It turned out that my aunt was the same as myself, and she felt that this man was different to his mother.

The little finger wiping it towards his eyebrows, and with a sudden inspiration, he pressed it on the reply text message. The little guy would type some simple pinyin and words on his phone, and then spelled it back: What is his number?

When Manman received the text message, she didn't expect that it would be a child who called him. She guessed: Oh, Jiang Mei reacted very quickly and was very anxious.

But she didn't know Zhao Wensheng's mobile phone number, so who should I ask for. Her husband probably didn't know either. She had told her second sister a long time ago. She asked her husband to ask, but it might not be suitable now. Her brother and Mr. Yao must have known it, but it was not easy to ask. After thinking about it, she found her younger brother.

Lu Huanben was listening to the fun with his buddies in the living room. He was happy to hear that, but Mrs. Lu called her back to the kitchen to help cut watermelon.

When Manman found the kitchen, she saw them cutting watermelons and said to Mrs. Lu: "Mom, why don't you ask me for help?"

"Sister, you can take two people alone now, don't mess around." Lu Huan pushed her and said.

Just so happened that she pulled her brother to the nearest room and whispered: "You can help me with something."

My sister was mysterious and had a spy move. Lu Huan started to ignite and asked, "Sister, just tell me what's wrong. I can't do it. I'll ask my brother to help you with it."

Manman said embarrassedly to his younger brother, and hurriedly said, "Don't look for him. Do I need to call him if I have something to do?"

With a raised eyebrows, Lu Huan said, "Okay, sister, what are you talking about first."

"Help me-" Manman pointed to Zhao Wensheng's back in the living room, "Go and ask for his mobile phone number."

Lu Huan's suspicious eyes turned from Zhao Wensheng to his sister's face. He felt strange tonight. His sister specifically photographed Zhao Wensheng, but his brother-in-law was not jealous about this?

Manman was a little embarrassed by his brother's eyes and pushed him: "Go quickly."

"What excuse should I go?" Lu Huan thought that he would walk over like this and ask Zhao Wensheng for the number. Wouldn't it be that the guys and men stared at him with hygiene? Moreover, he could ask his brother in private, so he discussed with Manman, "Sister, it's better to go later, my brother and I will."

"No, this matter cannot be passed through your brother." Manman gave the order seriously.

Who knows if her brother will use this matter to threaten her for what he does? Her brother is so virtuous.

Lu Huan wiped his cold sweat, and the task on his shoulders was arduous.

It just so happened that Mrs. Lu had cut the watermelon half, so he took a plate to the living room. Seeing that there was frozen watermelon in this hot summer, the guys and men stopped talking. They took a piece of watermelon and ate it, so naturally they didn't care about anything else. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Huan plucked up the courage to approach Zhao Wensheng and whispered: "Brother Zhao."

"Huh?" Zhao Wensheng, who had just received the watermelon and didn't have time to enjoy it, turned around, lowered his glasses, and looked at him with confusion.

Zhao Wensheng was sitting near him, and the distance was too close, so Lu Huan had to face Master Yao, cover up his voice and movements as much as possible, and stroke his fingers in his palm.

Seeing that the other party was so sneaky, Zhao Wensheng stood up and looked at what he wrote in his palm. After looking for a while, he recognized that he was talking about the phone number. He put his glasses on and was even more puzzled: "If you want my mobile phone number, you can tell me directly, Huan'er."

As soon as Zhao Wensheng said this, not only Mr. Yao, but others nearby could hear it clearly.

Gao Dashuai spitted the melon seeds on his palm, and his voice was so loud: "Huan'er, why do you want your Brother Zhao's mobile phone number? Don't your brother have it?"

Manman, who was hiding from a distance to observe, patted her forehead: My brother is not good at getting out of the army. Hide.

Lu Huan, who had missed the problem, was full of courage and performed on the spot. He said in a pretty good manner and in a nonsense, "I don't want my brother to know about it for now."

"Don't want your brother to know what?"

Jun Ye's eyes flashed sharply at his younger brother.

Facing his brother's lying, the pressure was too great. Lu Huan gritted his teeth and fought for his sister: "That's right, I want to go to the United States to see it. Maybe in the future I want to study in the United States like Brother Zhao. I will ask for my brother Zhao's situation first. So I asked Brother Zhao for a mobile phone number so that it can facilitate private conversations."

When everyone heard his ambitions, they could not find any logical errors for a while and were stunned. However, there was something wrong. Several people looked at the door of the study room decisively, but they could not see Manman's figure.

Zhao Wensheng didn't expect Manman to have any idea about Manman taking photos of him. After hearing Lu Huan's reason, he decisively pulled out a pen from his bag and wrote his mobile phone number on Lu Huan's palm. He also smiled gentlely at Lu Huan: "Hold it, if you have any problems or any problems, you can find me at any time."

"Thank you, Brother Zhao." He got the number and went straight to his room.

Manman hid in his younger brother's room. It was quite strange to enter his younger brother's room for the first time. Lu Huan's room was obviously not like Jun Ye's room. Manman remembered that when he lived in Jun Ye's room, everything inside was too well organized and meticulous, but it seemed as if there was no people, a little empty, a little cold, and a little indifferent, which was completely in line with the owner's personality. The room of his younger brother Lu Huan was called one world, and the contrast between the two brothers in this regard was too great. Comics books and magazines were thrown everywhere, and the textbooks that had just been learned were piled up in a cardboard box. Maybe he would sell waste directly with tape. For this 18-year-old talent who had been admitted to Beihang University, everything was changing with each passing day. He threw it after reading it, throw it away after using it, and kept pursuing the most cutting-edge things. It didn't need the most trendy, but it was the most cutting-edge.

Standing in this messy but courageous talented Beihang University room, Manman felt a kind of pressure.

One brother is amazing, and the other brother is amazing. She can’t even pass the exam.

If time goes by, she was not in the Wen family but in the Lu family, will the result be different? The fact is that she is already a lucky person. Thinking about the dead eldest daughter of the Wen family, the Wen family can raise her for her to go to college, which is a kind and righteous way for her. The saddest thing is her adoptive father.

"Sister." Lu Huan, who rushed in excitedly, saw his sister standing in his room as if she was stunned and raised her eyebrows, as if she was confused.

"Oh." Manman turned around.

"Give it, number." Lu Huan stretched out his palm where the number was written.

Manman hurriedly entered the number into his mobile phone and sent it back to Jiang Mei.

Jiang Mei's little head at home was tilted and waited for a long time, and finally got the phone number sent by her aunt, so she took the notes. Then, the little head looked left and right, and saw that her mother had not finished taking a shower, she quickly sent a text message to Zhao Wensheng.

Zhao Wensheng, who was sitting in the living room eating watermelon, was pulled by Gao Dashang and asked questions, and he wanted to learn from the US Intelligence Agency to investigate his entire family.

"Doctor Zhao, how many years have you been in the United States?"

"Three years."

"Do you miss home?"

"Of course I want to." Zhao Wensheng was humble and answered patiently, regardless of whether Gao Dashun was deliberately looking for trouble.

Gao Dashuai raised his thumb and pointed at the watermelon on the other side, saying, "I heard that you cured the eyes of our young master Jiang's nephew. What did you learn in the United States?"

"Pediatrics." In fact, Gao Dashuai and others can guess the answer. Zhao Wensheng's slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be smiling under his glasses, waiting for Gao Dashuai's next move.

Gao Dashuai slapped his thigh: "Okay, we have children in the future, and anyone who gets sick can find you."

"There is no problem with this." Zhao Wensheng's glasses were both gentle and chic, very similar to his handsome and handsome style when playing basketball.

When Gao Dashuai caught the light under his glasses, his whole body was cold. In fact, if you think about it, how can Jun Ye have a good friend in college classmates not be the same as Jun Ye?

At this point, Gao Dashen automatically consciously did not dare to ask again. But he was still confused. Look at what Manman meant to shoot Zhao Wensheng, so he pulled Mo Wenyang next to him and asked him to do it for him.

Mo Wenyang's sleeves were almost torn off by the other party. In desperation, he asked Zhao Wensheng weakly: "Doctor Zhao, have you not found a wife in the United States?"

The audience was stunned in the living room.

Including Manman who pricked up his ears in the room to eavesdrop on: What exactly Zhao Wensheng meant to Jiang Mei was all in this sentence. According to what she learned, Zhao Wensheng should be single.

But Zhao Wensheng didn't have time to answer, and a text message was heard in his cell phone in his pocket. His fingers were cut, and it turned out to be a very interesting text message. A few beating animation words were: Guess who I am?

"Who is so fun?" Mr. Yao, who was nearby, saw that his narrow beauty had narrowed like a beautiful and dangerous jaguar.

Mo Wenyang was also close to him, stretched out his long neck and looked at him, and said in surprise: "Doctor Zhao, did your American confidante send you?"

When Zhao Wensheng heard the following sentence, he was so happy that his teeth were white and nodded: "Yes. I have many 'confidants' in the United States, but they are all small carrot heads."

Everyone heard his words and had their own wonderful expressions.

Manman was confused when she heard it: Could it be that it was not sent by Jiang Mei? Logically speaking, she sent the number to Jiang Mei and Jiang Mei immediately sent it to Zhao Wensheng, which was almost the same time.

"Don't you reply, Doctor Zhao?" Gao Dashuai couldn't wait and pointed at his cell phone to ask him.

"I want it." Zhao Wensheng was slow and confident. He tilted his phone slightly, avoiding everyone's sight. He cleverly typed a few pinyin letters and sent it back immediately. Everyone couldn't see what he was typing. After sending a text message, he put his phone back in his pocket, and continued to chew his watermelon gracefully, with a calm expression and unable to see the details. For this reason, no one dared to underestimate him.

Jiang Mei called back the text message at home, and her little head was silent. She didn't see her mother coming out of the bathroom. Very good. She quickly clicked on the text message, with three words on it: Xiao Dongzi.

The black little eyes widened: It's so amazing. This man! Even my aunt couldn't guess it, so he guessed it.

It can be seen that this man is not easy to fool, so what should I do?

My little finger grabbed the back of the head and gritted my teeth. I saw a sincere meeting between men and men, and wrote a few words: Do you like my mother?

What-

In the living room, everyone was already waiting for the truth behind the scenes. When Zhao Wensheng heard the sound and took out his cell phone, several heads came over. Unfortunately, Zhao Wensheng did not open the text message on the spot, but walked to the bathroom.

Gao Dashuai and others, who are rarely attracted by others, immediately cut their teeth.

Manman's eyes followed Zhao Wensheng to the bathroom. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the bathroom, only the sound of water, and there was no sound of talking. She was confused. What was going on in Jiang Mei? What did she say to the other party?

Jiang Mei's little head, two shiny black eyes, glared at her phone for a long time, but no text messages came back.

Jiang Mei came out of the shower room at this time. When she saw her youngest son lying on the desk looking at her phone, she knew that her son was playing with her classmates again, and scolded: "Have you finished your homework?"

The little head immediately shrank back and did not dare to say anything.

Jiang Mei had no suspicion at all and went to her desk to turn on the laptop.

When I waited for the phone, my little hand was about to reach out to grab the phone, but my mother glared at me and shrank back helplessly.

Jiang Mei, who took the phone, wanted to see what her son played with her classmates again. She saw that she was a strange number, probably a new classmate. When she opened it, she said: Is your mother by your side?

What secret? You still have to hide it from your parents?

Jiang Mei frowned and said nothing, "Dai" sent it back with the words of adults educating their children: Dongzi is doing homework, didn't your parents ask you to do your summer homework?

I wanted to drink this, but the child opposite should have been so scared that he cried.

But in less than a second, another one came. Jiang Mei opened it with a angrily moaning, thinking that these children were becoming less and less ruled. When she opened it, she wrote: I am in my thirties and should not have to write my summer homework.

No matter how stupid Jiang Mei was, she noticed something was wrong now. She quickly turned around and checked the text messages that her son received when she sent each other. After checking, she saw the text messages sent by Manman first. So her face, from red to white, from white to green, from blue to black to red, and her shame and anger swept towards the culprit.

The little guy slipped quickly. In an instant, he climbed off the chair and ran to the door. Before leaving, he did not forget to pull the door of his mother, letting his mother's roaring sound shut in the room and shocked. He climbed onto the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV, shaking his head: It's all adults who are shy, and little kids are not shy.

After Jiang Mei was in the room venting her anger, she suddenly felt that the phone was hot and threw it out. When her son was not there, she simply lay on the table and covered her face with her hands: It’s embarrassing! Why do you do embarrassing things every time you meet him!

In the Lu family, Gao Dashuai knocked on the bathroom door and asked in a daze: "Doctor Zhao, have you flooded the toilet?"

So, at night, when Manman and her husband returned to their house, they felt that there was a chance.

"The number you asked Huan'er to ask Brother Zhao?" The one who knew his wife should be Mr. Jiang.

Of course, Manman didn't hide it from her husband: "Yes, I gave it to my second sister. I don't know what the second sister and Brother Zhao talked about."
To be continued...