Humans are animals that are very good at associating. They will always push the existing evidence infinitely closer to the "reality" they imagine, and then naturally create an extremely unreliable misunderstanding.
Later, Xie Yuguo said that he didn't go in at that time because he just thought it was inappropriate for him to rush into the girl's boudoir. He really didn't think what the two people were doing inside.
His words were naturally attributed to sophistry. Not only did no one believe him, but he was also stuck in the men's doubles match in the last hour of this year.
Su Yuncheng and Lin Nianhe certainly didn't do anything to avoid being discovered.
Su Yuncheng was painting a portrait of Lin Nianhe, and what he painted was exactly the scene of her sitting on a small sofa reading a book.
Lin Nianhe originally thought this posture was great and he would not feel tired no matter how long he sat. But with him staring at her, she couldn't read a single word in the book, and she felt sleepy after a long time.
When Lin Huaizhou came in, she thought the performance was over, and asked him with innocent eyes, "Brother, do you want to cook dumplings?"
Lin Huaizhou didn't want to eat dumplings. He looked at the two people two or three meters away and felt his face was very hot.
"Ahem... where's painting, painting?"
He moved uncomfortably behind Su Yuncheng.
Lin Nianhe didn't have an easel or drawing board here. Su Yuncheng was sitting behind the desk, and the pencils in his hands were the most common black and red pencils.
Seeing the mostly completed painting on the paper, Lin Huaizhou was completely convinced that he had misunderstood.
As a result, he became even more embarrassed.
Su Yuncheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, saying nothing.
"Um...I'll get you some food." Lin Huaizhou ran away.
Lin Nianhe was confused: "What's wrong with my brother?"
Su Yuncheng lowered his eyes and looked away from her, and replied in a calm tone: "I'm afraid you're hungry."
It wasn't that he wanted to make up for Lin Huaizhou, but mainly because he was afraid of teaching Lin Nianhe a bad lesson.
Lin Nianhe didn't think much about it at all. Her brother's sudden entry made her sober up. She rolled her eyes and looked at Su Yuncheng who was painting seriously.
The tip of the pen touched the paper, and the soft rustling sound made the room even quieter. It seemed that even the sound of snow falling on the window lattice could be clearly heard.
Su Yuncheng drew for nearly half an hour before putting down the pen. He took the drawing paper and looked at Lin Nianhe again. He was not very satisfied.
His painting skills were poor and he could not fully depict her agility.
When Lin Nianhe saw his actions, he immediately stood up from the sofa and leaned over to look at the painting.
"so beautiful!"
She couldn't help but sigh.
There were only three colors on the drawing paper: black, white and gray, but she felt the gentle and warm tones that did not exist on the paper.
"So beautiful."
She sighed again.
Lin Nianhe held the drawing paper carefully, raised the corners of his mouth, and said to Su Yuncheng, "Can you draw me a picture every New Year's Eve from now on?" After a pause, she added, "It doesn't have to be New Year's Eve either. Just draw one every year.”
She thought that there was no fixed time for his mission, and he might not be able to be at home on New Year's Eve.
Su Yuncheng said, "Okay, I will draw you a picture every New Year's Eve from now on."
Lin Nianhe was keenly aware that something was wrong. Before she had time to think about it, the voices of Lin's parents came from downstairs.
Su Yuncheng glanced at his watch: "It's really almost time to eat dumplings. Let's go downstairs."
"Well, wait a minute."
Lin Nianhe did not follow him out immediately. Instead, he found an empty folder from the bookshelf, carefully put the drawing paper in it, and put it away properly.
"Xiaohe, Yuncheng, come downstairs, get ready to make dumplings!"
"Okay! Here we go!"
…
"What do you mean by saying that you are a girl who fights and kills all day long? I don't think I will let you look at me in the future. Anyway, all the boys in the street will run away when they see you. You can't get married at home. Out."
At the dinner table, Wen’s mother was still accusing Wen Lan of her “crimes.”
She has been talking about this from yesterday to today, and she will probably continue to talk about it for the rest of her life.
Wen Lan's ears had long been calloused, and she was immune. She was not affected at all, and she ate the dumplings with big mouthfuls.
The eldest brother and sister of the Wen family looked at Wen Lan speechlessly and helplessly. Taking advantage of Wen's mother's breathing, the eldest sister asked: "Xiao Lan, tell the truth, did you fall in love with someone in the countryside?"
"Ah?" Wen Lan looked up blankly and looked at the eldest sister with puzzled eyes.
"What?" Mother Wen was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes as if she heard some big joke, "How can she still get married with her brain? No matter how nice the boy is to her, she will think that he wants to be with her. become sworn brothers!"
Sister: "..."
She thought about it all day and night, just to come up with such a possibility. But now, looking at Third Sister's reaction, and listening to what Mom said... the eldest sister had to admit that she had gone astray.
Wen Tao chuckled on the side, and he touched Wen Lan with his elbow: "Third sister, you won't really be unable to get married in the future, right?"
Wen Lan rolled her eyes just like Wen's mother: "Why do you have to get married? How can you be caught if you don't get married?"
Mother Wen immediately went crazy when she heard this: "What are you talking about? What are you going to do if you're such a big girl and don't get married? What will you do if you don't get married? Who will provide for you in old age..."
Upon hearing this, all the children in the Wen family lowered their heads, especially the eldest brother and sister, who wanted to bury their heads under the table.
Without him, neither of them has a partner yet!
That is to say, Wen Lan has been away from home for a long time, and when she comes back, all of Wen's mother's attention will be on her, otherwise it will definitely be the two of them who will be pushed.
Mother Wen did not lower her tone at all because no one spoke to her. While she was nagging and urging them to find a partner, she also did not forget to pick up food for the children.
…
"Brother, help my sister-in-law to the table, the dumplings are about to come out of the pan!"
Wang Shumei filled out two plates of dumplings. Wang Damin and Wang Xiaoxiao immediately picked up the plates and walked steadily into the main room.
The sister-in-law was helped to sit down, with a smile on her face. She pushed Qian Guozhu: "Go and serve the dumplings quickly, don't burn the child."
"Sister-in-law, we have all grown up." Wang Damin put down the plate with a smile, turned around and took the plate from his sister's hand. He pushed Wang Xiaoxiao to his sister-in-law's side, "Little sister, you stay with sister-in-law, I will carry it. That’s it.”
With smiles in her eyes, the sister-in-law held Xiaoxiao in her arms and looked at Damin and said, "Damin, our family has grown up."
"Hey."
Wang Damin smiled sheepishly and turned back to the kitchen.
Wang Shumei took out the last pot of dumplings and served them to the table.
"But my sister is tired." The sister-in-law wiped off Wang Shumei's sweat and put the mixed soy sauce and vinegar in front of Wang Shumei. "Eat quickly and eat more."
"You're not tired," Wang Shumei smiled equally heartily, "Sister-in-law, eat quickly, don't just focus on us."
"Okay, okay, eat them all, eat them all."
After finishing a meal of dumplings, Qian Guozhu stopped Wang Shumei, who was about to clear away the dishes, and asked them to rest while he picked up the dishes.
"My pregnancy is like a great achievement. I didn't do any work and became the shopkeeper." The sister-in-law smiled and shook her head. "How can I be so squeamish? You are the only one who takes me seriously."
"You are the biggest contributor to our family." Wang Shumei smiled and carefully touched her sister-in-law's belly.
Outside, Qian Guozhu was washing dishes, and inside the house, his sister-in-law and sister-in-law were whispering. As they talked, the sister-in-law's face changed.
"Shumei, I, I seem to be giving birth..."
(End of chapter)
