Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Back in the living room, Zhou Biyu's face was full of worry, seeing Zhuo Bufan came back safely, she quickly stood up, looked left and right and said: "Xiaofan, they didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

"I didn't make things difficult for me. I reasoned with them and gave them a little money to send them away. I won't make trouble again in the future." Zhuo Bufan showed a relieved smile.

"Reasonable? Really?" Zhou Biyu couldn't believe it. Just now she vaguely heard screams outside.

Zhuo Bufan knew that his mother had been an honest person all her life and never disputed with others. If she knew that she had killed someone, she would feel uneasy. Just as he was trying to deal with it, Ye Ziqin took Zhou Biyu's arm and said with a sweet smile: "Mom, Bufan is not a child anymore. Men have their own ways to solve problems. Since he said it's fine, don't worry about it."

"Okay then, it seems that Ye Zi is quite satisfied with our Xiaofan, please be good." Zhou Biyu smiled instantly, and completely forgot what happened just now.

Zhuo Bufan was very depressed, why talking by himself was not as effective as Ye Ziqin's talking, no matter what, he had to solve this trouble thoroughly, so he went to kill that brother Jing after dinner to scare him off.

Just as she was about to sit down, an old woman came in outside and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhou, my son and daughter-in-law are back. Your daughter-in-law is so beautiful. Tsk tsk, she really is a girl who grew up in the city."

The old woman Zhuo Bufan still remembered that Aunt Wang next door was very warm-hearted, and used to bring some unsalable side dishes to her home, Zhuo Bufan called out politely: "Grandma Wang."

Grandma Wang nodded, looked at Zhou Biyu and said, "I won't bother you anymore, Xiao Zhou, this is the wages you paid for picking vegetables for me last time, and I'll give it to you."

"Aunt Wang, I have nothing to do to help, how can I ask for your money." Zhou Biyu quickly blocked Grandma Wang.

"Hey, you're not alone. I've agreed. One hundred yuan a day, and the seven hundred yuan is yours. You have to buy things for your son if you don't need it." Grandma Wang directly gave Zhou the money. Biyu returned with a smile.

Zhuo Bufan felt a little uncomfortable. Just now she saw that there were still some insoles at home, and his mother and he couldn't wear them at all. They must have bought them at the market to exchange money. My mother had suffered all her life, but she never thought that she promised Zhuo Luo and returned to Zhuo's house. , and even became the door-to-door son-in-law of the Ye family, her mother's life was not easy.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan almost crushed the chopsticks in his hand, Ye Ziqin saw him and pulled his clothes quickly, Zhuo Bufan came back to his senses.

"Mom, don't work for others in the future, I'll get you some money later." Seeing his mother coming back, Zhuo Bufan persuaded.

Zhou Biyu frowned and said, "You're still studying, so you don't have the ability to make money. Your mother is also idle. Anyway, the neighbors can help out. Hurry up and eat. Ye Zi will eat some sweet and sour pork ribs."

Zhuo Bufan could hear the meaning of these words, maybe his mother thought that she was eating Ye Ziqin's soft rice, so why would she accept her own money, it seems that he had to find a way to make his mother accept the money.

A large table of rich dishes was prepared on the table. Although they are all home-cooked dishes, Zhuo Bufan feels very kind, and he likes braised pork the most. When he was a child, his family was poor and he could only eat one meal of meat a month. He always cooks his favorite braised pork, and every time Zhuo Bufan eats it, his stomach is full.

"Slow down, kid. You'll be playing at home these few days. If you want to eat, mom will make it for you every meal." Zhou Biyu watched her son feasting, with a hint of pampering and relief on her face.

Just after taking a few mouthfuls of rice, I heard a light and pleasant voice from outside the yard: "Brother Xiaofan, aunt... Brother Xiaofan, are you back yet?"

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl came to the yard. Her hair was dyed flaxen and tied into a flower bud. She was wearing a pink bat shirt with wide cuffs, jeans with a few holes cut underneath, and a pair of white sneakers. Her face was like pear blossoms after being baptized by rain, she was white and translucent, her martial art was exquisite, and her eyes were big and bright.

"It's Shanshan, your brother Fan is here." Zhou Biyu stood up and greeted.

When Zhuo Bufan saw the girl, he was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized the girl as Zhuo Shanshan, the daughter of his aunt's family. She has a close relationship with him. When he was a child, he often followed behind his buttocks with a snot in his nose. When he grew up, Zhuo Bufan After going to Jinling with his mother, he didn't have much time to see each other. It was only two years ago that his mother came back with him, and he only played with Zhuo Shanshan a few times.

It's just that the little brats in the past have turned into slim girls. Zhuo Bufan's aunt has never married in her whole life. She heard that she was let down by a man before, so she never married. Zhuo Shanshan is her adopted child.

"Brother Xiaofan, why are you staring at me, don't you recognize me?" Zhuo Shanshan pouted her cherry mouth and said unwillingly.

Zhuo Bufan and her probably haven't seen each other for three hundred years, but this girl probably doesn't know.

"Why don't you know me? When I was a child, I still ran behind me, and my nose dripped down my neck..."

Before Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, Zhuo Shanshan stomped her feet and shouted: "Oh, stop talking, auntie, look at Brother Xiaofan, he still talks about things about him when he is a child when he grows up."

"Xiaofan, why do you still bully your sister when you are an older brother? Shanshan, sit down quickly, and I will get you the bowls and chopsticks." Zhou Biyu said with a smile.

Zhuo Shanshan sat directly beside Zhuo Bufan, looked at Ye Ziqin with big purple grape-like eyes and said, "Brother Xiaofan, is she your...your wife?"

"Sister Ye Zi." Zhuo Bufan saw Ye Ziqin's face flushed, and said out of the valley.

"Sister Yezi, my name is Zhuo Shanshan, you can just call me Shanshan." Zhuo Shanshan smiled politely, with a crescent-like smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ye Ziqin nodded slightly, but her eyes were a bit complicated. Her sixth sense as a woman always felt that Zhuo Shanshan looked at her with a hint of hostility.

After Zhuo Shanshan finished speaking, she looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Brother Xiaofan, you haven't been back for three months, Yang Jian and the others said they want to go play together at home, do you want to go to the farmhouse with us to play at night?"

"Yang Jian, why are you playing with him?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a frown.

Yang Jian, him, and Zhuo Shanshan played together in a courtyard when they were young, but Yang Jian always liked to bully Zhuo Shanshan when he was young, and even wrote love letters to Zhuo Shanshan when he was in junior high school, and took people to block Zhuo Shanshan on the way after school He was also beaten by Zhuo Bufan so that his nose bleeds, and Zhuo Bufan never saw them when he grew up.

"It's nothing, everyone has grown up! I have forgotten everything about my childhood, and they haven't seen you for a long time, so I want to meet you." Zhuo Shanshan looked down with a hint of dodge, and lowered her head to pick up a chopstick. Put it in your mouth.

Zhuo Bufan has practiced immortality for three hundred years, and his mind is no longer an ordinary boy. His aunt's status in Zhuo's family is very low, and Zhuo Shanshan's status is also very low. Yang Jian's father is a well-known real estate businessman in Qingzhou. Could it be...