Bao Lu looked at the man who was following behind him and felt that he had been trapped.

I don't know what evil I have fallen into, and he was dizzy with a few words, why did he agree to take him to his house to beg for saliva to drink? What did he say, the money bag in the bazaar was touched away, and the two of them chased him to the neighborhood and got separated, where he was unfamiliar with the place, and when he was thirsty, he could not find a place to drink water. What is said to meet is fate, not to mention that he also helped himself pick up an unspeakable object, how to see that the sun is shining brightly and take him back to take a breath......

In fact, he was not a good young man, a modern living Lei Feng, and the high-standard character of doing good deeds that requires supreme sentiment is actually not embarrassing to himself, but since he is licking his face and following, he has seen that he has arrived at the door, and it is not easy to drive people away.

So the mama, who had already arranged the meal and was sitting at the table waiting for Baolu to come back, saw the following scene.

The dejected Bao Lu led the way in front of him, followed by a beautiful young man holding the basin with a smile, and his mouth seemed to be muttering something, but the more he said that the lower the Bao Lu's head was, the more he had the urge to bury it directly in the soil.

"Bao girl, why did you bring the guests back?" Mama stood up and took the basin and put it under the shady eaves, and asked Baolu.

"Hello auntie, I'm her friend, I just met outside, thinking about the hot weather and coming in to beg for water." The man was quite polite and preemptively replied.

"Oh, I've got some cold tea in it, so drink it when you're thirsty." Mama was originally a kind-hearted person, and when she heard that it was Baolu's friend, she was more enthusiastic, so she took him by the hand and entered the house.

Mama was actually thinking about something else in her heart, and the family affairs arranged for Baolu a few days ago were pushed by her with all kinds of excuses, but she was looking for someone she liked outside, and she was embarrassed to say it directly. It looks like he just entered the door, it must be the man's own initiative to find a showdown, Baolu is afraid that he will not agree to be so unhappy.

This girl, usually thinks a lot in her heart, and she doesn't explain a lot of words to herself, if she is really a good one, how can she be black-hearted? Mo said that he is old and his mind is aging, in his current form, he is looking forward to Baolu being able to quickly find a stable person to become a family, so that he can be regarded as having a place in the second half of his life.

Baolu, who came in behind, didn't know that Mama had already calculated in her heart that she was taking the time to go to the blind fortune teller at the gate of the temple to see which day in recent months was an auspicious day for the zodiac, suitable for marriage. She thought it would be better for this person to drink the water and send him away, as far as his foolish mouth was concerned, it would be a bit of a waste of talent to start a pyramid scheme organization without developing a downline.

Who knows that Mama is planning to keep people for a while, by the way to inquire about the person's family situation, although anxious to marry Baolu, but also have to be safe, not just look at the young man's pleasing eyes enough, many crazy men and women become enemies after marriage, and most of the small contradictions have worn out the feelings of the two.

So, in a willing to fight, stay and have a light meal together; A person who is willing to suffer - I wish to stay a little longer and get along with Bao Lu, and the three people who are logical sit at a table.

"I haven't asked what to call you? Just the call of the son and the son is extraordinary. Mama picked up a stir-fried cabbage and put it in the man's bowl.

"My surname is Han, and I am the third in the family, so you call me San'er, and my family used to call me that." The one named Han San didn't dislike it, so he took a bite of the cabbage that Mama gave him.

'San'er? I'm still a senior! If you don't discuss with your father to change your surname, forget about the surname Guo! Bao Lu was depressed and buried in counting the grains of rice, usually I didn't see Mama talking so enthusiastically with the neighbors around her, why did the sun come out in the west today, and chatted with people so happily.

"San'er, it's more pleasant to call like this. You said that you are the third oldest in the family, and there are two brothers on it, I don't know if you are married? Mama asked like a family talker, but she was thinking in her heart that if Baolu got married, she didn't know if she could get along well with each other.

"The two elder brothers went when they were young, and they didn't have time to get married and leave a bloodline. There is only one mother and one sister in the family. Han San replied honestly, he didn't seem to have much affection for the two brothers, and he didn't look very sad when he talked about it.

"It's mine, no, I shouldn't have asked you this." Mama was a little embarrassed for a while, but she was relieved in her heart, the widow and sister-in-law are always much easier to deal with than a group of concubines, if you marry in the past, Baolu will only serve the old mother in the future, and it must be much easier.

"It's nothing, it's all many years ago, and Mama doesn't have to take it to heart." Han San smiled, stretched out his chopsticks and took another piece of tofu in the soup and ate it.

"Seeing that you are young, it is not easy to support the two people in your family, I don't know what you do for a living?" Mama saw that he really didn't care, so she continued to sound.

"Actually, I don't have any skills myself, I mostly live on the fields and shops left by my ancestors, but fortunately, I can also let my mother and little sister have enough food and clothing." Han San said a little modestly that he was not impatient with Mama's interrogation, and he told Mama in detail every question and answer.

'Fields and shops? Hmph, I'm not wrong, I'm really a rich second generation who doesn't hesitate, what kind of poor noble son is pretending, he also eats these dishes that don't have much oil and water in his own house, why do the chopsticks move so fast? The tofu in the soup is almost finished! Bao Lu glanced at him, hatefully brought the soup bowl directly in front of him, and poured the remaining few pieces of tofu into his bowl one by one.

"Why are you so unruly?" Mama knocked the green bowl with chopsticks, a little resentful of this short-eyed girl, how can she deliberately act like this to annoy people according to what others like? The rules taught in the prime minister's house in the past have been forgotten to the heels, right?

"He's almost finished, and I'm not full yet!"

Pouting, Bao Lu muttered and complained, Mama is really eccentric, good-looking people are especially easy to get preference, and they are the ones who follow Mama every day! How can you discipline yourself in front of outsiders?

"You're still talking back!" Mama said angrily, hating her for not knowing how to be a lady in front of men.

"Auntie, don't be angry, it's all my fault, it's been a long time since I've been so lively sitting together eating home-cooked food, and I couldn't hold back my greed for a while." Han San saw Baolu's aggrieved appearance, and avenged Baolu's grievances and blocked Mama's reproachful eyes.

"Usually at home, don't your mother and little sister eat with you?" Mama was a little puzzled, it was said that he was the only son left in the family, and it made no sense that his mother was not close to him.

"I'm afraid you'll laugh at it, but my biological mother is just one of my father's concubines, and I went there as early as when I was a child, so I am not very close to my father's wife. Don't say that eating at the same table, even if you see it on weekdays, you don't have much to say. Han San put down his chopsticks, looking a little uncomfortable, judging the appearance of the hippie smiling face before.