Chapter 269 (1/2)

”Your vegetables and rice are the freshest and best, and the delivery is also on time. This is the material money owed to you this month!” the temple host handed the note to the man.

The man took the note and said with a smile, ”since the host is satisfied, then deliver the goods in the future. Remember to inform me, and I will leave the best to you!!”

”Good!! sure!!” the host is an old man about 70 years old. He smiles and smiles. He is very kind.

As like as two peas, I'll see you, ”said the man.” then I saw the man turn around and leave, and the warm morning had already been staring out of the window. She didn't believe that anyone in the world was looking alike.

”Husband... Husband...” when wennuan ran out of the temple, Yi Hao got on the van and started it. Wennuan ran after the car and shouted loudly.

But the man in the car didn't seem to hear it and drove quickly.

Wennuan sees herself getting farther and farther away in the car. She is so anxious that she keeps stamping her feet in place. She doesn't know how to stop the pickup truck.

As like as two peas, she did not believe that there were two people in the world who were exactly alike, so it must be AI Hao, her husband!

Thinking that Yihao was not dead, wennuan was so happy that she almost burst into tears. However, the joy in her heart has not been completely expressed, and she is so lost*

If he is Yihao, since he is not dead, why doesn't he come to find himself?

Did he have to suffer, or for some other reason? Or does he not want to be himself at all?

Thinking of this, wennuan had to squat in the street and watch the pickup truck getting farther and farther away from him, and the tears fell down like beads on a broken line.

”Husband, husband, husband...”

I don't know how long I cried in the street. Wennuan quickly got up and ran to the temple to find the host and want to get some clues from him.

”I'm sorry, little girl. I really don't know the name of the boy who delivers vegetables, let alone where he lives. I only know that on the first day of each month, he will personally come to the temple and ask us if we need to send some food!!” the host said very sincerely, and warm looked at his face that didn't lie. He was very disappointed.

It's not easy to have a clue, but

She was unable to express her thanks before she went back to the hotel.

Lying on the bed, wennuan pulled the quilt and suddenly cried. She didn't know why she cried. She only knew that she was very wronged, very wronged, very sad and very sad. It felt like a very precious thing. It was lost and recovered, but she didn't have time to touch it, so she lost it here

Or, more like that thing, it still exists, but it doesn't belong to itself.