hang up the phone.

Mugu, Tao Ge wants to eat Mugu.

Zhang Xuan thought that September would be the official season for picking mushrooms.

No need to say anything, just call home directly.

Winter winter winter...

It took three rings to get through.

"Manzai, have you had lunch?"

"Have you eaten? Mom, have you eaten? Are you busy lately?"

"Mom has just eaten. She is not usually very busy. In addition to taking care of your eldest sister's children these days, she occasionally goes to the mountains with Teacher Tian'e and others to bring back some mushrooms.

Mom knows you like to eat this, so I will dry it into dried mushrooms for you and wait for you to eat it when you come back during the Chinese New Year."

He knew his mother would be like this. Zhang Xuan felt warm in his heart after hearing this, so he briefly explained Tao Ge's request.

Hearing that Tao Ge wanted to eat, Ruan Xiuqin did not dare to be careless at all, and immediately said:

"Manzai, we have everything ready-made at home, and your brother-in-law brings some game here from time to time.

I can't finish a lot of them. Some of them were given to your Uncle Du when I went to the market; some were hung on the firewood stove in the backyard. Mom will send some to you tomorrow."

"good."

It's good to have something ready-made. Ouyang Yong doesn't have great abilities, but he is not lacking in small thoughts and diligence. He is dull and warm. This kind of life seems not bad.

When she returned to the rental house, Du Shuangling was packing her luggage.

Zhang Xuan changed his shoes and walked in and asked, "Where are you going?"

Du Shuangling turned around, hugged him, and replied softly: "We haven't gone anywhere. I found some of our old clothes and packed them together to avoid taking up space in the closet."

Zhang Xuan glanced at the modular cabinet and found that it was crowded: "How about buying another modular cabinet?"

Du Shuangling asked: "Where to put it?"

Zhang Xuan looked at the open space next to him: "Just put it next to it."

Du Shuangling glanced at him and sneered angrily: "If you put a wardrobe in the bedroom, there will be no space. My dear, how can you play with the mood?"

ha?

Being teased.

Zhang Xuan stood behind and looked at her back. The fire from Xiao Eleven's cup last night instantly burned all over his body.

Oops!

He closed the door with his backhand and hugged him from behind.

Du Shuangling exclaimed: "Ah? What are you doing in broad daylight?"

Zhang Xuan waved his big hand, "I'll let you tease your husband, and the family will take care of you."

Du Shuangling threw off her slippers, bent down and climbed onto the bed, preparing to escape from the other side:

"Did I tease you? I'm just telling the truth. Don't you usually like to change scenes?"

"Hey, want to run?" Zhang Xuan dodged and pounced directly on him.

"Ah? My dear, you are crushed."

"What crushed it?"

"Your treasure..."

…

"Shuangling! Shuangling! Let's go shopping..." Just as he was preparing to carry out the revolutionary cause in the bedroom, Zou Qingzhu's voice sounded at an inappropriate time outside the door.

"My dear, let me go quickly. Wenhui and Qingzhu and I have made an appointment to go shopping."

Zhang Xuan is so depressed.

"Don't be sulky, I'll give it to you when I get back tonight." Du Shuangling got up, leaned forward, kissed him and got out of bed.

Zhang Xuan was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling and wanting to die.

You said that your bow was ready and the arrow was on the string, but it withered. Do you think it is irritating or not?

At this moment, he really wanted to run out and shoot those two guys outside to death.

Um, you can't kill both of them, you have to leave one to cook.

Then shoot the instigator Zou Qingzhu to death!

It was really annoying, and I was interrupted many times by the Bishan girl.

No eyesight at all.

outside the door.

Seeing Du Shuangling coming out, Zou Qingzhu reached out to hold her in his arms, "Isn't your family coming with you?"

Thinking of her husband lying helplessly on the bed complaining, Du Shuangling said with a smile: "He has to write later and won't go out."

At this time Wenhui said to Zou Qingzhu: "Qingzhu, have you closed the door upstairs?"

Zou Qingzhu was stunned by the question: "Is it closed? It seems to be closed. How about I go up and take a look?"

After saying that, Zou Qingzhu let go of his hand and went to the third floor like a gust of wind.

Watching her figure disappear at the entrance of the corridor, Wenhui promptly reminded Du Shuangling: "Shuangling, go change some clothes."

Du Shuangling was confused and looked at Wenhui in confusion, but seemed to react the next second and hurriedly opened the door and entered the house.

Seeing the door closed, Wen Hui leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, her mind couldn't help but automatically imagine everything that might have happened to Du Shuangling and Zhang Xuan in the bedroom.

"Why are you back?" Seeing his wife come back, Zhang Xuan sat up and was immediately overjoyed and ran down to hug her.

"Smelly virtue~, they are outside the door..." Sensing these mischievous hands, Du Shuangling gave him a strange look and quickly pressed his hands with both hands.

"What are you doing?" The old man stopped.

"look by youself."

With that said, Du Shuangling stood in front of the makeup mirror, her face immediately turned red.

Looking at his wife in the mirror meaningfully, Zhang Xuan laughed.

Du Shuangling was so angry!

Without thinking, he took off his coat, bit his lower lip and threw it to the smelly man. Then he found something with a high collar from the closet and put it on.

Before leaving, he threatened: "I will punish you not to kiss my collarbone for a month."

"That's unfair, it's because your skin is too allergic."

Appearing in the corridor again, Du Shuangling said calmly: "Huihui, let's go, we won't come back until dark today and have dinner outside."

Wen Hui glanced at her, smiled and didn't answer.

The three of them met Liu Siming waiting for the bus at the school gate.

"Shuangling, are you going shopping?" Since they met a year ago, Liu Siming and Du Shuangling have been on the same wavelength, and they often interact with each other frequently. Now they greeted each other cordially.

"Well, are you going home?" Du Shuangling asked.

"right."

Just when Liu Siming answered, the bus came.

Du Shuangling secretly glanced at Chen Yan not far away, and then followed Liu Siming onto the bus.

Although they were both in the management hospital and often heard Wenhui's name, this was the first time Liu Siming had close contact with Wenhui.

After silently observing her, Liu Siming had to admit that Wen Hui's appearance and temperament were indeed superior to others, especially those black and white translucent eyes, which were full of unique charm and attracted her deeply.

As a woman, Liu Siming couldn't even feel a trace of jealousy at this moment.

She secretly compared Wen Hui, Xiao Shiyi and Zi Yu, and Wen Hui won without any pressure.

Then Liu Siming's eyes moved without trace, comparing Wen Hui and Du Shuangling, and Wen Hui still won.

Women are all gossip-loving creatures. Liu Siming's mind was filled with thoughts, would Zhang Xuan, a great writer, be tempted by a woman like Wen Hui?

It is said that three women can make a show, no matter what class or type of woman they are, as long as they have a good relationship, they can chatter endlessly together.

As the bus started moving, the topic unknowingly extended to last night's dormitory dinner.

Thinking of her husband's situation in the bedroom just now, Du Shuangling suddenly asked abruptly: "I heard that Su Jinyu also participated last night?"

Hearing this, Wen Hui, who had been looking out of the car, focused her eyes on the car glass, which reflected Du Shuangling's lonely figure.

Liu Siming was suddenly confused and didn't know how to answer for a while.

In her opinion, maybe Du Shuangling had really heard about it.

Maybe Du Shuangling was bluffing her.
To be continued...