Chapter 140 Different

Xiaoqiong's father found that Erhei was really different from the normal listener he saw all the way. Thinking that he had hissed like a beast and called his daughter's name vaguely before, he couldn't help looking at Erhei carefully. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. He wore a pair of indistinguishable gloves on his hand, and his face And the fluff on his neck, as if it had not evolved, can't help but feel uneasy. I can't imagine what life will be like when people in a city like Xiaoqiong marry him, and I can't guess how the two know each other. How could Xiaoqiong fall in love with you? She can't help asking, "What's your name?"

Erhei stammered, "Two - Black!"

Xiaoqiong's father was stunned and suspected that he was a little crazy. He was a little panicked and asked tightly, "Erhei, where do you live? Who else is there?"

In the second dark, Xiaoqiong's father took a long time to understand. He probably understood that his family lived in the mountains, but his parents' situation was still not clear. Xiaoqiong couldn't believe that Xiaoqiong was with him. She was disappointed in her heart. She thought that Xiaoqiong should suffer from marrying such a person. The door was not right. , the door was wrong. I guessed his level of education again and found that he was illiterate and didn't know a word. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. It was strange that his daughter had something to do with him and fell in love with him. He almost regretted it. He didn't know the situation, so he took him away and stayed. My wife is alone, maybe she is too reckless.

However, I don't want to turn back at this time. If I bow my head to my wife and admit defeat, I know that this will make my wife even more convinced that my decision is correct. If I am proud, I will be more arrogant to myself in the future. I don't pay attention to myself. I think that Xiaoqiong likes him anyway. I don't like Lu Weiming. It's not belong to that. Sooner or later, I plan to take Erhei home with me.

Along the way, Xiaoqiong's father saw that the color of the clothes worn by Erhei was a little dark, not bright, like those worn by people in the countryside. They were a little outdated, and they were not very generous and neat at all, like stalls, wrinkled, not like his daughter's style at all. I don't know if he has been with more rich people during this period, and even have the ability to appreciate them. It has all changed, and I can't help asking tentatively, "Erhei, who bought this dress from you?"

Erhei said, "Xue----Li!"

Xiaoqiong's father was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. He muttered from his mouth, "Oh, no wonder!" Then he thought thoughtfully and asked, "Erhei, have you met Xiaoqiong recently?"

Erhei shook his head sadly and made a few sounds from his mouth: "Joan, Joan, look for Joan!"

When Xiaoqiong's father heard him call his daughter like this, he realized that Erhei's feelings for Xiaoqiong were very deep. He guessed that the two had been together for a long time, and the relationship must be extraordinary, so he felt that his decision was not wrong. He took Erhei to a sportswear store and planned to buy a decent set of clothes for Erhei. He couldn't let him still be shabby. He took him out by himself, which was also looked down on. The two came to a specialty store. Xiaoqiong's father picked up a set of clothes that he liked now's young clothes and compared it with him. He was not satisfied and changed another one. He changed several pieces in a row. Xiaoqiong's father then bought it and agreed on the price.

But Xiaoqiong's father took an extra hundred for him. The salesperson counted and looked at Xiaoqiong's father, thinking that he was an old man after all. Most of them didn't see it. Looking at the young man next to him, he found that he was stupid, holding a steamed bun in his hand. While eating, he vaguely spit out some words that he couldn't understand from his mouth. He was like a fool. I guess he didn't see it. He was secretly happy. Today, he made an extra 100 yuan for no reason. He planned to accept it quietly. The salesperson happily wrapped clothes for Xiaoqiong's father and handed it to him. Xiaoqiong's father was about to He took Erhei away, but he stood still and said directly to Xiaoqiong's father, "A lot, one more, money!"

Xiaoqiong's father was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Erhei, what's more?"

Erhei pulled his clothes and said, "There's a lot of money--give me one--Zhang!"

Xiaoqiong's father looked at the salesperson confusedly. He was also surprised. Can this fool settle accounts? It doesn't look like it, but when he saw that Erhei had recognized it, and the old man also looked at himself, he said very unnaturally, "Old man, it's a hundred yuan more. I thought it was the tip you gave!"

Xiaoqiong's father looked at Erhei confusedly. He had guessed him before. He seemed to be illiterate. How could he calculate arithmetic? It was really incredible. He asked puzzledly, "Erhei, have you read a book?"

Erhei shook his head, and Xiaoqiong's father asked again, "Erhei, who taught you this?"

Erhei said, "It's Joan, Joan, teach!"

Xiaoqiong's father was stunned for a while, thought about it, and realized that Erhei was not as bad as he thought. It was not useless. Erhei's eyes also changed a little, not as stiff as before. But at this time, Xiaoqiong's father still said to the salesperson with a straight face, "You--how can this man sell goods like this? If It's a tip. I'll tell you. Bullying me is an old man, isn't it?"

The salesperson quickly distinguished and said, "No, no, uncle, you think too much. I think your clothes are so exquisite that you have an identity. I just think you tip!"

Xiaoqiong's father couldn't say a word. He took his clothes and had to take Erhei away. The salesperson looked at the back shadow of the two people leaving, wiped the sweat on their foreheads, and pulled a trace of smile at the corners of his mouth. He thought that he had been working for so long and had a strong ability to adapt to changes. Otherwise, the old man whispered and shouted in a low voice. If the boss knows, he will definitely think that he is dishonest and fire himself. He should be careful in the future. You can't just look at people on the surface and think that he is a fool. Today, he almost hit this 100 yuan.

Xiaoqiong's father came home with Erhei. Seeing that a layer of ashes had fallen at home, he thought that he had not opened fire at home for several months. He opened the refrigerator and threw away all the contents. Seeing that there was no rice in the rice bucket, he had to take Erhei to the street again. He went to the grain store to buy a large bag of rice and carried it in his hands. He felt very Heavy, I was confused about how to get the rice back, or simply buy less, but Erhei picked it up with one hand, like carrying a chicken. Xiaoqiong's father was stunned for a moment and couldn't help patting Erhei's arm and was shocked to find that he was as strong as an iron man.

Erhei also shouted like a normal person, "Dad, I---take it!"

Xiaoqiong's father was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground and stood where he was. He foolishly explored Erhei and began to be interested in Erhei. He couldn't explain why he ate his father's words at this time, and he didn't hate it. There was also a trace of inexplicable love. He felt that he did things without ambiguity at all. Like those elites in the city, they were glib and said unnaturally, "Okay, okay, Erhei, you bring it up. Let's buy some more vegetables and cook at home!"

Erhei became happy like a child, but soon became sad: "Dad, Joan, Joan, look for Joan!"

Xiaoqiong's father was stunned for a moment, and there was a trace of emotion in his heart. Erhei was very good and loyal to his daughter. He was a simple and clumsy man, but he would not show his ability at all. At this time, Xiaoqiong's father looked at Erhei again and felt that he was better than before, but when he thought that Erhei called his father, I thought it was a little earlier, so I couldn't help correcting, "Erhei, you can call Uncle Nie in the future!"

Erhei nodded. Xiaoqiong's father unconsciously bought a lot of things, but found that Erhei was very powerful. No matter how many things he bought, he worked hard to move it to himself. Finally, his whole body was like a porter working, and he would not complain at all. Xiaoqiong's father began to Some liked him and felt that their daughter's vision was not bad. The two moved things home. Xiaoqiong's father began to cook. Seeing Erhei foolishly following him around, he asked him to take a shower. After dinner, he took Erhei to the house he bought for Xiaoqiong now to find out and see where she lived. If so, let your daughter move back, and you can also learn more about Erhei.

Xiaoqiong's father and Erhei had lunch and cleaned up Erhei's whole body. Erhei also looked energetic. Xiaoqiong's father looked at it and felt satisfied. Then he took Erhei out of the door in person. The two went to the street. Xiaoqiong's father did not look at the taxi and felt that there was nothing to do. There was no need to spend this. With a penny, he walked to Xiaoqiong's house and knocked on the door. There was no one. He was disappointed and muttered, "Xiaoqiong is really back. Where did she go? She didn't say anything. Is there any parents in her eyes!"

Erhei asked anxiously, "Dad, Dad, Dad, looking for Joan, Qiong is sick, are you sick?"

Xiaoqiong's father felt something was wrong, and the details were not clear. He was faintly shocked. He didn't bother to correct him and called his father. He asked strangely, "Erhei, what are you talking about? Xiaoqiong is sick?"

Erhei shook his head, and then nodded again. He was so anxious that his hands were swinging around. He didn't know what to express. Xiaoqiong's father really couldn't understand the meaning of Erhei. He sighed and said, "Erhei, let's go. Xiaoqiong is not here!" Seeing that Erhei stood dumbfounded and walked at the door in a daze, drooling. It's about to flow out. He poked it and reminded him, "Erhei, let's go back first and come and have a look tomorrow!"