I just got out of the back of the car, and the old man who kept the bicycle next to me looked at me with the eyes of an underground worker, and he looked full of interest. I smiled back and was about to tell him that I was a staunch supporter of the Communist Party, when I noticed a big hole in a plastic bag in my hand, and the lovely potatoes in it had rolled out mischievously.

"!" I cursed in my heart, is even a little potato going to leave me? With nowhere to vent my grievances, I had no choice but to abandon the "traitor" who was ten meters away. But before I could take two steps, the old man called out to me, "Girl, your things have dropped." ”

"Don't do it!" I glared at the potatoes in annoyance.

"Yo? That's not going to work! Your potatoes are in the middle of the road, and if someone rides a bicycle for a while, won't it hit someone's house? Besides, there's such a waste these days, you can't just throw things away! The old man chattered endlessly.

I think if I don't pick it up again, he will definitely start talking about reform and opening up. Besides, Xie Chen pointed out early in the morning that he wanted me to make mashed potatoes, and I couldn't disrespect it, so I had to pick potatoes in a hurry.

But the moment I bent over, I caught a glimpse of a black figure behind a white van on the side. I tirelessly packed up the potatoes and ran towards the van, but saw nothing.

A long time later, when I was sorting out the past a little bit, I suddenly remembered that in fact, behind me, there was often such a figure that was about to leave. It's like a shadow of myself, which only quickly disappears when the sun comes out.

But at the moment, my first reaction was to be followed by Xie Chen's despicable villain. If he really saw the scene I complained about just now, he wouldn't torture me to death with this matter in the future? So I hurried home, only to find him sitting in the living room reading the newspaper.

He has a quirk, often wearing a pair of big black-rimmed glasses when reading books and newspapers, and feels like a scholar himself, but in my eyes he looks like a perverted doctor or a lewd rogue teacher! When he saw me running over in a huff, he looked up lazily, held on to his glasses and said, "Oh? Mr. Lin, what's wrong with today? Could it be that he was slapped in the face again? ”

His tone was full of sarcasm. When I heard him reveal my scars, I suddenly became so angry that I forgot what I wanted to ask, "You don't have garlic for me!" ”

"Oh? Wrong? He raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that it's the 'big aunt' who is in a panic again?" ”

I screamed and snatched the newspaper from his hand. A smug smile flashed across his face, and I quickly realized that he was deliberately provoking me again, and every time he provoked me to burn my heart with a few words, and then he "went to war" with me in a high-sounding manner. I recovered my mood and said in a very modest tone: "If you are empty, you can go out and burn incense and worship a Buddha." Anyway, you have a lot of money, donating a few temples may be able to eliminate disasters and avoid sins in the next life! ”

I said it politely, and it perfectly concealed the malice in my words. He didn't know if he could hear me, but he pointed to the couch next to him and motioned for me to sit down. But that's just a formality, and he usually skips my nod or shake my head and rudely pulls me over.

But this time, when he pulled me to sit in front of him, his brow suddenly frowned, and then pressed my bulging pocket, "What's that?" ”

I was also confused because my coat was so thick that I didn't know when I was stuffing something in my pocket.

"What's going on?" He couldn't help laughing, "With such a big thing in your pocket, as a murder weapon?" ”

Then I remembered that I had just stuffed the potatoes into my pocket in a hurry, and smiled awkwardly. He held the potato up to his eyes, squinting left and right, as if he were looking at some treasure.

"See what?" When curiosity came up, I lost my vigilance for a moment, and leaned over to see what the mystery of the suspicious potato was.

He sighed for a moment, then suddenly looked at me and asked seriously, "Do you want to give me a baby?" ”

Have a baby?

I remember very early on, I naively asked my mother where I came from. Mom and Dad always gave the same answer every time, saying that I picked it up from the river. When I grew up, I couldn't hide this perfunctory statement, so their answer added a bit of mythology, saying that my mother accidentally swallowed grape seeds while eating grapes. I was so convinced of this statement that I told my little friend so mysteriously that for a while, we were completely afraid to eat any fruit with seeds. What's even more ridiculous is that when I ate watermelon once, I didn't shave the melon seeds inside, and after accidentally swallowing a watermelon seed, I thought I was going to give birth, and then I painted many pictures of my soon-to-be-born "child" with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

However, these funny memories did not make me feel any light, Xie Chen's eyes were facing me, and there was a smile on his face waiting for me to speak. My face turned white in an instant.

At first, I thought that if I accidentally got pregnant, I would kill myself, and I would never survive. Fortunately, after such a long time, there have been no accidents, and Xie Chen has never mentioned this topic. But I don't know why he asked me this all of a sudden.

He did ask me, and the meaning of his inquiry was obvious, but past experience told me that there must be fraud in this. So I quickly ran my brain and cerebellum, and after sorting out the logic, I smiled and said, "Okay! ”