My Binocular Mutation: The Digitization Of Everything!

Following Zhao Jingxuan's guidance, the vehicle turned around to an old community in the Guangdong metropolitan area.

Ye Jun stopped the car outside the complex according to Zhao Jingxuan's instructions.

Zhao Jingxuan went to the supermarket next to the community to buy milk and fruit, and handed it to Ye Jun unceremoniously.

"Take it, wait for a gift!"

Zhao Jingxuan looked at Ye Jun's bitter face and smiled jokingly.

Ye Jun reluctantly took over a large bag of fruits and two boxes of milk.

He thought he would be a high-end gift at his current worth, but he didn't expect to follow Zhao Jingxuan to come here, and once again picked up Qi Qi.

But according to Zhao Jingxuan's worth, she wouldn't be able to give these things.

Ye Jun suddenly became interested in the friend she was going to meet.

Seeing Zhao Jingxuan didn't mean to say more, and Ye Jun didn't ask further. Anyway, I'll see it later.

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Ye Jun carried these things and climbed the seventh floor in one breath, no matter how strong he was, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his face.

This community is an old-fashioned community without elevators.

The inside of the corridor is clean, but some of the exposed red walls and moss still give a sense of time.

Zhao Jingxuan saw the fine beads of sweat on Ye Jun's face, she covered her mouth and smiled, took out a fragrant handkerchief, and wiped it off for Ye Jun.

"Look at your demo. Isn't it okay to be this way?"

Ye Jun laughed and said, "Sister Zhao is right, I'm fine. I can now fight Sister Zhao up and down a few times. Would you like Sister Zhao to try?"

Zhao Jingxuan snorted: "Come on, let's save it when you marry a daughter-in-law. I can't stand your toss."

After that, the doorbell rang.

For a long time, an old woman opened the door.

She half-covered the door and looked at the people outside.

As if he couldn't see clearly, he lifted his reading glasses and squinted his eyes hard.

"Are you? A Xuan?"

When Zhao Jingxuan saw the old woman recognizing herself, she said with a look of excitement:

"Aunt Zhang, it's me, A Xuan. I came to see you!"

Aunt Zhang suddenly relaxed with some guarded expressions, her face was full of excitement.

"Come in, come in, dear boy. It's rare that you can think of my old lady!"

Aunt Zhang opened the door and walked in Ye Jun and Zhao Jingxuan enthusiastically.

Ye Jun put down the gift, and Aunt Zhang complained to Zhao Jingxuan:

"I'm coming, and what else are you bringing these things to do? We are just two of us. When do we have to eat this thing..."

It can be seen that Aunt Zhang is a very frugal person, and even such an ordinary gift, she has been talking about it for a long time.

After Zhao Jingxuan gave some persuasion, she reluctantly agreed to accept it.

After that, Aunt Zhang took Zhao Jingxuan to reminisce about the past.

Ye Jun quietly accompanied him and looked at the construction of the house.

Except for a small living room and dining room, there are only three or four rooms.

It is a very popular junior room pattern in the last era.

The laying in the room is relatively simple, but clean and tidy.

There are many paintings and calligraphy on the wall. Although they are not authentic works of famous artists, they can also tell that they have extraordinary artistic skills.

There are some trophies in a cabinet, as well as some traditional Chinese musical instruments such as Erhu and Sanxian.

The whole room has a strong artistic atmosphere.

Ye Jun looked at the kind old lady a little curiously.

【Zhang Fenglian】

[Age: 57 years old]

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[Evaluation: National super new drama actor, Deyi Shuangxin, husband passed away, husband and wife Qin Se He Ming, all the property earned in his life is donated to the impoverished mountainous area...]

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Ye Jun looked at this old lady's life, for a moment he was in a daze.

Her husband is a well-known painter, and both husband and wife are well-known art workers.

This house is still an old-fashioned house allocated by the unit that year, and it lasts for decades.

Think about these traffic stars now, starring in a TV series, walk a show to get millions.

I live in a luxury house and drive in a luxury car.

And these older generation of artists, the income is not much worse than theirs, but they are still working hard to do their job.

He even used his own wealth to repay the society.

Ye Jun's gaze at the old lady changed from a stray look to a little respect.

"Axuan, who is this young man, he looks so handsome!"

Aunt Zhang took Zhao Jingxuan and finished her story, she turned her gaze to the side and sat quietly.

In a white suit, he was as handsome as a perfect sculpture of Ye Jun.

Zhao Jingxuan smiled and said, "This is a friend of mine, Ye Jun. This is my aunt, my mother's old classmate, you can call it Aunt Zhang."

Ye Jun politely smiled at Aunt Zhang and said, "Hello Aunt Zhang, I am Zhao Jingxuan's friend."

Aunt Zhang looked at Zhao Jingxuan and Ye Jun with a deep meaning, and smiled without saying much.

After some small talk, Zhao Jingxuan asked a little hesitantly:

"My sister Feibing, how is it now?"

Aunt Zhang heard Zhao Jingxuan's question, her original gentle smile disappeared, and her face was filled with incomprehensible solemnity.

After half the rate, she slowly spoke.

"It's still the same, I was bored in the room all day and didn't want to go out. The impact of that incident on her..."

Suddenly Aunt Zhang seemed to have thought of something, with a little hope on her face and said:

"Axuan, you have the best relationship with Fei Bing. Or you can talk to her, she might take a closer look!"

Zhao Jingxuan said with a sad face: "Okay, sister Fei Bing and I have a good talk!"

Aunt Zhang stood up happily and was about to call her daughter.

But when I turned around, I was a little surprised:

"Feibing, why did you come out by yourself!"

Ye Jun and Zhao Jingxuan's eyes were also attracted by the girl who suddenly appeared in the room.

She was in a wheelchair wearing a plain white dress.

The long hair falls randomly, and the facial features give people a unique charm.

Unlike Zhao Jingxuan's rich colors, her beauty is like a freehand brushwork by a master.

Eyebrows are like distant mountains in phantom fog, eyes are like stars in the night sky, Qiong nose is beautiful, and cherry lips are as pale as snow.

The exposed jade arms and slender legs have a complexion like ice-carved jade and cold jade.

It makes people want to hold it in their hands and play with it.

She appeared in this simple living room, and the atmosphere of the whole living room suddenly became ethereal and dreamy.

It's like an independent female fairy, a nine-day mysterious girl who is aloft.

Expensive, immortal is compelling.

Even the wheelchair she sits in is like a Qinglian carrying a beautiful woman, and sitting like this is better than countless women's pompous gestures.

She faintly looked at the few people in the living room, as if a goddess looked at her believers.

There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he withdrew his gaze after passing it lightly.

Sakura lips lightly opened, like a golden jade collapsed, and a jade bead settled down.

"Mom, Sister Xuan is here, why don't you call me?"

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