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Chapter 112 - If his grandson was too useless, then he would just have her be his adopted granddaughter. (1)

“Xiao Zong, you go over there right now and have Rugui invite the girl over to our place!”

Uncle Zong was surprised, “Don’t you want to go in person, Commander?”

Old Mr. Wen said resentfully, “You really need to use your brain sometimes. If I go there in person, what would others say about the girl if they see us? What if the girl isn’t interested in Rugui? I’d be doing her a disservice then.”

Uncle Zong was enlightened. “Oh, I see, Commander. That was why you interrupted what I was saying earlier.”

Old Mr. Wen pushed his lips out a little. “Of course. Lao Jiang has loose lips. If he finds out, then everyone at the compound will find out. Oh right, you keep using Young Grass going forward. Don’t slip!”

Young Grass was a great alias. Even if they slipped up somewhere outside of the house, people would just think they were talking about his green grass.

He was so smart!

Uncle Zong nodded. “I’ll go right now. But Commander, what if the girl didn’t wish to visit?”

Old Mr. Wen, “How are you so stupid? Of course you can’t force her if she is unwilling. You’d respect her wishes! Now hurry up and go!”

This being the first time Rugui had shown interest in a girl, of course they would need to coddle her. Where would he find the next one if they had scared this one away?

Uncle Zong nodded, dashed out of the house, and launched into a mad run again.

***

At the front entrance.

Wen Rugui’s ears turned red visibly after Tong Xuelu had said what she said.

She almost couldn’t help but bust out laughing when she saw that.

This Wen Rugui was so innocent still.

Tong Xuelu had seen too many oily men in her previous life and hadn’t seen an innocent one like this in a very long time.

Looking at his slightly pink ears, Tong Xuelu pretended to be surprised and asked, “Comrade Wen, what happened to your ears?”

“……”

Wen Rugui cleared his throat and said uncomfortably, “The sun was beating down too hard.”

Having said that, he turned the other direction so Tong Xuelu couldn’t see his ear. Nevertheless, when he turned, she could now see his other ear.

Tong Xuelu, “Aiya, your left ear is red too. I guess the sun really doesn’t agree with you.”

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Wen Rugui, “……”

Now his ears were not the only part that was red on him. Even his cheeks started to burn visibly.

Oh boy, this man was way too innocent!

Tong Xuelu blinked her almond eyes, cocked her head, and asked, “Comrade Wen, I have a couple questions for you.”

Wen Rugui, “Go ahead, Comrade Tong.”

Tong Xuelu, “Are you married, Comrade Wen?”

Wen Rugui hadn’t expected that to be her question. He paused a little, shook his head, and said, “No.”

“Are you seeing anyone then?”

“No.”

Tong Xuelu’s red lips curved and there were fragments of lights in her eyes. “What a coincidence. Me neither.”

Wen Rugui felt his heart throb violently, “…… Indeed it is.”

Tong Xuelu pouted and put on a very aggrieved look, “I came all this way to bring you yummy food. My arms are tired. Why haven’t you taken them from me yet?”

Wen Rugui finally recollected himself and quickly took the stuff from her.

Noticing that they were somewhat heavy, he felt a little regretful. How did he not notice that sooner?

The corners of Tong Xuelu’s lips curved upward, “Thank you, Comrade Wen. You are so nice!”

Wen Rugui’s heart skipped a beat and now his pink cheeks turned beet red.

Looking at his pink cheeks, Tong Xuelu’s stomach almost hurt from holding back her laughter. “Comrade Pu said you can’t handle too much spice, so I didn’t use too many peppers. Other than the fish, I’ve made some green bean cakes as well.”

Wen Rugui’s black eyes were beaming. “Thank you so much! I like green bean cakes as well.”

Tong Xuelu smiled and said, “I’m glad you like them. So my trip coming all the way here from Yanqing County this morning wasn’t wasted. I worried that the fish would get cold if I was to bring it all the way from Yanqing County, so I prepared it at my friend’s place. It took me hours to make.”

She was not one to hide all the efforts that she had put into something. It was vital to let the recipients know how much work she had put into it.

Wen Rugui was even more regretful. Why didn’t he think about that when she called him yesterday?

She didn’t live in the city. It must be a hassle for her to make him food.

Before he could even say anything, Uncle Zong arrived.

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