"Why don't you go shopping?"

When Jing Xiaocha walked up to him, Wen Jin asked with a smile.

Just now, it was quite fun to watch Jing Xiaocha go shopping in the counter.

Jing Xiaocha smiled playfully, touched his stomach with his little hand, "If you walk around, your stomach should be empty-handed."

Wen Jin swept over Jing Xiaocha’s stomach with a smile on his face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, "If you are so hungry that you don’t have the energy to cook, then we will continue Xiaohui to eat."

"You have bought so many things, and you still want to treat me and Xiaohui to dinner?"

Jing Xiaocha opened her eyes wide in disbelief. She wanted to reach out to touch Wen Jin's forehead. It wasn't that she had a fever.

"It's not just you two who eat. I have to eat myself, not to mention that eating alone is too boring. It's more lively for two more people to eat."

Hearing this sentence, Jing Xiaocha's eyes dimmed.

She suddenly thought of the Spring Festival, when she flew across the Pacific Ocean to see Wen Jin, followed him in a taxi to the cemetery, and saw his back in the cemetery lonely.

Somewhere in my heart, it hurts inadvertently.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Jin carefully discovered Jing Xiaocha’s strangeness, raised his eyebrows and asked with concern.

Jing Xiaocha ignored the indescribable pain in his heart, raised a smile on his clear face, and said lightly, "You have Sister Ou now, and you won't have to eat alone in the future."

"That's still a long way."

Wen Jin said that the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

He and Ou Yihan are just dating, not already married.

Although he is pursuing marriage, the future is unpredictable, and whether he can get together in the end depends on fate.

"How come it's far away? By the way, when you come back, did Sister Ou not come back together?"

Wen Jinmo's black eyes flashed, and she asked without answering, "Didn't I tell you just now? Yihan, who came back early, is still on vacation."

"Did you tell me? It doesn't seem to be."

When Jing Xiaocha was asked by Wen Jin, he was confused for a moment and reached out to scratch his head.

She was angry just now and didn't notice whether Wen Jin told her.

"That may be because I remembered it wrong. Don't always abuse your head. If you are really stupid one day, what should you do if you read halfway through the novel."

"Am I so easy to be stupid?"

The two of them were talking and walked out of the mall. The staff who had just gone to get their belongings were already waiting at the entrance of the mall.

Seeing them coming out, he immediately respectfully handed over Wen Jin's key and told him that the car had been parked in the parking space.

Wen Jin took out a tip and handed it to the other party, and the other party thanked him again before leaving.

After getting into the car, Jing Xiaocha sighed thoughtfully, "It's great to have money."

Wen Jin sat in the main driver's seat and heard her words. She smiled slightly on her lips and looked at her with a smile, "Then you just work hard to make money and be the queen yourself."

Jing Xiaocha chuckled, "I don't have the life to be a queen. As long as I can have food and clothing, I will be satisfied."

Her request is very simple, just be happy.

When I was a child, I suffered too much. Jing Xiaocha did not seek wealth and honor, nor did he want to live a luxurious life in the upper class.

Wen Jin reached out and pointed to her seat belt, and thought in the car with a light and joyful voice, "You have no worries about food and clothing now, and that two million is enough for you to eat for the rest of your life. What's more, you are still making money, and you will only live better and better in the future. You can set your goals higher. As long as you work hard, your dreams will come true."

Jing Xiaocha buckled his seat belt and looked up at Wen Jin's smiling eyebrows.

A small voice suddenly rang in her heart: My biggest dream is to see you often, but I know that this dream will only get further and further away from me.

Wen Jin saw Jing Xiaocha looking at him not speaking, and his eyes moved slightly.

The carriage may be too narrow, and the atmosphere with such silent confrontation cannot help but be stained with a hint of subtlety.

The breathing of each other is clearly heard.

Wen Jin broke the silence and also broke the subtlety, "Did you think of it? What dream?"

Jing Xiaocha suddenly woke up and smiled, "I have no big dreams. Just eat and drink enough every day and don't go hungry."

Wen Jin was amused by her and laughed out loud, "As long as you are not lazy, you will never go hungry."

Jing Xiaocha smiled self-deprecatingly, "Brother Wen, you have never experienced the poverty I was when I was a child, and you will not understand my feelings. I do not seek wealth and honor, but I just hope that I will love me and the people I love will be safe, healthy, and happy."

"Your wish will come true."

Wen Jin's expression changed slightly, but he instantly returned to normal.

Jing Xiaocha said with a smile, "I am going to go to the temple to pray for blessings in a few days and tell the Bodhisattva my wishes."

“This can be there.”

Wen Jin smiled and agreed with her thoughts.

Jing Xiaocha also laughed. It was really easy to come. "I'll go this weekend and I can take Xiaohui with me."

**

Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha each carried a bag of ingredients upstairs.

Because Xiaohui did not use the key to open the door at home, but raised his hand to knock on the door.

There were thudding footsteps in the room, followed by the sound of opening the door, but the first one to enter Xiaohui's dark face, but the instant noodle box that blocked his face.

"Aunt, why are you eating instant noodles again?"

Xiaohui raised the instant noodles box in his hand and shouted at Jing Xiaocha.

Jing Xiaocha looked at the box in front of him and was so upset that she wanted to slap her on the head, and she did that.

This time, Wen Jin was on the instant noodles box. Before she could stop Jing Xiaocha from patting her head, she just frowned her handsome eyebrows when the sound rang.

"You not only eat instant noodles, but you always hit yourself. If you want to hit, you can hit your mouth. What are you doing when you hit your head?"

Wen Jin looked at Jing Xiaocha with heavy eyes, and wrote his displeasure clearly between his handsome eyebrows.

Even the words said were filled with a hint of coldness and ridicule.

It's really like a change of the sky.

Jing Xiaocha blinked guiltily, took the box handed over by Xiaohui, and glared at Xiaohui fiercely again.

This little guy is getting more and more suing.

"Aunt, Uncle Wen said that eating too much instant noodles is not good, right, Uncle Wen." Xiaohui ignored his aunt's glare and warning, looked up at Wen Jin with his little face.

The dark little face seemed to read, Uncle Wen, you must take care of your aunt and don’t let her eat instant noodles again.

Wen Jin looked sideways, glanced at Jing Xiaocha coldly, and took the bag to the living room first, and walked straight to the kitchen.

He did not answer Xiaohui's words, nor did he blame Jing Xiaocha again.

But Jing Xiaocha felt his scalp numb, and Wen Jin people entered the kitchen, and he felt that the other party was overwhelming.

Xiaohui blinked blankly, reached out to take the bag from Jing Xiaocha's hand, and trotted to the kitchen. Jing Xiaocha heard Xiaohui's pleasing sound in the kitchen, "Uncle Wen, I've done my homework, I'll help you."

Wen Ran blinked in confusion, and in front of the children, he didn't ask more questions, so he lowered his eyes and said to the children, "Xiaohui, don't you miss your aunt anymore, go to the ward first."
Chapter completed!