Nina meditated for a moment and said: "I felt inferior when I was forced to marry you, but later on, the beggar was good to me, and he was so handsome, I felt happy."
"What a lovely woman." Howard sneered.
"A lovely woman is fine, isn't she?"
Touching his chin, Howard said, "well, it's good, or how can I like it?"
"You come again. I have ignored you." Nina leaned on the seat and squinted her eyes, wanting to sleep.
Noticing that Nina was tired, he didn't say anything. After all, her physical strength was not as good as his. In addition, she didn't have a good rest last night, so she didn't catch a cold. It was very good.
The car soon drove away from the Rain family. Howard felt hungry.
As for Nina, she was hungry last night.
There was a home-made wooden van parked not far away. Howard stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.
Nina was having a dream in which the beggar husband was cooking delicious food for her
"Honey..." Called Howard.
"Honey..." Nina, click her lips.
He wondered what food she dreamed of.
Howard pinched Nina's nose.
"What are you doing?" Nina hesitated and opened her eyes reluctantly, "Mr. Howard?"
Howard nodded with a snicker.
Nina sat up immediately, "are you home?"
"No, I'm not. I'm a little hungry. Let's get off the car." With these words, he opened the door and directly walked towards the restaurant.
Nina murmured impatiently, "what kind of friend are you? Why don't you help me come down?"
It was not because Nina was sentimental. It was just that the terrain here was bumpy, and there were muddy small ripples everywhere.
Turning around, he asked, "you want me to hold you?"
She might as well jump! Nina smiled, waving her hands, "no, I was just kidding."
Nina jumped over a ditch just like a chess game, and finally arrived at the small plaque hall.
Meanwhile, Howard washed his hands and sat by the table.
In the humble and simple restaurant, They felt home.
After washing her hands, Nina sat down opposite to Howard. Then an old woman in her fifties came over and asked, "what would you like to eat?, sweet couple."
"Lady, we are not..." Nina explained.
"Come here, two bowls of home-made noddles. Don't put any pepper in them." Howard answered.
He tried to hold his breath. What he said just now was to admit that he was her boyfriend.
Nina stared at Howard and huffed.
The granny smiled and said to Nina, "girl, your boyfriend is a good man at first glance, and he is obviously a man who makes great achievements. Listen to me, marry him, and you will be happy in the future."
"Granny, I..."
"Thank you, Granny. My girlfriend is younger than me. She sometimes gets angry but I like her very much." Said Howard indifferently.
"Mother in law, don't you think this man is too ugly?" Nina squeezed a word from the gap between the two people's conversation.
"Girl!" The granny stopped, she said to Nina, "who thinks men are ugly for a woman with a rough willow leaf -- a man is ugly, and a woman is lucky to be ugly."
Just then, a cough came from the inner room.
"Oh, my husband called me. I'll go in now. The noodles will be ready soon. You two wait for a while. " Then granny went to the kitchen.
Howard narrowed her eyes and smiled, "the saying of granny is the essence. My sweetheart, no woman in the world cares about the appearance of a man, except you. What does it mean? You are silly!"
"Yes, I'm silly. I like handsome men. I'm so lucky to have a handsome guy like you. You know what? I'm so jealous of you!" Nina said arrogantly.
"Girl, no one ever tells you that being an anthomaniac is a disease!" Howard tore the cloth in his hand and bound it up again.
"I heard that love is the real disease. But... " Nina leaned over and looked at him, "Mr. Howard, you have proposed to me more than two hundred times. What do you take a fancy to?"
Without raising his eyelids, Howard answered, "because I love you, silly girl."
Well, Nina was choked by Howard's words. "Okay, Mr. Howard, I'll find a crazy woman to be your wife some other day."
"I think you are insane."
"The younger you are, the more you like to quarrel. When you reach our age, well, you will stop quarreling. We are about your age... "
"wife, we are even more quarrelsome than them at their age. But when I recall now, I don't think we are quarreling at all. I just like to amuse you to talk more..." At this time, the middle-aged man limped out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles in his hands.
Nina and Howard looked at each other, and Howard smiled.
Nina's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Howard was making fun of her.
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