?" ”
Wen Youyou gasped for breath while smiling and replied intermittently, "Aren't I in a hurry to pick you up?" ”
Zhang Jing pursed her lips, and then said, "We are not children. Besides, I've been here several times, are you still afraid that Ning Zhichu and I will get lost? Let's go, don't let my aunt wait. ”
Wen Youyou heard the words and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay." ”
Then he glanced at Ning Zhichu, and after seeing Ning Zhichu's dressing, he seemed to feel that he was a little different than usual, but if he looked carefully, he didn't find anything different. After thinking about it, Wen Youyou laughed at himself in his heart, yes, he usually wears school uniforms at school, how can he wear his own clothes like today.
Soon, Wen Youyou took Ning Zhichu and Zhang Jing to his house.
The first thing that entered Ning Zhichu's eyes was a flower stand, on which were placed all kinds of flower pots, and some flowers that bloomed in all seasons were planted in the flower pots one by one. When you turn the flower stand, you can see a tea table with a black and white sofa and a black glass table. On the tea table, there are several small plates, which contain common snacks such as raisins, peanuts, green beans, red dates, and melon seeds.
On the wall opposite the sofa hangs a 65-inch TV. At this moment, a variety show is playing on the TV. Under the TV, there is a row of white wooden tables with some wood carvings and stone carvings and other decorations. Walking in front of the TV, there is a restaurant.
There is a table and five or six chairs in the dining room, and next to the dining table is the kitchen, and the mother Wu that Wen Yueli said is cutting shredded potatoes at this moment. And Wen Yueli herself is cleaning the iron pot and iron spatula, preparing to fry a plate of her best sour and hot shredded potatoes.
"Sit down."
Wen Youyou ushered people in, pointed to the sofa, and said casually, "What do you want to eat, there are all on this table." By the way, you want to watch a TV show? ”
As he spoke, Wen Youyou threw the remote control of the TV to Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing took it, thought about it, and said, "I don't know what program to watch, I haven't watched TV for a long time, and my mother won't let me watch it." Zhichu, do you know what shows are better? ”
Ning Zhichu heard this, and smiled, "I'm not interested in this aspect, and I didn't watch TV when I was in the second year of junior high school." ”
Zhang Jing pursed her lips and said in disgust, "No wonder you look like a nerd." ”
Ning Zhichu: ..........
"Eh, you're here?"
At this time, Wen Yueli turned around and came out of the kitchen. Wen Yueli was also dressed casually in home clothes today, and tied an apron in front of her, which made it difficult for Ning Zhichu to imagine that Mother Wen, who was full of majesty in the hospital that day, was the same person as Mother Wen, who had a soft face today.
"Then whatever you want to eat, there are snacks on the table that you young people like to eat, take it yourself. Yoyo, with your help in the reception, I will fry this sour and hot shredded potato, and you can start the meal. ”
After speaking, Wen Yueli got into it again, and even Zhang Jing didn't have time to say hello to her.
"How can my aunt cook by herself today?"
Zhang Jing, who casually tuned an entertainment program to watch, stuck a red date with a toothpick, and asked vaguely while eating.
Wen Youyou is also wondering, in her memory, she rarely sees her mother cooking. From childhood to adulthood, Wen Youyou's food was basically cooked by Wu's mother herself. So she is also confused now, very tasteful, "I don't know, I guess I'm very happy to see you here." ”
Zhang Jing rolled her eyes, "What you say is all nonsense." ”
Wen Youyou no longer bothered with the white eyes of his girlfriend, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Ning Zhichu, "Zhichu, don't be restrained, you can eat whatever you want." I see how you seem to be nervous. ”
Ning Zhichu took the teacup and smiled slightly, "It's okay, but Yoyo, your family is really big." After speaking, Ning Zhichu also deliberately turned his head to look at the room environment.
Hearing this, Wen Youyou's face darkened a little, "Although it's big, it's not very good." ”
Ning Zhichu didn't hear clearly, "Huh? ”
"It's fine." Wen Youyou waved his hand and said quickly, quickly reacting, and took back the emotions he had just revealed.
After about ten minutes, Wen Yueli shouted in the restaurant, "It's time to eat." ”