When I got up and went to the door, the lady in a raincoat outside the courtyard asked excitedly: "Is it Wan Qing? Wan Qing is back?"
Only then did Mu Wanqing recognize the other person, smiled and shouted back: "Ms. Wang, it's me! I'll come back and have a look!"
"Oh, you should come back! It's such a waste to build such a good house and not live in it much!" Aunt Wang stood in the rain, speaking in a loud voice, and asked, "How many days will you stay here? It's not like that. Can you still sleep if you dry yourself under the quilt in advance? How about you go to my house for just two nights?"
Mu Wanqing stood under the eaves and said in a loud voice: "No, ma'am, I'll leave soon."
While the two were talking, Zhou Yiru also came out of the main room.
When the aunt saw him, she naturally didn't recognize him, but when she saw that he was handsome and upright, she was delighted and asked with a smile: "Is this your husband? After several years of marriage, you are finally willing to bring him back to sit with him. Have you gone to the mountains to see him?"
What the old man means is that when you bring your husband back, you should go to the mountains to visit the deceased elders, just to meet them.
Mu Wanqing was immediately embarrassed. Before she could explain, Zhou Yiru spoke first: "Aunt Wang, I am that boy from the Zhou family. Don't you recognize me?"
"The Zhou family...which Zhou family..."
As expected, the aunt didn’t recognize it.
Zhou Yiru raised his hand and pointed in the direction of his old house and explained: "Zhou Daming's house!"
"Oh...ah!" The aunt suddenly realized it and slapped her thigh excitedly, "It's you! Call...call that -"
After so many years, the old lady has forgotten Zhou Yiru's name.
However, Zhou Yiru didn't mind this and introduced himself again. He also didn't forget to care about how his eldest wife's family was doing now and exchange pleasantries.
After seeing off the aunt, Mu Wanqing looked at the increasingly dark sky and became completely anxious.
"Brother Zhou, can we still leave today?"
Zhou Yiru raised his wrist and looked at his watch, then looked at the darkening night outside, with a troubled look on his face: "The weather forecast said there will be rain and sleet tonight. I'm not familiar with the road conditions here. It's fine during the day, but driving late at night... …”
When they arrived, they walked along a long section of the national highway, which was full of potholes and filled with semi-trailers. It was indeed dangerous to travel on a rainy night.
"Then we can't go back today?" Mu Wanqing was worried about the children at home. Of course, she was also worried that Wen Zhan would be furious if he didn't go home tonight.
Zhou Yiru hesitated for a moment, "Are you worried about your child? If you really want to go back, then let's set off now. If it rains, slow down, and we will probably be able to return to Chongcheng before the early morning."
When we arrived, the journey was smooth and took almost five hours.
We drove all night and it rained heavily. It took at least six hours.
Driving alone for six hours is considered fatigue driving.
Although Mu Wanqing wanted to go back, she also knew the dangers of fatigue driving and was afraid of an accident on the road.
The two of them were hesitating and entangled. Before they could make up their minds, Aunt Wang came again.
"Wan Qing... In this weather, don't leave at night. It's not safe on the road. My meal is ready, you two, let's go together! Come and eat!"
Mu Wanqing was particularly embarrassed, "Auntie, don't bother, we will do it ourselves."
"What are you doing! No one has lived here for several years, and the pots can no longer be used. Let's go for a walk. I'm a fellow villager. Why are you so polite? Your uncle and I are the only ones in the house, so just keep us entertained!"
The kindness was hard to refuse, so Zhou Yiru persuaded her to accept the aunt's kindness.
Mu Wanqing had no choice but to agree.
Fortunately, Zhou Yiru still had a few bottles of good wine and two good cigarettes in the car, so he took them with him when he went out.
Mu Wanqing's eyes widened in surprise when she saw him carrying things: "You have been abroad for so many years, but you still understand the world of people in China."
Zhou Yiru smiled and said, "This is all arranged by my uncle. I haven't seen many people these days since I came back, so reciprocity is inevitable."
They thought they could come back in a hurry and go back and forth in the same day, but unexpectedly they stopped them and even went to an old neighbor's house for a meal.
The uncle and aunt talked about the past when their grandparents were still alive, which made Mu Wanqing's eyes red again.
Hearing that Zhou Yiru was now a big boss, Uncle Wang gave a thumbs up and praised: "You are a kid who has been smart since you were a child. You look promising!"
After eating, I walked out of my aunt's house. The rain finally stopped, but the temperature dropped even lower.
Mu Wanqing shivered from the cold and couldn't help but tighten her coat. Zhou Yiru held an umbrella over their heads and turned on the light of his mobile phone with his other hand to shine on the road.
"Will Mr. Wen be angry if you don't go back? Have you explained to him?" Zhou Yiru asked in a low voice under the night.
Mu Wanqing kept muttering this in her heart, and became even more uneasy when he asked her.
The woman looked at the road under her feet and whispered: "Explained, he can understand."
Before eating, she did send Wen Zhan a WeChat message, saying that due to the weather, for safety reasons, she would not return tonight and would go back early tomorrow morning.
But Wen Zhan never replied.
She didn't have the courage to make a phone call, and she knew very well that Wen Zhan's reaction when he saw the message was that being furious was not enough to describe it.
"Sorry, it was me. I thought the rain would stop after a while, but it got heavier and heavier. If I had left from the beginning, I would have been able to go back today." Zhou Yiru apologized from the bottom of his heart.
He could understand the feeling of a mother worried about her young child, and he also knew that if she couldn't go back tonight, she would definitely not be able to sleep well if she stayed, and would be worried all night.
So, I do regret not starting earlier.
Mu Wanqing consoled her: "It's okay... I have a confinement nanny and a nanny at home, and the child's father is also here. It won't hurt if I am absent for one night."
These words comforted Zhou Yiru, and they also comforted himself.
Because if she really divorced Wen Zhan, the child would not be around either.
If you can't stand it for one night, what will you do after the divorce?
Just think of it as an early internship.
She reassured herself, pushed open the broken wooden door of the courtyard, and returned to the old house.
The bedding in the cabinet smelled musty, and she held her breath and frowned, starting to worry again.
Zhou Yiru stood at the door of the room and knocked on the door. She turned back.
"Xiao Qing, how about... let's go to the county and stay in a hotel?" Zhou Yiru also knew that the bedding was not dried in advance and 80% of the time he would not be able to sleep, so he could only suggest this.
When Mu Wanqing heard this, she instinctively resisted.
Not going back at night would be very...well, it could be described as treasonous.
If they stay in a hotel again - although they must have two rooms to stay in, if Wen Zhan finds out about it, his first reaction will be to think wrongly and wonder if she didn't go back on purpose just to go to the hotel with others. Open house.
So no matter what!
"To go to the county, we have to pass through that section of the national highway, right? It's so late and it's been raining, so it's harder to walk..." She squeaked, obviously unwilling.
Zhou Yiru saw her rejection and probably realized that it could lead to misunderstanding, so he asked again: "Then what do you think we should do?"
Mu Wanqing thought for a while, "Does the supermarket where you go shopping in the afternoon sell quilts? Or just buy two beds and make do with them. These old ones can be used as cushions."
"Okay, then I'll go take a look."
Zhou Yiru turned around and went out. Mu Wanqing sat down softly on the edge of the bed, feeling in a mess.
I took out my phone, only one-third of the battery was left.
She was even more depressed and didn't even dare to complain to Ye Huan, fearing that she would be unable to contact Ye Huan if there was any special situation after the battery of her phone ran out.
Not long after, Zhou Yiru came back, taking the supermarket owner with him and carrying four quilts.
"Brother Zhou, you bought so much... We are only staying for one night -" Mu Wanqing was taken aback.
After thanking the boss, Zhou Yiru turned around and said, "The prices in my hometown are cheap. This is only a few hundred yuan, which is much more cost-effective than staying in a hotel."
"But if we stay for one night, it will be wasted..."
"No, I will give it to Aunt Wang and the others tomorrow."
When Mu Wanqing heard this, she thought this was a good idea. Country people were frugal and reluctant to give up food and clothing, so they would definitely be happy if someone gave them to them for free.
The new bedding was put on, and it was indeed much more comfortable.
Zhou Yiru also bought a bunch of daily necessities, including cotton slippers.
The two boiled a few pots of water and washed themselves briefly, as if they were back to the winter life of their childhood.
"I'm used to living in big cities, and I occasionally come to live in the countryside. It's quite quiet." Zhou Yiru is indeed an unpretentious person. Although he has already achieved great success, he can still accept a simple and simple life and still enjoys it.
Mu Wanqing's heart calmed down now. She couldn't go back anyway, so she just had a good sleep.
After all, she had not spent the night in her hometown for several years. This feeling was quite strange, as if time traveled back to her childhood.
I looked at my phone and saw that it was only after nine o'clock. The whole world had already quieted down, except for the sound of the wind whistling by outside.
When I first lay down, my feet felt warm and comfortable because I had washed my feet with hot water.
But not long after, that little bit of heat was absorbed by the cold bedding.
After several years of living a prosperous and prosperous life, the villa has constant temperature and humidity all year round. She has not slept on such a hard wooden bed for a long time, nor has she laid on such a cold bed for a long time. Every time she turns over, a cold air seems to rise from under her body. When he got up, it was like the cold jade ice bed that Xiao Longnu slept on.
Cold, too cold...
At this time, she inexplicably missed that warm and strong embrace, and inexplicably felt that she could not sleep alone.
She didn't know how long she tossed and turned, but she felt sleepy. She finally stopped tossing and turning and gradually fell asleep.
In the dream, that handsome and cold face appeared. He always had a straight face, looking aloof and impatient.
In the dream, there were still children crying and howling. No matter how much the confinement nanny tried to coax them, it was of no avail.
She was very anxious in her dream and wanted to go back, but she could not wait for the bus while standing on the roadside. She was cold, hungry, helpless, and panicked.
Then, she heard someone calling her——
A very strange and old shout, one after another, mixed with the noise of banging on the door.
At first, Mu Wanqing thought the wind was too strong and was blowing the broken wooden door of the courtyard.
Later, I thought it was the sound coming from the neighbor next door.
Until there was a knock on the door of the room, Zhou Yiru also started calling her: "Xiaoqing? Xiaoqing? Is someone calling you outside?"
Mu Wanqing was startled, as if she had fallen into an abyss, and her eyes suddenly opened.
"Mu Wanqing! Is Mu Wanqing here?" An old man was still shouting in dialect.
What a call to her!
"Xiaoqing?" Zhou Yiru also continued to knock on the door.
"It's coming, it's coming!" She quickly got out of bed, put on her coat and went to open the door.
