Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Wanqing turned around without looking back.

She didn't see the man who had gone away turned back, kept a close distance from her, and escorted her all the way home.

Yan Wanqing, who was sad, didn't notice Jiang Mo.

When she got home, her aunt had already fallen asleep, so she took the bucket and went outside to fetch water for washing.

He was so focused on thinking about things that he didn't see the water in the bucket overflowing. Jiang Mo behind him couldn't help but want to remind him, but Yan Wanqing turned on the faucet just before he lifted his leg.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo quickly hid in the shadows.

Yan Wanqing put water into the washbasin with a ladle, touched her face, only to realize that it was covered with tears at some point.

Yan Wanqing picked up the water to wash away her tears, but for some reason, the more she washed, the more water stains on her face.

Finally she gave up, dried her face, sat down at her desk, and took out her novel.

When I wrote the emotional part, a crystal tear rolled down from the eye socket and dripped on the book, dripping on the word "love".

The words I just wrote, the ink is still not dry, and a circle of shallow small gears is blurred.

A new page, full of sad words.

Yan Wanqing felt sad from it, tears poured down like rain, splashing on the table, the water splashed on her arm, like a bee sting, it hurt people's heart.

Yan Wanqing closed the book and didn't want to read it anymore.

She looked up.

Tonight's moon is incomplete and not round, but her heart is full of negative emotions.

Yan Wanqing never thought that Jiang Mo would say words that hurt her heart.

There was a wind blowing outside, and the howling wind beat against the glass window, a tall and straight figure leaned against Yan Wanqing's door, beside the brightly lit window.

The sky turned pale, and the rooster began to crow. Jiang Mo took a deep look at Yan Wanqing's window, and left with his tired body.

……

Auntie made breakfast and asked Yan Wanqing to wake up.

"Wanqing."

The aunt pushed open the door, saw Yan Wanqing sitting behind the desk, and asked in surprise, "Hey, you're awake."

Yan Wanqing lowered her head and covered her red and swollen walnut eyes with her hair, "Auntie, I have no appetite, and I don't want to eat breakfast."

Auntie heard something was wrong with Yan Wanqing, "Wanqing, what's wrong with you?"

Auntie went over to check on the situation, Yan Wanqing turned her head to one side, wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, "It's nothing, I'm just not hungry."

Yan Wanqing's choked sobs couldn't fool anyone, she cried.

She is a proud little girl, and my aunt never went to see her emaciated side.

"Wanqing, if you have any unhappy things, you can tell auntie. I may not be able to help you solve your problems, but it will make you feel better if you say it."

"I see, thank you auntie."

"Silly girl, you don't need to say thank you to Auntie. I'll warm your breakfast in the pot. I'll eat it when I have an appetite."

Auntie backed out, not forgetting to close the door.

After thinking about it, she went to the canteen outside and called Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo's office was equipped with a telephone. He pinched his sore eyebrows and picked up the phone to answer it.

"Xiaomo, Wanqing is not in a good mood, and I heard her tone, it seems to be crying."

When he heard 'crying', Jiang Mo's heart twitched fiercely.

Knowing Yan Wanqing for so long, this was the first time he heard a little girl cry, and it was because of him that she cried.

In an instant, feelings of regret, remorse, shame, etc. all surged up.

Auntie hadn't heard Jiang Mo's voice for a long time, and asked tentatively, "Would you come here to comfort Wanqing?"

Jiang Mo had told his aunt to call Yan Wanqing no matter what happened.

But what happened last night...

He was afraid that his appearance would irritate Yan Wanqing.

"I have some things here that I can't get away from. Auntie will help me take good care of Wanqing, and I will visit her after I finish my work."

"OK then!"

Auntie hung up the phone, thinking about Jiang Mo's attitude.

In the past, when Jiang Mo heard that Yan Wanqing had something to do, even if he was out of town, he would immediately buy a ticket and rush back.

This time the attitude was a bit loose.

Could it be that the two of them had a quarrel?

As soon as the aunt came to the door, she saw Yan Wanqing going out with her bag on her back.

"Wanqing, do you want to go out?"

Yan Wanqing forced a smile, "Go and give Xiaoyan acupuncture."

With Yan Wanqing's current situation, Auntie is worried that she will go there alone.

"I'll take you there!"

"No, I can do it myself."

"Wait for me, I'll lock the door and send you there."

Yan Wanqing had no choice but to wait for her aunt on the spot.

……

Mrs. Gao put breakfast on the coffee table.

"Yesterday you went to squat with Yan Jing, how did you squat?"

"Squatting down."

Gao Xincheng patted his son's little head and went into the kitchen with his wife.

"The man Xuehui associates with is Jiang Yanhui, who is in the karaoke business. I heard that he was banned once because of his shady deeds."

Mrs. Gao frowned upon hearing this.

Mrs. Gao does not discriminate against those who run a karaoke hall, but his karaoke hall was closed down once, which shows that Jiang Yanhui is not a serious person.

"How could Xuehui associate with such a person?"

"Jiang Yanhui has a sweet mouth, isn't it easy to coax a teenage girl?"

Gao Xincheng didn't say anything in front of Yan Jing.

Yan Xuehui is a little girl from the countryside, so she couldn't resist the temptation of the big city, let alone Jiang Yanhui's sugar-coated cannonball.

"That's right, what is Yan Jing going to do?"

"Yan Xuehui is Yan Jing's daughter, so it's not easy for me to interfere."

The door opened, and Yan Wanqing was glimpsed from the corner of the eye, and Gao Xincheng stopped the topic.

He knew that Yan Wanqing had a bad relationship with Yan Xuehui.

"Wanqing, why are your eyes swollen?"

Yan Wanqing raised her hand to cover it, and said with a wave of force, "I was bitten by a mosquito last night."

"Mosquitoes bite fairly evenly."

Mosquitoes usually only bite on one side.

Mrs. Gao saw that something was wrong with Yan Wanqing, and if she saw through it, she would embarrass her if she said it now.

Yan Wanqing went to the house to give Xiaoyan acupuncture.

Mrs. Gao poured a glass of cool white and opened it by her hand.

"Thank you."

"Is Wanqing in a bad mood?"

"No."

"I looked at you at the door for a while when I came in. You used to be very decisive in giving Xiaoyan an injection, but today you hesitated for a long time before giving Xiaoyan an injection."

Yan Wanqing pursed her lips.

Yan Wanqing is a strong little girl, but no strong woman can escape a "feeling".

Mrs. Gao asked: "Wanqing, have you hit a wall emotionally?"

Yan Wanqing didn't say a word, but Mrs. Gao looked at her expression and felt confident.

"Wanqing, you are still young. Although I don't agree with you falling in love at this age, you can ask me any questions you have."

Mrs. Gao didn't wait for Yan Wanqing's answer. She smiled and said, "Uncle Gao and I are childhood sweethearts. We also went through a lot back then to get to where we are today."

As someone who has experienced it, she is more suitable to be an emotionally intimate sister.