When I walked back to the village, the village was quiet. Due to the heavy rain, every household closed its windows and doors.

Baijia Village has done a good job in water conservancy measures, which is better than in big cities. There are drainage ditches dug by villagers everywhere. With such heavy rain, there is no water accumulation in the roads in the village.

The passers-by who had suffered before arrived in Baijia Village and found the farmhouses in Baijia Village to have a rest. There were more people outside, dozens of people crowded in the farmhouses. The farmhouses were busy, mainly because there were not enough quilts. The mountains are not like the cities, but it really felt like winter came, and it was even colder at night.

The people from the farm stay ran to Mr. Wan's house to borrow the excess quilt.

Bai Lu and her father first walked to Uncle Wan's house to rest. The Bai family's house was far away from the end of the village. Uncle Wan's wife, Aunt Wan, came over with clean clothes and urged Bai Lu to take a shower here as soon as possible.

Bai Lu's nose was itchy and sneezing. Once she was really sick, she would definitely be scolded by her elder brother and Jun Ye. Thinking of this, she stopped caring about it and borrowed Wanjia's bathroom to take a hot shower.

At the same time, Aunt Wan cooked ginger soup to drive away the cold for those who were wet from the rain.

When Bai Lu was sitting on a small stool with a bowl of ginger soup after taking a shower, Aunt Wan took a dry towel in her hand and kept helping her to wipe her hair, saying, "How beautiful your hair is, like your dad."

No one said she looked like her mother. After all, the Bai family has good genes, which is well known and beautiful. It is said that it is attributed to the Bai family.

In fact, Bai Lu remembers that her mother is also a beauty.

But Aunt Wan didn't remember it. Because Bai Lu's mother came to Baijia Village less often than Bai Lu. In Baijia Village, what everyone may only remember is that Bai Lu's mother's mother went to Baijia Village last time when she was buried here.

After drinking a bowl of ginger water, my whole body became much hotter.

I saw her father standing in the living room of Wanjia, holding a telephone microphone.

Uncle Wan passed by and saw her father, saying, "What are you calling? You can't get through again. Why are you anxious? Isn't my daughter here? Do you want to drive your daughter back?"

Maybe her father was calling her brother and asked her brother to come and take her back quickly, Bai Lu thought to herself.

There should be very few such father-daughter relationships in this world. Her father seemed to have never wanted to see her for a moment.

After the rain slowed down slightly, the could not stay at Wan's house forever and wanted to go back to their own house. Aunt Wan took an umbrella and lent Bai Lu to Bai Lu, and asked her to take it with her father home, and told her to be careful all the way.

When Bai Lu walked down the steps of Wan’s family, she could hear Aunt Wan talking to Mr. Wan from behind.

Aunt Wan said: Look, how beautiful this Bai family daughter is, I don’t know who she married.

Uncle Wan said: Her son is four years old. Don’t be foolish about being a matchmaker for others.

People are beautiful, and when they marry and have children, they are still missed by others.

White dew is speechless.

The road to the Bai family seemed a little remote. The Bai family was not in Baijia Village before, so when the houses that were renovated were gathered together, the Bai family's house naturally became alone.

Bai Jianye decided to come back to live, and the Bai family paid a sum of money to start repairing the ancestral house. After about a year of repair, it became a two-story building like this.

With a very small area, Bai Jianye may think that except for him, his son and daughter may not live in Baijia Village in the future. Don’t waste any unnecessary money.

After entering the door of the Bai family, Bai Lu finally heard the first thing her father said since he saw her this time.

"Sit down." Bai Jianye said, "I'll go pour tea."

The voice is slow and gentle, and it has always been the style of the Bai family men. She knows this, and her brother has the same temper. But after hearing this, Bai Lu doesn't know why, why does she think that her father is greeting guests instead of seeing her daughter.

"Dad, please sit down. If you want to pour tea, I will pour it." Bai Lu did not sit down and followed Bai Jianye and said.

Bai Jianye, who was about to walk into the kitchen, heard her words and looked back at her, her eyes seemed a little complicated. Finally, he insisted: "You sit here. You are not familiar with it yet. It's not too late to do these things when you are familiar with it."

Bai Lu had no choice but to retreat, return to the living room, and sit on the sofa dryly.

She had never seen this sofa before, and it should have been bought a new one. When she touched it, the leather was very good, and it might be imported from the original product.

Bai Lu raised her waist and looked around the house. Some things in the house really surprised her. For example, the pendulum clock hanging on the wall, when she saw the design, it was definitely something that could not be found on the market. In terms of design, the price was quite expensive.

The set of porcelain dolls on the table and the set of Ru cellars on the table are all so exquisite and beautiful.

Her dad is really rich.

This is the thought that flashed through Bai Lu's heart in an instant.

Of course, her father couldn't have no money. He used to be an architect, but he has not yet lost his reputation. Those who do architectural design are already very rich. An engineering design can earn millions.

What is a mere set of imported sofas?

However, she had never paid close attention to her father's kind of romantic person before. What is romantic? Like her brother and sister-in-law, the mood is just about buying water and buying all kinds of clean water, which is good for health. Other furniture is rarely spent. Not to mention her and Jun Ye, she has always advocated spending money on the edge of the knife, and she does not advocate buying anything that is unnecessary. For example, the sofas at her house are given by the elderly when they get married, and the ones they give are not imported brand sofas.

In terms of petty bourgeois mood, her brother and her really can't match her father.

Bai Jianye came out of the kitchen, brought her a cup of boiling water, walked to the coffee table, and saw her wandering around with a tea cup, and seemed to remember it, and asked, "Do you drink tea?"

"No." Bai Lu put down the teacup in her hand and said, "Dad, you can sit down, don't be busy."

Bai Jianye sat down.

The were speechless again.

Bai Lu looked at her father's head with a close look. It was really true that her father had white hair. It was not unusual for her father to grow white hair. However, suddenly, when she saw her daughter, she felt a little emotional.

"Dad, is there anything in the refrigerator? I'll cook tonight." Bai Lu said with her cuffs rolled up.

Bai Jianye raised his head and seemed a little surprised when he heard her words: "Are you cooking? Your mother--"

Bai Lu doesn't really know how to cook, because Bai Lu's mother is not good at cooking.

"Dad, you may not know. My husband is a chef. After marrying him, I am different now and I am very good at cooking." Sister Bai Lu boasted and said with shamelessness.

"Yes. It's different for you to marry, it's time to change." Bai Jianye smiled at this moment and nodded at her.

The conversation between seemed to have a fusion.

Bai Jianye took her upstairs to see the room she was staying in tonight.

Bai Lu followed up the stairs with her luggage bag. The stairs were made of ancient wood. It can be seen that her father is a famous building city.

When he walked to the second floor, he opened a room and Bai Jianye said to her: "Today [31 Novel Network     ] You can stay here late."

"Dad, where are you?"

"I live downstairs."

Bai Jianye's room has always been downstairs. It was designed when the house was started. His room was downstairs. The rooms on the second floor are all for children and grandchildren.

Bai Lu once again felt deeply that her father wanted to be a person isolated from his family. Even the room was designed to be a floor separated from his children.

For her, it felt incredible.

Walk into the room and take off your shoes and change into slippers.

The room usually seems to be cleaned up. The glass on the window table is almost dusty, so someone should have wiped it frequently.

A pot of gardenia was placed on the windowsill. Under the pressure of the rain, the petals soon wilted. Sister Bai Lu, who likes flowers, hurriedly moved the pot of the small flower to save the flowers.

After working hard for a while, I packed my luggage, wiped the sweat from my forehead with my back of my hand, and then turned on my phone, but there was no signal at all, so I could only breathe gently.

In the evening, when it was time to dinner, more and more people left the house. Especially those outsiders who lived in farmhouses. They came out in groups of three or three, holding umbrellas, and wandered around the village boredly.

There are also people who make trouble so that everyone can't do anything about it. Because the incident suddenly happened, there were more guests staying at the accommodation. The room in the farmhouse was not very enough, and even the whole family had a room. In this way, it was inevitable that two or three people would squeeze into a bed. But some people just thought that they were the old man who paid the money and would definitely not be able to withstand this kind of treatment no matter what.

Someone hurried to their Bai family and knocked on the door panel, dongdongdongdongdongdongdong.

Bai Jianye, who was tidying up the refrigerator, and Bai Lu, who had just lying on the bed, were awakened.

When Bai Lu put on her slippers and walked downstairs, she heard her father opening the door and talking to the visitors who came to her.

The other party may be the owner of the farmhouse and asked Bai Jianye: "Uncle Bai, you have the most rooms here. Can you free up one and let my people live there? Don't worry. I will give you all the rent for you as your own rent, and I won't give you a penny."

"Is there something wrong?" her father asked in a gentle tone.

"The family didn't want to squeeze a bed or sleep on the floor. I really couldn't stand them anymore, and it was hard to drive them down the mountain. If they continued to make trouble, I couldn't make a room for them. I could only come to Uncle Bai to borrow a house."

Which family doesn’t lend it? They come to Bai’s family to borrow it. Maybe the Bai family lives in fewer people and many rooms. It’s also possible that they are her father, who is still a relatively easy-to-talk person.

That is, her father lives alone in Baijia Village. If he doesn't have a good relationship with these neighbors, how can he survive? The villagers are most likely to hold grudges and remember all small things for a long time. If her father refuses them when they are in a hurry and is quick, he may suffer in the future.

People should be patient.

Bai Jianye's gentle voice was not fluctuating at all, and he said, "You let them come here. I just don't have anything delicious here. If they want to eat, please go to the farmhouse to have a meal."

"No problem! It's time to eat. I run a restaurant, but I just do this business." As long as Bai Jianye is willing to let the family come here to live, it is the greatest blessing for the farm owner.

Bai Lu combed her hair and went downstairs and closed the door of the room. Since there were guests coming, she had to help her father prepare. I don’t know what kind of person was coming, but it must be a troublesome person, otherwise how could she get the boss of the farmhouse to plead with their house?

Thinking of this, Bai Lu suddenly felt a little bad premonition in her heart.

After a while, the family came over, with four people in total, three women and one man. The family of three and a sister-in-law were Chen Qiaoli, her husband, Mr. Zhang, daughter, Jasmine, and Mr. Zhang's sister Zhang Mingzhu.

Bai Lu couldn't escape and faced Chen Qiaoli. Chen Qiaoli didn't recognize her for a moment, but instead Moli screamed first and shouted: "Mom, it's that Nannan's mother!"

"Ah!" Chen Qiaoli covered her wide mouth, "Bai Branch Secretary?"

"You know? Who?" Mr. Zhang asked.

Chen Qiaoli's expression was a little reluctant: "My former middle school classmate."

Bai Lu knew when she saw her expression. Chen Qiaoli didn't want to look very enthusiastic with her. This was completely different from the last time she met. The reason for this is very simple. Chen Qiaoli's husband is here.

Seeing Mr. Zhang asking Bai Lu's situation excitedly, Chen Qiaoli said in a cold voice: "You talk about her? She is married, and there is a daughter who is the same age as our Jasmine. I have seen her husband. She is a doctor. Can you compare to her?"

Mr. Zhang's voice was hoarse.

Of course Bai Lu was tactful and would not join in the fun with them.

While a group of people were chattering, Mr. Zhang's sister Zhang Mingzhu sat on a chair and gasped, saying, "My feet hurt, where is the room?"
To be continued...