Grandma was swearing in the house.

One will say that the man's sissy little white face; One will say that the woman is like a small grass carp, and only one pair of eyes can see.

Wen Xueqi and Wu Yu squatted outside the door together, one speechless looking at the sky, the other cursing and drawing circles, doubting life together.

Although they were quite uncomfortable with this scolding, there seemed to be no sufficient reason to refute it.

They had to look at each other with their eyes.

One said, if you have the ability, you can go in, promote your experience store, let the reporter take pictures, and establish a good image of a young man who cares about the society.

The other said, why don't you go in, show the spirit of your school, and behave well in front of the teachers and leaders, so that your classmates will admire you.

One also said that the teacher liked me inherently, and my classmates trusted me in my ability, so I didn't need to stand up to someone's abuse to win more proof.

The other also followed her and said, our Fuyutang has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and its reputation and image have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there is no need to rely on this kind of show-like thing to improve.

Wen Xueqi nodded, you are awesome.

This activity was really done for Su Chunqi, but I didn't expect that this bastard would work hard to chase the girl.

The grandmother in the house did not rest for a moment, and at this moment she scolded against the window again.

"You fools, all your brains have been eaten by dogs, and these unconscionable goods have been taken."

"They are all liars, they are here to take pictures, to play you as monkeys, fools will be deceived by liars, you are all fools, you are all stupid monkeys!"

Grandma's treasure knife is not old, full of energy, and after a while, she was restless with the chickens and dogs who were scolded by her upstairs.

A reporter downstairs heard this and ran up with a camera.

As soon as he turned to the second floor, he saw a young man and a female student squatting in the corridor.

There were broken ceramic pieces on the ground, and both of them looked very depressed, probably something bad had happened.

He instantly became excited, this kind of bad thing is the first thing to look at!

Raised his hand and pressed the shutter, and there were a few "clicks" and "clicks", which startled the two squatting people.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

If this is photographed by a reporter and hyped up to do an event, but the old man is so uncooperative, it will not be a good thing.

Wen Xueqi and Wu Yutong were all staring at the reporter extremely nervously at the moment.

Watch him approach step by step, always watching his mouth.

It's like a player who has just finished a game, watching the referee score. That mood is nervous and apprehensive, and a little, uh, a little expectation?

Finally, the reporter slowly opened his mouth.

His voice is a curse of the devil and an ode to angels.

"Mr. Wu......"

Nice！

Wen Xueqi was so excited that he almost didn't jump up, as if in 90 minutes, he hung the golden hook upside down and killed the football player opposite.

It's so damn good, it's Wu Yutong's reporter over there!

Wu Yutong over there, rubbing his temples with a hideous face, his eyes full of lovelessness.

He waved his hand to the reporter, stood up helplessly and apprehensively, took two deep breaths, and dared to walk to the door of the grandmother.

Although he could call the newspaper and suppress some of the reports. But if someone takes a picture, this evidence will be left, and if anyone wants to get him in the future, this is the handle of public opinion, and what should be guarded against must be guarded against.

Wen Xueqi also knew this, so he put on a posture of sending his relatives with a dog's tail for ten miles, covering his face with one hand, wiping his tears with extreme pomp, but smiling more than anyone else.

"Mr. Wu, we must really care about every old man."

Let this bastard, go and taste Grandma's human cannon, be roasted and tortured by the anger of the airbrush, although it will not do her any good, but happy, hey!

Wu Yutong glanced at her resentfully, her face had already turned the color of pig liver, and there was almost a dark cloud above her head.

He took another deep breath and mourned for himself for a few seconds, then changed into an extremely flattering smile and shouted coquettishly, "Grandma, I'll ...... it"

"Get out!"

Haha, Wen Xueqi covered his stomach and smiled on the railing.

Behind him was the sound of smashing things, with Wu Yutong's sweet ghost crying wolf howl, it was really a lingering sound, endless, the people who listened were refreshed, and the thief was happy.

Unless Wu Yutong formed himself into a ball, rolled directly into the house, and let the grandmother kick a few feet and consume her strength, maybe there would be a chance.

Otherwise, she would have wondered how he could deal with this grumpy old mother.

deserves it, who let him pester her!

Wen Xueqi really didn't understand why Wu Yutong was still pestering her now.

He already has Su Chunqi, and in a short time, she will be popular in most of China. When the time comes, as soon as her matter here is exposed, and he talks about the experience store, won't his business get better in an instant?

If she were Wu Yutong, she would hurry up and pave the way for Su Chunqian now, so that she could be a little more popular earlier.

If she is on fire a day earlier, his experience store business will be better a day earlier.

If the business is good, won't you be able to make money?

With money, what kind of person can't be hired to manage the company, but he still has to pester her as a thug? It's really mindless.

To be successful, you only need three elements.

The first money, the second money, and the third money are still money.

Wu Yutong really lived in vain, and he didn't understand this truth.

Besides, if you really think about the good of your previous life, and you still want her to work for him again, you can wait for her to graduate, promise a high salary, divide the dormitory, and hire her to work.

The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit.

The conditions are good, what kind of fresh graduates can't be invited?

Although she will definitely not go, from Wu Yutong's point of view, normal people will think about things like this.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was unreasonable for him to pester her.

Is it really that you didn't have a brain when you were reborn?

Wen Xueqi remembered that he was just now, while hugging her waist, rubbing her nose, smiling and glad that her nose was not crooked, and suddenly a little scared.

Won't it ......

She hurriedly ordered herself not to think about it again. lest you be like a fool.

What's going on here, can you think about it?

It's not imaginative, it's imaginative horror.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He obviously hates her so much, in his last life, he didn't treat her as a human being, how could he have other ideas?

Unless he's got his brain broken.

After self-denial for a long time, Wen Xueqi's heart calmed down. During this time, there was no sound in the house.

She listened with her ears pricked up for a long time, but she couldn't even understand the sound of the voice.

Goosebumps are rising, my old swan, nothing will happen to that bastard, right?!

Caring about nothing else, she rushed in, but bumped into an extremely strange picture.

I saw that the grandmother was sitting upright on the chair, her hands elegantly together, and behind her, the person who was diligent in pinching her shoulders and beating her back, who was not Wu Yutong?

What's going on?

Wu Yutong hurriedly gave her a look, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and come over to comb the grandmother's hair." ”

Wen Xueqi was a little stunned, and couldn't figure out what was going on, so he had to nod obediently, walked over lightly, and took a peach wood comb engraved with dragon and phoenix Chengxiang.

During this period, she asked Wu Yutong with her eyes, "What's going on?" ”

Wu Yutong responded to her and asked her to talk less, ask less and do more.

Cut!

Wen Xueqi glared at him angrily, she really had a brain pump, so she would worry about him hanging in this room.

Grandma stared at Wen Xueqi, observing her every move.

Whenever her steps widened, her eyes widened violently, making Wen Xueqi awkward.

I had to learn from the TV series, where everyone looks beautiful, walking slowly, moving, and not wrinkling their skirts in the wind.

Wu Yutong gave her the position in the back, and he turned to the front, squatting on the ground and beating the legs of the grandmother.

Grandma didn't feel much happy, snorted coldly, and muttered to herself.

"Broken pot with rotten iron, wool with cotton socks, what kind of person meets what kind of person!"

Wen Xueqi smashed and grinded for a long time, and he was not sure whether he was praising them or scolding them.

She observed that Grandma's room was neatly tidy, with all the basins and shoes under the bed, and that there were only two long empty tables.

On one of the tables, there were some biscuits, peach cakes and Soviet-style dim sum, a white enamel jar printed with big red wedding characters, an army-green tea jar, and a pair of old wooden chopsticks.

On the other table, there are mirrors, combs, jewelry boxes with no lids, books, and a few picture frames.

The picture frames are all grandmothers from her youth, and it can be seen that she was a big beauty at that time.

The slightly smaller one, she wore two braids, wore a schoolgirl uniform, a small hexagram with a black skirt, plus stockings and small leather shoes, a girl's youthful appearance, it seems that she is still in a noble middle school.

The slightly larger one, her hair was all scattered, she was wearing a Western-style floral dress, carrying a small handbag, and she was already a slim lady.

In the last one, she is wearing a thick cloth dress, with short ear-length hair, holding a one-year-old child, smiling very happily, and exuding maternal brilliance.

The boy had big dark eyes, and at first glance he was a man of a sharp mind.

The one that fell in the middle, and the one with the largest frame, was a photo of men and women.

The two of them sat precariously with a somewhat serious expression, one wearing a uniform and a hat, and the other combing his hair all the way back.

That thin, weak, cold-faced, and seemingly unsmiling young man should be Grandpa Niu.

Grandpa Niu looks quite temperamental, not like a good person to get along with.

But Grandma Grandma found the largest frame for their group photo and put it in the center, which shows the weight of his mind in her mind.

Probably Grandpa Niu is outside, and when he arrives in front of Grandma, he is honestly like something, so Grandma Niu will be spoiled with such a temper.

Thinking about being close to her, Wen Xueqi mustered up her courage and took the initiative to talk to the grandmother.

"Grandma, you were so beautiful when you were young, and grandpa looked very upright, you must be very happy."

Grandma's eyes really showed a trace of warmth, she seemed to remember something, a tense face was much soothed, the corners of her mouth rose a little, and her heart was happy.

But immediately regained a stinky face, staring at Wen Xueqi in the mirror, and his tone was very unkind.

"The mouth owes stitches, doesn't it? Why are there so many words?! ”

“……”

This old mother is really incurable!

Wu Yu held back a smile, and also returned to Wen Xueqi with schadenfreude. I got up and picked out two hairpins and handed them to the grandmother.

"Grandma, look, which one should we not have today?"

Grandma didn't bother to pay attention to him, "Look at it yourself, I promised to help you, but I didn't want to serve you." ”

Wu Yu nodded hurriedly, "You're right, I'm here to serve you today." As he spoke, he handed the hairpin to Wen Xueqi to choose.

Grandma Niu is a fastidious person, with a pair of silver earrings on her ears, a pair of silver bracelets on her hands and neck, and her hair accessories are naturally not shabby.

Wen Xueqi picked out a hairpin with a silver string and pulled up the grandmother's hair.

She holds a hairpin in her mouth, holds her hair in one hand, and holds a hairpin in the other.

Wu Yu helped next to her, holding a comb and a haircut.

Wen Xueqi's original intention was to put the hair in the hair collaps, and then use the hairpin to pass through the hair collar, fix it, and then match it with a hairpin decoration.

Helpless, the hair next to your milk's ears is a little short, and she can't hold it back, she is a little anxious, and wants Wu Yutong to give her the comb.

Because both hands were occupied, and there was a hairpin in his mouth, he could only whisper "uh-huh" and signal him with his eyes.

Wu Yu and the bastard, at this time, they made a fool, thinking that she was asking him to help hold her hair, so she hurriedly reached out to touch it.

He's going to mess with his hair, but don't mess with it!

Wen Xueqi kicked him with his foot and stared at his hand to signal. But he thought he was disgusted with his dirty hands, so he quickly wiped them with a towel and went back to touch his hair.

Wen Xueqi kicked him angrily several times, and her face turned red.

This bastard, why is he so stupid at a critical time!

Grandma couldn't help but scold, "The tongue has been eaten in the stomach, and it won't squeak or squeak?" ”

As he spoke, he slammed Wu Yu with the same punch, "You are a monkey who was chopped off your hand, and you are left to jump, right?" Can't pick up hairpins?! ”

Wu Yutong is also anxious, these two women are too difficult to serve!

He is a big man, and he has never had long hair, how can he know how to tie his hair?

He looked at a comb in his left hand and a small black card and hair in his right hand, but he couldn't free them up.

simply lowered his head, and used his mouth to catch the hairpin, giving her a chance to speak freely.

When he touched the corner of his lips, he couldn't help but slow down and look at her a few more times.

She seemed frightened, and did not dodge him, or pushed him away, but just stood there dumbfounded.

His cheeks were red, like an apple, and he wanted to take a bite; A pair of eyelashes were trembling gently, and his heart and liver were trembling together; And her eyes were all about his face, and nothing else.

Grandma, he thought, was right.

Chasing girls depends on being bold and careful, thick-skinned, only thick-skinned, not bold, then you chase a fart.

How bold is man, how fruitful is the earth.

Grandma looked at the monkey butt in the mirror and couldn't help but mock.

"It's been said a long time ago, what kind of people look for what kind of people!"