"Auntie, Qingqing and I came back in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything with us. You can take these nutritional supplements back and make some soup to replenish your body." Wen Zhan bent down and took out the gift box and handed it to auntie.
Mu Wanqing glanced at it, her face... hard to describe.
A box of cordyceps and a box of isinglass are both high-quality and expensive nutritional products.
She suddenly realized, was this guy secretly competing with him?
Just because the aunt said that she and Zhou Yiru went to dinner last night and brought good cigarettes and wine, he didn't want to be outdone and offered cordyceps and isinglass?
Aunt Wang was stunned and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, this won't work. You can keep it for yourself. We country people can't afford such high-end stuff."
Although Aunt Wang didn't understand what it was, looking at Wen Zhan's clothes and looking at the expensive car, she realized that it was not cheap, so she quickly refused.
Wen Zhan said: "It's not expensive. Just make soup and drink it. It's good for your health. Take it!"
The aunt was still refusing, but Mu Wanqing stepped forward and persuaded: "Take it, don't be polite. I have no relatives in my hometown, and I am so grateful to meet you who is so kind to me when I come back. Those were those last night Brother Zhou’s thoughts, today these are my thoughts and my husband’s thoughts, you must accept them.”
The aunt felt heartbroken after hearing what she said. She had no choice but to accept the gift. After a pause, she suddenly remembered something and quickly took out her elderly mobile phone from her cotton-padded jacket pocket: "My child... you, please put your phone number in my mobile phone." Come on, next time you want to come back, tell me in advance and come to my house for dinner, and I will make you a good quilt!"
"Okay!" Mu Wanqing did not refuse, took the old man's mobile phone and saved her phone number in it.
The aunt happily took the phone and said, "Okay, okay... then come back and have a look when you have time. Don't worry about your old house, I will take care of it for you."
"Well, thank you, aunt."
After watching the old man leave with three turns, the smile on Mu Wanqing's face gradually fell.
Wen Zhan looked at her, his face became a little calmer, but there was still gentleness in his eyes.
"Let's go and have a look in the mountains." He turned to look at the woman, still remembering this in his mind, and insisted on going to "meet the parents."
But Mu Wanqing also insisted on refusing, "No, I have to go."
She returned to the main room, carried her things, and came out to lock the dilapidated courtyard door.
Wen Zhan opened the passenger door and waited for her.
But she locked the door and turned away, turning a blind eye to the man.
Seeing that she was so stubborn, Wen Zhan's face darkened and he raised his voice to remind: "Auntie's thoughts are still in the car, are you sure you don't want to?"
Mu Wanqing ignored it.
"Okay, since you don't want it, I'll take it out and throw it on the roadside."
Wen Zhan kept his word, closed the passenger door and walked to the trunk.
Mu Wanqing was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood!
Only then did she understand why Wen Zhan enthusiastically accepted something that he didn't like at all - he was waiting for her here!
If he didn't get in the car, he could really take out those souvenirs and throw them on the roadside. Let's not talk about whether it is a waste for the moment, just think about Aunt Wang's mood when she saw that the things she gave away were thrown away -
Will she ever go back to her hometown again?
A mouthful of silver teeth would break her teeth. She pursed her lips and turned angrily, opened the passenger door and got in.
Wen Zhan had already opened the trunk. His face was happy when he saw this, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were filled with victory.
After closing the trunk again, he walked to the side of the cab and got in the car.
Mu Wanqing had already fastened her seat belt, closed her eyes, and faced the car window, obviously pretending to be asleep because she didn't want to talk to him.
Wen Zhan didn't care.
Anyway, as long as the person is in the car.
No matter how hard she twisted, she couldn't escape from her grasp.
"It's Sunday, there's a bit of traffic jam, and the navigation shows that we won't get home until after three in the afternoon."
As the car started on the road, Wen Zhan chatted with her as if nothing was wrong, then looked back and asked, "Would you like to go to the city to buy some food and take it with you? Sitting there for five hours is quite boring."
Mu Wanqing crossed her arms, closed her eyes, and faced the window, showing no reaction.
Wen Zhan pursed his lips, endured it, and continued to look for topics: "Isn't it uncomfortable when you hold your chest like this?"
Her bust was plump, and she hugged her arms with both hands, pressing hard from both sides, making the arc more obvious.
There was an ambiguous hint in these words, and it was obvious that he wanted to deliberately anger her.
But Mu Wanqing still turned a deaf ear.
Wen Zhan could see that she was really angry this time. The two of them had never had such a complete cold war.
Since people were so disrespectful, he couldn't bear to put his hot face on his cold butt, so he could only put his mind aside and drive seriously.
That section of the national highway was difficult to walk, and it was swaying and bumping constantly. Mu Wanqing never opened her eyes, let alone made a sound.
Although she was sitting in the car, she made no sound, like a lifeless rag doll.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Wanqing's cell phone rang.
Only then did she react. She moved her hands and took out her cell phone, and saw that it was Ye Huan's call.
"Hey, Huanhuan..."
"Xiao Qing, it's the weekend today, what are your plans?" Ye Huan is now a full-time mother and has just settled in Chongcheng. She doesn't have many friends, so she can only hang out with her best friends on the weekend.
Mu Wanqing explained: "I went back to Xu Town yesterday, and I'm on my way back now. I don't expect to get home until around three in the afternoon."
"Ah...are you back to your hometown? Are you alone? Or are you with your husband?"
She didn't want to answer the question, so she pretended not to hear and asked instead, "What do you want from me?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask you out for a chat. If you're not here, forget it."
"If you are free tonight, we can have dinner together tonight." Mu Wanqing didn't want to go back and face Wen Zhan, so she took the initiative to ask her best friends to get together in the evening.
Upon hearing this, Ye Huan immediately said: "I'm free! I'm free every day! Chen Haoyang is so busy and works overtime on weekends. I'm around my child seven days a week."
"Okay, see you tonight."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanqing checked WeChat. There was Yu Qiao's message and asked her how the plan was changed.
She was startled, and then she remembered that she still had work during the holidays!
The battery of her mobile phone was low last night, and now the yellow light was on. For four or five hours on the road, she could use her mobile phone to handle work - but she had to find a way to charge it first.
"Is there a power cord?" Finally, she said her first words, coldly.
Wen Zhan glanced at her and said, "I thought you were mute."
"..." She was too lazy to respond and turned her head to look outside again.
Wen Zhan didn't bother with her and said, "There should be some in the storage box."
She opened the storage box and rummaged through it, and there it was.
She plugged in her phone and started working immediately. Although the screen was small, the response was slow, and the efficiency was low, she had something to do and her time was better.
At noon, Wen Zhan said he would get off the expressway and go to the city to eat, but Mu Wanqing said he would eat in the service area.
The two got out of the car and walked around the service area. Wen Zhan's brows were so furrowed that they could pinch mosquitoes.
He didn't eat breakfast well. It was so spicy that he still felt uncomfortable in his stomach. It was unbearable to have to eat such cheap food for lunch.
Mu Wanqing bought a portion of beef brisket with radish and a stick of corn, and sat down at a table to eat.
Wen Zhan turned around and came back empty-handed.
"That's all in the service area. You see, everyone is eating, so you're just being pretentious." Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes at him, imitating his expression, and started sarcastically.
