Chapter 113 Likes to play with sand
Pan Chu introduced Xie Lingjiao and Wei Li to her husband.
Hearing that Xie Lingjiao was his wife's savior, Fang Jiu'an's sour feeling eased slightly.
Besides, the lady has a close friend, so he should be happy for her.
It's really inappropriate to be sour and jealous about this.
"Hello."
Fang Jiu'an saluted Xie Lingjiao, "I was just rude. Below Jiu'an is Chu Chu's husband."
His smile was forced.
The words "Mr. Chu Chu" were also emphasized a bit too hard.
Xie Lingjiao, with a big smile on her face: "Hello, I am Chu Chu's best friend."
She did it on purpose too.
The words best friend are emphasized.
Fang Jiu'an felt even more sour.
Grit your teeth.
He lowered his eyes and chose not to look.
Anyway, out of sight, out of mind.
"This..." Fang Jiu'an thought about it, "Mr. Wei, thank you and Miss Xie for saving my wife."
It's one thing to feel sad, but it's another thing to be truly grateful to the two of them.
In addition, Fang Jiuan understood that the identities of these two people were extraordinary.
And this person's surname is Wei.
I'm afraid it's not that one?
"Nothing." Wei Li did this just because Xie Lingjiao asked him to do so. He said, "It's not me who wants to save people."
Fang Jiuan understood.
My heart is more accepting of Xie Lingjiao.
"Girl, I will never forget your kindness."
What? What teeth?
Xie Lingjiao blinked, and the inside was clear enough to see at a glance.
She couldn't understand.
A little bit panicked.
Not wanting this man to find out that he was not good at reading, he hurriedly approached Wei Lian and pulled his clothes to signal him for help.
Wei Ling leaned down and whispered in her ear, "He said he would remember your kindness forever."
Oh~
I see!
After understanding the elegant words, Xie Lingjiao straightened her back again, "No need!" She waved her hands and said in a very grand tone, "Chu Chu and I are good friends. Friends don't care about this!"
"How to make..."
Fang Jiuan wanted to say something else.
Pan Chu pressed him on the bench to let him rest, and said: "Don't make it so complicated, I can't understand it."
Too.
Just now I just thought about testing the other party and forgot about my wife...
Alas...
Fang Jiuan sighed.
Accepting his fate, he said: "Wait a minute, I'll make tea for you."
"I'll go too."
Pan Chu followed closely behind.
While her husband was making tea, she said to him seriously: "Husband, Jiaojiao is not only my best friend, but also my savior." She emphasized this point again.
Fang Jiuan lowered his eyes and poured hot water.
"I'm sorry, madam." He said in a low tone, "I am also grateful to Miss Xie. I just..."
He was truly grateful to Xie Lingjiao and the others.
But at the same time, he also felt disgusted with his weak and weak self.
And a little bit of sadness - after being separated for only three days, my wife was so close to others.
He feels bad.
His tone was filled with tea unconsciously.
Her whole body was soft and weak, "It's all my fault. If it weren't for my poor health, you wouldn't have to go so far into the mountains. Madam, the injuries you sustained last night must have been extremely dangerous."< br>
"No wonder people in the village say that I am weak and unlucky. I really am not worthy of someone as good as you, madam." But so what if I am not worthy.
Now he is the wife's husband.
The only person in this world who can share the same boat and spend a lifetime with my wife!
He has known his wife for thirteen years...
Fang Jiu'an narrowed his eyes: No matter Xie Lingjiao or Lao Shizi Wang Lingjiao, they can't even try to seize the first position in the lady's heart!
"Don't listen to their nonsense."
Pan Chu didn't like her husband saying such things. She frowned, "There is nothing unworthy. You are my husband, and it will never change no matter what others say."
The tone was strong as usual.
Can't stand it.
Fang Jiu'an's heart was pounding. He would be fascinated by such a woman again and again in his life.
"Madam, you are so kind..." His heart and eyes were filled with emotion.
The two of them made tea for a long time.
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When he came out, Fang Jiuan looked much prouder.
"Thank you, Miss Wei, Mr. Wei, please have tea."
Fang Jiuan has two brushes.
His tea making skills are as good as Wei Ling's.
It's just that they have different styles.
The tea brewed by Wei Liao has a mellow taste and a round taste; while the tea recipe made by Fang Jiu'an is extremely bold and contains many unusual things, giving the tea a variety of strange flavors, but the various flavors blend together very harmoniously. .
So weird.
Take another sip.
"It tastes good!" Xie Lingjiao's eyes lit up, "You can drink this as a drink!"
"As long as you like it."
The friend liked what he served. Pan Chu breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt a strong sense of joy in his heart. "Jiu An should remember this recipe. I asked him to write it down. You can drink it at any time after you take it back."< br>
"Okay." Xie Lingjiao showed her pointed teeth, "Then I'll trouble you, Chu Chu's husband."
This is a pleasant name.
Fang Jiuan is not a stingy person either.
He would not even part with a prescription for his wife's savior.
"Wait a moment, thank you girl."
Fang Jiuan immediately opened the study and wrote down the recipe.
"And that one... that one..." Pan Chu didn't know much about literacy, but she could supervise work. With a serious look on his face, he asked his husband to add all the other recipes.
Others may not understand what she says.
But Fang Jiuan knew everything.
"Don't worry, madam, I remember."
He read as he wrote.
He will also describe the taste of the "tea", so that his wife can identify whether she needs to give it away.
Three whole sheets of paper.
After drying, it was wrapped in a layer of waterproof kraft paper.
"Return the favor." Pan Chu was not good at doing delicate work, but she had a husband. Let your husband pack the things neatly and beautifully as a gift in return for the dagger given to him by his friend just now.
"Thank you Chu Chu!" Xie Lingjiao's eyebrows curved, "I like it very much!"
Pan Chu's calm face raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Just like it."
"Chuchu, what is this? A sand pile model?"
As soon as Xie Lingjiao entered the door, she saw a huge pile of sand in the room.
The sand is not just piled randomly.
This little bag and that little bump look so familiar.
"My husband did this." Pan Chu didn't understand this very well. But my husband liked it, so I saved up money to get it for him, "I said it's okay...it's okay..."
Turning around and looking at Fang Jiuan.
After receiving the distress signal from his wife, Fang Jiuan stepped forward.
He explained: "I made this out of sand to imitate the topographic map of the capital. Every ditch and ravine inside is exactly the same as the topography of the capital." It's just that the scale has been reduced.
The details can be said to be exactly the same.
Fang Jiuan is proud.
Then he expressed regret: "If I hadn't been unwell, I should have left the capital and gone out for a walk in this life to see the magnificent rivers and mountains of my country."