"I'm waiting in the building to ship the goods to Changming Town, but Manager An Feng didn't come today."
"You have been with him for more than three years. Do you know where he lives?"
"Don't know? How could you not know?"
Xie Wuhan was extremely excited, and he asked loudly as he lost all his previous timidity and weakness.
The gray-haired old coachman smiled bitterly and said: "Manager An always gets off the bus halfway and stops at North Street. He never lets me deliver it directly to the door of my house."
"As for what you said about me following him for more than three years, little girl without disaster, how often have I ever said such a thing?"
"My car belongs to the building, and it doesn't belong to Manager An alone."
"If he calls me, I will see him off. If he doesn't call me, I will take some time off."
Xie Wuhan was confused, his mind was buzzing and he was in a mess.
She once heard with her own ears that Qin Che Fu said that he had been with An Feng for more than three years, how could he change so quickly in a short period of time?
"you......"
Staring blankly at the old coachman who looked serious and didn't look like he was lying, Xie Wuhan had an idea and turned to the back of the carriage.
She remembered that there was the word "An" gilded and hanging on the back of the carriage, which was exactly the same as what An Feng said was engraved on the sign of An's store.
If the person is wrong, what about the sign?
Taking a closer look, Xie Wuhan was shocked, and felt that his eyes were going dark and the sky was spinning.
The gilded character "安" disappeared, replaced by a large character "Zhao".
"Zhao family..."
She stepped forward to caress her unbelievingly, again and again.
"boom."
Until the end, she clenched her fists and beat hard.
"Why is it the Zhao family?"
"Where's Anjia? Where did Anjia go?"
She seemed to have lost her mind and was gradually going crazy.
"Wuhan girl, yo yo yo, what are you doing?"
"If you have something to say, let's talk it over."
"Lao Li, hurry up, help me pull it out."
"Here, this girl is probably possessed by a demon."
The old coachman turned pale with fright and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
If the carriage of Muxiulou is damaged deliberately, you will have to pay for it.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Xie Wuhan was exhausted and was carried to the open space by two people.
This time, she didn't hold it back and cried loudly.
One coincidence is a coincidence, and two coincidences can also be said to be a coincidence.
But what about three times, what about four times?
How could there be so many coincidences in this world? It was just a glimmer of extravagant hope that she had.
But now, her extravagant hopes have come to nothing, and she has to accept the current reality even if she doesn't want to accept it.
...
For three days in a row, Xie Wuhan locked himself in his room.
No food, no drink, no sound.
No matter how many questions and comforts Xie Hongchun and his wife asked, she just remained silent and did not answer.
I wash my face with tears day and night, crying till my heart breaks.
Wang is a woman after all, and she is more thoughtful than Xie Hongchun.
Most likely, she guessed some of the reasons.
I guessed it, but didn't dare to ask more.
My precious daughter is already like this? How can she dare to add fuel to the fire inappropriately?
All she could do was to stay with her silently all the time, for fear that her daughter, who was trapped in love, would commit suicide.
"No disaster, listen to my mother, it's hard to find three-legged toads in the world. Aren't there two-legged men everywhere?"
"An Feng, An Feng has eyes for gold and jade. He doesn't know how good my daughter is."
"If you miss it, you miss it. Trust me, I will help you choose a better one next year."
"Looks, family background, character, everything surpasses him."
Holding Xie Wuhan in her arms, who was getting more and more haggard day by day, Mrs. Wang wished she could take out the meat cleaver at home and cut the heartless man into pieces, then chop him into pieces and feed them to the dogs.
"Mom, I'm fine, I'm not in the way."
Finally, Xie Wuhan, who had been half-dead for three days, spoke.
Her tears were still wet, her hair was disheveled, but the smile that Wang had been looking forward to for a long time appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I don't plan to get married in this life, I want to live alone, protect myself, and protect our Xie family."
"Mom, the wandering Taoist priest I met when I was a child is a liar. I am destined to be without disaster and have many blessings. I will not marry a man named An at the age of twenty as he said."
"I want to practice martial arts and practice Taoism."
"I want no one in this world to deceive me or treat me like a fool."
She gathered her long hair and said with firm eyes.
Wang tremblingly stretched out her hand, touched Xie Wuhan's forehead, and tried again and again: "Girl, do you have a fever? Are you confused?"
The latter struggled to get out of bed, put on his clothes, and cleaned himself up.
Then, under the horrified gaze of Xie Hongchun and his wife, who dared not breathe, she picked up five kilograms of fresh animal meat from the butcher's stall and went straight to Suning's pharmacy across the street.