At this time, Niu Wenjing also came over to watch the video.
Suddenly she raised her head and smiled, "Xiaofan, you are popular again."
Qin Fan was speechless. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I still hope to keep a low profile."
As he said that, he took another look and then said, "Fortunately, the sky is dark and the light is not good."
Niu Wenjing curled her lips and said: "You brat, you are different from others. It's great to be famous. Why do you keep trying to keep a low profile?"
Qin Fan smiled bitterly, "You don't understand."
Niu Wenjing glared and said, "You brat, you're showing off again."
After saying that, she turned around and hurried to the gas stove, opened the lid of the pot, dropped the rice, stirred it twice, closed the lid, then turned around and asked with a smile: "Xiaofan, what do you want to eat?"
Qin Fan waved his hand, "You can do whatever you want, I like whatever you do."
Niu Wenjing pursed her lips and smiled and said: "That brat is quite good at talking. After saying that, she went to get the food with a smile on her face."
Qin Fan sat on the sofa in the living room, and then he opened the comments and read some. The comments inside were basically good, but there were also some keyboard warriors who criticized Qin Fan.
Qin Fan doesn't care anymore. He has always looked down on this kind of keyboard warrior and is too lazy to argue with such people. Otherwise, such people will only lower their IQ.
This kind of guy keeps showing off on Weibo, but when it comes to real life, he gets cold feet.
After watching Qin Fan for a while, he closed Weibo and was too lazy to read it. Qin Fan just hoped that this matter would be over.
Immediately, he opened the reading software and began to read the online novel he was reading.
Half an hour later.
Niu Wenjing asked Qin Fan to eat.
After eating.
After packing up his things at home, Qin Fan drove Niu Wenjing back to the village.
On the road.
The traffic in this part of the city is relatively good and not too congested.
At this time, Niu Wenjing sat aside and said: "I hope I can return to the village safely this time."
Qin Fan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He knew that Niu Wenjing was probably psychologically affected by what happened yesterday. He immediately smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's not such a coincidence. Besides, there are only a few unqualified drivers."
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"Yes," Niu Wenjing nodded and smiled bitterly, glanced out the window, and then asked: "Xiaofan, your behavior towards passers-by last night must have been very chilling, right?"
Qin Fan frowned.
He sighed and smiled bitterly and said: "It would be a lie to say that I am not cold-hearted, but what can I do? I think the phenomenon of indifference among passers-by now has a lot to do with the government."
"yes."
Niu Wenjing nodded and said: "In the past, there were cases of people who were kind enough to help an old man, but they were blackmailed by the old man and their family members. Fortunately, there was surveillance and they were able to get rid of the injustice. Those damn guys could only apologize, but those who helped people were so kind.
It’s heartbreaking.”
As she spoke, Niu Wenjing turned her head and glanced at Qin Fan and asked, "Xiaofan, if one day you are blackmailed, will you save others again?"
Qin Fan thought for a moment and said: "To be honest, I would definitely not save anyone even if I beat him to death, but I think once I encounter this problem, I will definitely save him."
After a pause, Qin Fan shook his head and smiled and continued: "Besides, even if they blackmailed me, they will regret it."
"Why?" Niu Wenjing asked curiously.
Qin Fan sneered, "I will beat them up!"
Niu Wenjing: "..."
"You brat, you know how to show off," Niu Wenjing smiled, and immediately the two of them were chatting while driving.
Qin Fan drove faster along the way.
Two hours later.
The car arrived at Maixiang Village.
Qin Fan first drove the car to the door of the village chief Niu Dasheng's house and helped Niu Wenjing put the luggage into the yard, and then he returned to his home.
The car is parked in front of the house.
When Qin Fan arrived home, his sister-in-law Cuilan was sitting in the yard picking cotton.
"Xiaofan is back," Cuilan put down the cotton and stood up with a smile.
Qin Fan nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, sister-in-law."
As he said this, he glanced towards the living room, and then asked with a smile: "Sister-in-law, where are our parents?"
Cuilan smiled and said, "My parents went to visit relatives today."
As she spoke, she pursed her lips and smiled and said, "By the way, we drove that BMW there today."
"I'll go"...
Qin Fan was startled and asked with a smile: "Dad didn't know how to drive before. When did he learn how to drive?"
Cuilan pursed her lips and smiled and said: "You don't know this, right? Our dad started learning it when you went to the United States. I didn't expect that he could learn it well and he was quite good at it."
Qin Fan said with a smile, "It's good to let dad go for a drive, but dad doesn't have a driver's license, so it's better to keep it low. I'll get one for him when I have time."
"Yes," Cuilan nodded and smiled, "Actually, I think so too."
Qin Fan nodded humbly.
Immediately he pulled a stool over and helped his sister-in-law choose cotton.
After finishing it, Cuilan went to cook while Qin Fan returned to his house.
At this time, Xiaoli was still squatting on the stool next to his bed, sleeping with his eyes squinted.
When he saw Qin Fan come in, Xiao Li still lazily ignored Qin Fan and continued to sleep.
At this time, Qin Fan looked at this little guy like this, and he must be angry in his heart.
Damn it, I haven’t seen this guy for a long time, and he still ignores me when I look at him.
Suddenly Qin Fan walked up to Xiaoli and said: "Xiaoli, damn, you sleep all day long, sleep on a piece of wool, and get up for me."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoli slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced at Qin Fan's angry face, but Xiaoli still ignored him, and then buried his head there again and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
"Holy shit"...
Qin Fan would definitely be even more angry when he saw it, "Damn, I let you sleep."
As he spoke, Qin Fan pushed a stool. When the stool tilted, the little raccoon dog slid down. igsrc='/iage/1287/1604324webp'width='900'