Lu Yongfei exploded as if he had been stabbed in a sore foot.

"What's wrong? Why do you speak so vulgarly?"

Being called "vulgar" by him, Lin Wenfang was not annoyed: "I am vulgar? Not as vulgar as what you do."

She looked at him with disappointment, as if she had seen through him.

"Have you ever done it, you know it yourself."

"We didn't," Lu Yongfei gritted his teeth and said word by word, "You heard it clearly, I have never done anything wrong to you, and she and I are innocent."

Lin Wenfang was already extremely disappointed in him.

"Lu Yongfei, you are so disgusting."

He didn't expect that the gap between the two was so large that he couldn't communicate with her at all.

"How could you become so... unreasonable."

"Well, I can't understand."

She recognized his words lightly, and murmured like she was talking to herself.

"If you don't have any love for your old classmate, why did you marry me in the first place? It might be better for you to marry her. She won't meet a husband who treats her badly, and you won't meet an unreasonable me."

Lu Yongfei smiled bitterly and took a breath.

"Yeah," he said.

Lu Miao didn't cry when she walked down the street.

She thought that when she heard her parents really say the word "divorce", she must not be able to bear it, and cried so hard that she passed out.

She really wanted to cry, but she knew it was not good to cry, and it was not good for them to hear that she heard.

The parents are exhausted, and if she wants comfort, they need to take care of her emotions.

——Miao Miao is a high school student! At this age, Miao Miao can’t cry casually, she needs her parents to coax her!

Lu Miao said to himself.

She tried to coax herself, and then waited for her parents to calm down before returning home.

This is the only thing she can do for her parents in this situation.

On the bustling streets, all kinds of people are rushing in the direction of home.

Lu Miao was alone, against the crowd, away from her home.

——It's alright, just wandering outside, maybe you can meet Jiang Haoyue after school and come back with him.

She didn't go very far and stopped at a pedestrian plaza a few blocks away.

——When I see Jiang Haoyue, I want to tell him that I got into the top fifteen of my class in the exam, and I even got on the honor roll... I am very happy.

Thinking of the exam papers with excellent grades in the schoolbag, Lu Miao smiled again.

At the beginning of the neon lights, the hawkers set up their stalls.

Malatang was cooked to the sound of gurgling, sausages were fried until golden and crispy, and boneless chicken fillets were sizzling with oil in the pot...

After walking around patiently for a few laps, Lu Miao slapped her purse: "It's decided, eat a chicken wing with rice!"

The owner of Chicken Wings Rice was sorting out the materials, and the little girl handed over the money to let him open.

"It will take ten minutes to be ready, can you wait?"

Lu Miao should be fine.

When the chicken wing wraps were ready, she idly went to the stall next to her to hang out.

The pedestrian plaza gathers all kinds of stalls, and it is very lively at night.

There are those who sell accessories, those who sell clothes, those who sell video discs, those who sell daily miscellaneous necessities, those who throw hoops and dolls...

Lu Miao's heart was full of chicken wings and rice, and he was dazed and did not stop in front of any of the stalls.

Walking and walking, she came to the end of the booth.

A small broken car covered with red ropes entered her line of sight.

On the broken car, there was a simple sentence: [Red rope ensures safety].

Lu Miao is definitely not a superstitious person. She does not believe in Buddhism or religion in her family. She was taught that "everything is done by human beings" and that "fortune-telling is all a scam" since she was a child, and she also firmly remembered it in her mind.

"keep us safe."

She read these three words obsessively, hesitantly, and walked to the booth.

"Can it really be safe?"

She scratched her head and asked the stall owner stupidly.

"Of course," Uncle Fatty's boss saw the customer come to the door, and he flicked her without any effort: "The safety rope is used to ensure safety, to attract wealth, ward off evil spirits, prevent villains, and ask for peach blossoms. It has all the functions you want. Sincerity is wise.”

Lu Miao pondered for a moment, then asked a more stupid question: "Why are you sincere?"

"Oh, well, let me see..."

Although the little girl asked a philosophical question, the fat uncle used his super business acumen to bring her back to the business scene.

"Well, buy this, it's hand-knitted."

The direction he pointed was a pile of unadorned, straight red ropes.

"Two strands are enough to weave a safety rope, like the one I sell here. But you are so sincere, little sister, buy this kind of four-strand. This style is difficult, it takes a long time to weave, you are willing to weave, and you will It must be honest enough."

"Oh. How to make it up? I can't make it up."

Lu Miao instantly took the bait and stared at the red line, obviously wanting to buy.

"It depends on your fate. If you buy it, I will send you an instruction manual." The uncle took out a piece of paper and explained how to weave a four-thread safety rope with pictures and texts.

"Okay, I want to buy it."

Lu Miao took out his wallet and was grateful: Uncle Fat is too kind.

"I want to buy three."

The boss cheerfully helped her put the rope into the plastic bag, and said, "Three copies? Are you planning to wear one for each of your family of three?"

"I don't wear it."

She counted the money and handed it to him.

"One for dad, one for mom, one for...my brother."