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Chapter 1245 Quality Father and Son

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    With Xiaoxian¡¯s guidance, Jiang Siming drove more skillfully than the locals, so he turned wherever he needed to go.

    "Husband, how come you are so familiar with the roads in Chongqing?" Reba asked curiously.

    Jiang Siming smiled proudly and said: "How smart your husband is. He has memorized all the maps of Chongqing City once before, little Cass!"

    Xiaoxian, who turned into an earphone and hung it on Jiang Siming's left ear, covered her mouth and snickered, but she still worked hard to guide Jiang Siming's route.

    When the car drove past a snack street, Reba suddenly felt hungry. She leaned on the car window and stared at the large piles of Chongqing snacks passing by, swallowing her saliva.

    Jiang Siming smiled, knowing that she didn¡¯t say anything on purpose, just pretending to be pitiful to him~

    Jiang Siming, who was deliberately teasing her, pretended not to notice her and drove the car leisurely through the snack street.

    Reba couldn¡¯t hold it in anymore, she pouted, with a flattering expression on her face, and said coquettishly: ¡°Hubby, I¡¯m hungry~~¡±

    "Ah? Are you hungry? I'll buy you a pack of instant noodles when I go to the hotel later. Do you want braised beef or mushrooms and chicken?"

    ¡°You stinky bastard~ I don¡¯t want instant noodles, I want to eat skewers and squid~~ Please~¡±

    Reba held Jiang Siming¡¯s hand and shook it, looking like a cute little woman acting coquettishly.

    Jiang Siming glanced fondly and said with a bad smile: "I can take you to eat, but how will you compensate me tonight?"

    Reba¡¯s face turned red, she leaned into Jiang Siming¡¯s ear and whispered a few words.

    ¡°This sounds very tempting, let¡¯s go!¡±

    Jiang Siming passed the intersection and turned the car around. Reba pretended to look at the scenery outside the window, but in fact she was letting the heat on her face fade away quickly.

    I don¡¯t know how, but every time I go out alone with Jiang Siming, I can¡¯t help but want to do my best to ¡®serve¡¯ him.

    ¡°Perhaps Reba feels that it is really rare to get the opportunity to get along with her man among so many sisters.

    Jiang Siming found a place to park the car and led Reba into the night market in Chongqing.

    This snack street has everything. The aroma of various foods rushes into your nose, and even Jiang Siming has his index finger moving.

    Hot and sour noodles, dandan noodles, Malatang, Chao Shou, twists, etc., all kinds of delicacies and snacks are available.

    Coupled with the crowded atmosphere of this night market, it is really hard not to pay.

    "I want to eat hot and sour noodles! Boss, please have two bowls."

    Reba couldn¡¯t wait any longer, so she first ordered two bowls of hot and sour noodles, then took Jiang Siming and ran to buy a large skewer of barbecue, and then ordered a large portion of Chaoshou and a twist snack.

    When I came back with my things, the hot and sour noodles were ready, so I could enjoy them all at once.

    "She's quite good at eating." Jiang Siming said to her with a smile.

    Reba chuckled and said, "When I was in college, I often went to the snack street behind our school to eat like this. This is called eating the most in the least time."

    After saying that, Reba took Jiang Siming to find a place to sit down, wiped the table and chairs with paper towels, and the two began to sit down and start moving.

    Jiang Siming took out the dishes and chopsticks from the ring as usual and put everything inside to avoid being unhygienic.

    ¡°Being poor means a lot.¡± At this time, a middle-aged man at the table next to him suddenly said sarcastically.

    ¡°I guess she was jealous because Jiang Siming had such a beautiful girlfriend.

    Although he couldn¡¯t see Reba¡¯s face because Jiang Siming and Reba were sitting against the wall, Reba was facing the wall and could only see her back.

    But the back view alone is enough to make men linger. She is definitely a beautiful woman.

    Jiang Siming also has zero sense of presence, so when the other person looks at him, he will subconsciously ignore his appearance and not know who he is at all.

    Hearing this man¡¯s sarcasm, Jiang Siming turned to look at him.

    This man also had a little boy with him. The little boy was about ten years old. He kept playing pranks while eating. He took apart all the new chopsticks given by the shop owner and threw them into the trash can.

    The two fathers and sons were both incompetent. Jiang Siming was too lazy to argue with such people, so he pretended not to hear and continued to talk and laugh with Reba while eating.

    "Dad, I've finished eating! I want to go out to play!" the boy shouted.

    The middle-aged man had no choice but to glance at Reba¡¯s back reluctantly. He still wanted to wait and see what this woman looked like. Forget it, she must be the killer from the back, so it¡¯s okay not to look at her!

    When checking out, the waiter found the chopsticks soiled by the boy and frowned: "Why did your child soil all the disposable chopsticks? This whole bundle?Ten chopsticks were wasted.  "

    "Oh, how much is it worth? You're arguing with a child who is playful. Really, hurry up and find the money." The man said nonchalantly.

    The waiter had no choice but to swallow his anger and pay him the bill.

    The man took the child and walked out of the store.

    Not long after, Jiang Siming also finished eating. After paying, Jiang Siming took Reba and walked out of the store.

    Reba was holding her belly, eating to fullness, and holding a bottle of cold drink in her hand to take a sip from time to time.

    It's too spicy

    Her mouth turned red.

    "Do you still want to eat?" Jiang Siming asked her with a smile.

    Reba quickly shook her head and said: "I can't eat anymore~ Let's go back. If I eat more, my stomach will be bigger than a ball."

    Jiang Siming shook his head with a smile, led his girlfriend out of the snack street, and walked to the parking place.

    At this time, he suddenly saw that the father and son were nearby. The man was talking on the phone, while his son ran to someone else's car and used the stones he picked up to scratch the other person's car.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? squeak!

    The harsh sound came, and the boy felt very interesting and rowed even more energetically.

    He has scratched seven cars, including Jiang Siming's Mercedes-Benz G, which he scratched the most.

    The car body is full of scratches and the paint is exposed.

    "Why is this child so unqualified?" Reba asked anxiously. Jiang Siming motioned for her to calm down, and then he walked over and twisted the naughty child up.

    "Let me go! Dad! Dad! Save me!" As soon as the naughty kid was caught, he immediately called his dad.

    The man just finished making the phone call. When he looked back, he became angry and ran over immediately.

    "What are you doing? Let go of my son!"

    Jiang Siming stared at him and said, "Your son has scratched so many cars, including mine, are you blind?"

    The man took a look and saw that it was true. All the nearby cars had been scratched. His son was holding rocks in his hands. There were cameras here, and the evidence was irrefutable.

    The man could only apologize and said with a smile: "The kid is ignorant, I'm sorry, brother, I will educate him well when I go back!"

    "I don't care how you educate him, what I want now is compensation for my car."

    "Umwhich car are you in?" The man looked at the scratched cars. Except for the Mercedes-Benz G, the others were all cheap cars.

    He was praying in his heart, as long as it's not a big g.

    Jiang Siming was too lazy to reply to him, so he took out the car key and pressed it, and the Mercedes-Benz G made a "sweet" sound.

    The man¡¯s heart twitched when he heard it, and he wanted to strangle his son to death.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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