After Fu Chengyuan finished speaking, he kept paying attention to her reaction.

But Shi Sangluo didn't react much. He walked slowly, with no special expression on his face, and even the frequency of walking pace did not change.

She didn't recognize it, nor did she disapprove it, as if it had nothing to do with her.

However, he knew the next second, and she did feel that it had nothing to do with her.

"Then let it go."

For some reason, Fu Chengyuan felt a little disappointed and lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Have you seen the Milky Way?"

"Um."

"Are you kids? Also in this small village?"

"no."

Fu Chengyuan looked at her and waited for the words behind her.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't speak anymore - she didn't want to share her life experience with him at all.

"Then...look at the Galaxy tonight, are you here?"

"No, I want to take a break early."

"……oh."

"Your car has arrived."

Fu Chengyuan looked up and found that the two of them had already walked to the entrance of the village without realizing it.

His dark green Land Rover was parked at the intersection, but the Land Rover was too big. When a few small electric cars turned from here and entered the village, they almost scraped it.

Shi Sangluo glanced at him, didn't say anything, and turned around and walked back.

Fu Chengyuan ran two steps and caught up with her: "Why don't you wait for me?"

"I thought you were going to move the car."

"It's okay," Fu Chengyuan said: "If you scratch it, just scrape it. Just go back and spray it again."

"…I thought you could realize that your car was parked here and blocking the road of other cars."

“…”

"Oh." Shi Sangluo shook his head and sighed twice, and continued to walk forward.

She should have thought of it long ago.

How could such a thoughtful thing happen to Fu Chengyuan?

In the past, if she encountered such a thing, she would have settled him down and then ran over to find an empty place to park the car. When he used it next time, she would tell Xiao Chen the location of the car and let him go over in advance.

There was the sound of a car igniting behind him, and Shi Sang Luo did not turn back and stepped back into the yard of his cousin's house.

My cousin's aunt happened to come out of the kitchen, holding two plates of freshly prepared dishes in her hand, and asked, "Sang Luo, where is your friend?"

"Oh, he's going to move the car."

"But my dishes are all fried, and it will get cold in a while."

Shi Sangluo said: "Don't worry about him, he won't eat."

"How can your friend not eat when he comes to his house? Otherwise, I will heat up the dishes and then start the meal when he comes back."

Shi Sangluo asked, "Cousin, are there any food in the kitchen? I'll serve you."

"Let's keep those for now, it'll be hot later anyway."

"If the dish is cool and hot, it will taste bad. He really doesn't eat it, so let's start the meal first."

After saying that, she turned around and went to the kitchen and walked towards the main hall with two dishes.

My cousin's aunt murmured a little: "Isn't this good? They are guests, so we can't eat, let's watch..."

"Mom," Xu Zheng whispered in her ear: "That uncle looks like a rich man. Rich people are more particular, and may not be used to the farm meals we have here."

My cousin's aunt suddenly realized, but her face turned a little pale in an instant.

"...Yes, your father took out the Dahongpao of Wuyishan for him to drink, but he didn't move a sip. Your father was reluctant to drink that tea."

My cousin's aunt is very capable. She made two hot dishes and two cold sprinkles in just a short time, and a plate of fried peanuts. It seems that it was specially prepared for those who drink.

There was also a bottle of Maotai on the table, and my cousin was full of red face, "Sang Luo, what's your friend called me?"

"His surname is Fu."

"Oh, then I can call him Xiao Fu?"

"...Cousin, although I am friends with him, I am not very familiar with him. You should call him Mr. Fu."

My cousin's smile froze: "That's it."

Xu Zheng handed her the chopsticks and asked by the way: "Cousin, is this Mr. Fu very rich?"

"Well, probably, I don't know much about it."

My cousin nodded, "Yes, if you don't know each other well, these words are hard to ask."
Chapter completed!