The Long-awaited Mr Han

A boxy courtyard with a study room beside it.

Four people sat down in the main hall and someone came to tea.

Wen Ren said: "This is the green tea we planted ourselves in Houshan. When we are fine, we also go to pick tea and play with ourselves."

Lu Man doesn't pay much attention to drinking tea, and it's not obvious how good or bad it is.

At most, she likes some flavors, and she doesn't like some flavors.

But drinking the green tea planted by Wenjia is really delicious.

Refreshing and sweet.

"Sister." A familiar and clear female voice sounded.

Looking around, it was Wei Wucai who came with Xie Jiling.

Xie Jiling wore a wide T-shirt and jeans, a pair of white sneakers, still looks the same as a minor.

Seeing Lu Man, Xie Jiling was very happy.

"Spirit!" Lu Man exclaimed happily, just about to ask her to come over and sit beside him.

Han Zhuoli cleared his throat and coughed up, looking at Xie Jiling.

With full of hope in his eyes, Xie Jiling was very clear that he and Lu Man were husband and wife. They called Aunt Lu Man last time.

Xie Jiling seemed to see that Han Zhuoli was also there. Just about to open his mouth, he suddenly collapsed, turned his head and changed his mouth again, "Auntie."

Then he called Han Zhuoli: "Uncle."

Han Zhuoli: "..."

This little girl would rather call Lu Man older, rather than call him younger, right?

Lu Man: "..."

The stunned Han Zhuoli was changed from her sister to an aunt. Was she wronged?

"Is there anything uncomfortable in your body after I leave?" Xie Jiling asked with a smile.

Seeing her curvy smile, Lu Man couldn't help but be happy and laughed.

All the people around this little girl can really be in a good mood.

"No, everything is normal, there is no different feeling." Lu Man said.

"That's right, I'm right, you can rest assured that nothing will happen." Xie Jiling said.

It turned out that Xie Jiling was worried that Lu Man and Han Zhuoli had passed through this time, and there was still a shadow in their hearts.

Lu Man and Han Zhuoli both understood Xie Jiling's intentions, and indeed because of her assurance, they were quite relieved.

Wen Ren said: "Despite your peace of mind, what the girl said will work. As long as she says it, she will be 100% confident."

"Don't look at her young age, Xie's family can send her to explain her skills." Wen Ren said to Xie Jiling very confident.

"This time, I came to thank you specially. If Xie Jiling passed, I wouldn't wake up." Han Zhuoli said, "So we came back as soon as we got back home."

"Where, it's too polite." Wen Ren didn't care.

"In addition, I also sent you invitations." Han Zhuoli gave the invitations to Wen Ren and Xie Jiling, as well as Wei Wucai, "My long wedding is at the end of this month, if you have time, go to join in the fun."

He said to Wei Wucai: "Originally your invitation was intended to be sent to Qian Zi, but you came here today, and you are there, so you don't need to change your hand again."

Wei Wucai took it with a smile.

Wenren took a look at the wedding time that was posted on it, "It happens that we all have time that day, and it's okay to go lively."