MTL - I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room-Chapter 88 Isn't this the meeting?

  Chapter 88 Isn't this the meeting?

  Ever since Yu Zhi left the capital, she never thought that she would meet Wen Jiuxiao one day, especially since she has traveled so far, Ancheng is remote, and it is more than a thousand miles away from the capital?

   It was another sunny day, Yu Zhi was watering the flowers in the shop, when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Dong Yu's family, your son got into a fight with someone."

  Yu Zhi hurriedly put down the shower, turned around, almost screaming.

  Wen Jiuxiao, her former patron, her former leader, was standing behind her, looking at her excitedly.

   She must be dazzled, how could Wen Jiuxiao be in Ancheng?

   "Yu Zhi?!"

   That's right, this is Wen Jiuxiao's voice. At the same time, it also shattered Yu Zhi's self-deception.

Wen Jiuxiao couldn't believe it, and he didn't know why he came here by accident. He didn't like uncontrollable things to happen. When he was about to go back, he saw a woman standing in front of the flower shop. Her back was very familiar, her legs came uncontrollably.

"You got the wrong person."

  Yu Zhi calmed down, in fact, there was a villain jumping around in his heart, especially irritable: Ahhh, why is it him? How could it be him? Why is Third Master Wen in Ancheng?

  The guy who tipped off the news from the shop next door was very loud, "Boss Yu, hurry up, there are several boys killing one of your sons, over there."

  Yu Zhi's face changed, yes, son, her little boy was beaten? She suddenly couldn't care about anything, what about Wen Sanye, what about the former leader, is it important to have her little boy?

  Wen Jiuxiao grabbed her arm firmly, "You are Yu Zhi." He would not admit it wrong, her appearance was engraved on his heart, even if it turned into ashes, he would recognize her.

   Great, she's not dead, she's really alive!

   Wen Jiuxiao was ecstatic, his heart was beating so fast. He had no time to think about why she was still alive, why she was in Ancheng, why she was alive but didn't go back to Beijing to find him—as long as she was still alive!

   "Let go." Yu Zhi frowned coldly.

  How could Wen Jiuxiao let go? He was afraid that this was a dream he had, and he was afraid that if he let go, the person would be gone, and the dream would wake up. It's been five years, even if it's just a dream, he's still happy.

  Wen Jiuxiao's hand was too strong, Yu Zhi didn't break free, so anxious, he took a bite on his arm.

  Wen Jiuxiao was caught off guard, feeling pain, Yu Zhi took the opportunity to shake off his hand, and hurried towards the alley not far away.

  Little brat, hold on, I'm here to save you for my mother!

When Wen Jiuxiao saw Yu Zhi running away, he immediately chased after him, but was stopped by the street patrolling policeman, "What are you doing? What are you doing? I don't think it's a brat who dares to pester Yu Dong's family in broad daylight—Wen, Mr. Wen, it's you ah?"

   Seeing that it was Wen Jiuxiao, the policeman's voice suddenly became quieter, and his expression was embarrassing. Everyone in the government office knows that Lord Wen is from the capital, and the magistrates treat him very politely, but his little policeman scolded him on the head of Mr. Wen. Bar?

   Hastily apologized, "It's all because the villain didn't see it clearly. Offending Mr. Wen is really the villain's fault."

  At this moment, Wen Jiuxiao was not in a hurry to chase after Yu Zhi, he glanced at the policeman quickly, and said expressionlessly: "If you don't know, don't blame it, it's okay."

   asked again: "Is Dong Yu's family a woman?"

   The police officer was a little confused, and nodded subconsciously, "Yes!" Is it unusual that Dong Yu's family is a woman? We all know.

   "Dong Yu's family has a son?" Wen Jiuxiao asked again: "How old is the child?"

   "Yu Dong's family has a son, and the young master is very good-looking. As for how old?" The police are not sure how old he is, "Three or four years old, maybe four or five years old!"

  He often patrols the streets in this area, and has seen that child, he must be this age!

  Wen Jiuxiao was silent, son, has she married and had children? There was a pain in his heart, no wonder she didn't want to recognize him. Wen Jiuxiao didn't know how to describe his mood.

  The arrester saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he was a little puzzled, so he asked cautiously: "Master Wen, if you are fine, did the villain go to patrol the streets?"

  Wen Jiuxiao nodded slightly, the arrester seemed to be pardoned, and ran very fast.

  Damn it, Mr. Wen's official authority is really great, as expected he came from Beijing.

  However, what did Mr. Wen want to stop Dong Yu's family just now? It's about Dong Yu's family, and others are very light-hearted, so hurry up and report to Mr. Yuan!

  Little brat, hold on, my mother is here to save you!

  Rushing into the alley, Yu Zhi--

   Didn't it mean that several children beat him? Isn't it all good? That buddy at Dadong is no good, how can he lie? She almost twisted her foot when she ran over.

   "Mom!" The little boy turned his head and shouted, looking so happy, as if he had a backing, his little chin was raised.

When he turned his head, Yu Zhi could see clearly that there were two black handprints on his face, "Fighted? How many of them hit you?" Yu Zhi walked over and held the boy's face to check for any injuries. .

  The brat shook his head, "No."

  Yu Zhi raised his eyebrows, did he not fight, or did several people beat him?

   "Dong Yu's family, we didn't beat him." A child said.

   "Yes, I really didn't hit him."

   "Let's play with him."

   "Then his face?" Yu Zhi pointed to the black handprints on the boy's face.

The children fell silent, and after a while, a child whispered: "Zhou Zhou's face is as white as the steamed buns sold in the steamed bun shop. We just, just want to touch it, really, really just touch it." , touched him lightly, and didn’t hit him.”

   Several other children also said the same thing.

  Yu Zhi looked at the boy, who blinked innocently, "They want to touch my face, but I don't want them to."

   Really?

  Yu Zhi—

  I'll go, what about the agreed fight? What about a group of people who agreed to beat him up? After a long time, I just wanted to touch his face!

  At this moment, there is no 800-word composition, which is not enough for Yu Zhi to complain.

  What can I do as an old mother? Yu Zhi led a group of children to the steamed bun shop to buy big white steamed buns, each of whom shared one.

  Touch your face? That is impossible. Then eat steamed buns, isn't it just as white?

   And softly poured a bowl of chicken soup for the children: from now on, we will be good friends, and good friends should be harmonious and friendly, not fight or curse, and the older children should protect the younger ones.

Did you hear that? The last sentence is the point! Who made Xiaozi the smallest among them?

  The old mother can be said to have broken her heart.

  Yu Zhi was walking home with the boy on his back, the boy turned his head and glanced at the man who was said to be his father, and whispered to his mother.

   "Isn't my father dead?"

  Yu Zhi sighed, "The lid of the coffin wasn't closed tightly, the corpse was cheated, and it climbed up from the bottom."

   This person is like a brown candy, he follows her wherever she goes, and can't be shaken off, annoying!

  She has come to Ancheng, and she still meets, what kind of fate is this.

  The little brat turned his head and looked again, "Mother, he's really good-looking." He's better looking than all of Da Kuan's father, "I just don't know if he eats a lot, and does it cost money?"

   No, baby, what do you mean?

   "Fei! He's wasting money." Yu Zhi said decisively, "He can raise ten of you if you raise one! Boy, think about it, our family doesn't have much money."

  If you raise him, you will not be able to raise you. Can you do this multiple-choice question?

   Fortunately, the little boy did not disappoint Yu Zhi, "Forget it, our family can't afford it, so let him go later."

  Although the voice was low, Wen Jiuxiao could hear the conversation between the mother and son clearly. His face turned black, what is this all about? When did he let her raise him? What the **** did this woman teach his son?

  Why are you so sure it's his son?

  Looks like him! According to Qingfeng, if they were carved out of the same mold as him, one could tell they were father and son at a glance.

  Of course Yu Zhi didn't deny it, the brat is too precocious, where would she go to make up a father who would never appear for him all of a sudden?

  Wen Jiuxiao couldn't say anything, he only knew that seeing this child, his heart would soften, he wanted to get close to him, he wanted to hug him, and he didn't even doubt it. Isn't this the nature of a father and son?

   Son, he has a son! It was Yu Zhisheng!

  The moment he saw the child, Wen Jiuxiao's hands hidden under his sleeves trembled, and he mumbled several times for the first time without being startled, unable to say a word.

  In a short period of time today, he has experienced ups and downs from heaven to hell, and from **** to heaven, but he is willing.

   Qingfeng who followed was even more shocked. The third master not only found Miss Yu, but also a young master!

  San Ye has a son! This—this is just amazing!

   Not only met, but also went home, is it interesting enough?

  (end of this chapter)