Missing you in my life

Say goodbye to grandma.Naturally, Shen Jingkang and Ji Chen would not stop them, but Mu Wanzhou was beyond their expectations and said that he wanted to go back with Shen Qingcheng.

"Aunt Ji, I know what you're worried about." Mu Wanzhou said softly, "The man has passed away, and I think my parents also hope that I can live a good life."

"It's best if you think so." Ji Chen patted the back of Mu Wanzhou's hand in relief: "Leave the stars to me and your Uncle Shen."

When Mu Xingchen heard Ji Chen calling her name, he raised his head holding the crayon and asked, "Grandma, are you and Grandpa taking Xing Xing to the amusement park tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Let's go back to the pink wooden horse last time, okay?" Ji Chen stroked the top of Mu Xingchen's hair, and when he lowered his head, he saw the content on the drawing paper, thinking: "Xing Xing, you draw Is it us?"

Mu Xingchen pointed to the five colorful "little people" on the drawing paper: "Grandpa, grandma, mother, beautiful sister, Xing Xing..." Then he pointed to the big house containing five people: "Home."

Mu Wanzhou didn't expect Mu Xingchen to draw such a picture, and he didn't know how to tell Ji Chen.

The meaning that the immature style of painting wants to express coincides with a certain idea of ​​Ji Chen.She asked Mu Wanzhou meaningfully: "Xiao Mu, what do you think of our Cheng'er?"

"Ah?" Mu Wanzhou was still thinking about how to explain to Ji Chen, so he didn't think about it, and replied casually, "Qingcheng is pretty good."

Ji Chen choked on his words: "I didn't ask you to issue a good person card. I just wanted to ask you, if Cheng'er was a wife and a mother, what would you think?"

"Naturally..." Mu Wanzhou didn't understand what Ji Chen meant, but when she thought that Shen Qingcheng would one day become someone else's wife and have her own children, she felt sour in her heart: "It's good."

Hearing this tone, Ji Chen sensed that something was wrong, and seeing the dim look in Mu Wanzhou's eyes, he thought to himself: There is obviously something wrong.

Compared with guessing each other's thoughts when you come and go in the living room, you haven't got a guess yet.It was much simpler in the kitchen, Shen Jingkang and Shen Qingcheng hit a straight ball.

"Xiao Zhening recently ran out of tune with a few big orders, and the matter with you became popular before, which made the fiancée's family not very satisfied with her."

Shen Qingcheng washed the foam off the bowls and chopsticks with clean water: "I have nothing to do with the rain."

"Yo, I thought you were as affectionate as I am, but I didn't expect you to be as unfeeling as your mother." Shen Jingkang and Ji Chen's love is true, but Ji Chen's first love is someone else.At that time, Jiu Chen's first love abandoned Xiao Qingmei, who was in the same boat through thick and thin, in order to climb the high branch of Ji's family.When Ji Chen knew about it, he cut off contact with him directly, and finally found his brother to beat up that scum hard.At that time, it was Shen Jingkang who was beating up with Brother Ji's family.

"It's about love." Shen Qingcheng stacked the washed bowls and chopsticks on the tableware rack: "And I don't have so much time to worry about spring and autumn."

Shen Jingkang admired his daughter's decisiveness, and thought of Ji Chen's thoughts raised several times: "Then do you have time for a relationship?"

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Jingkang was her father, the rag in Shen Qingcheng's hand would have been unable to control the force of the wild and slammed it on the other's face: "When did you always change careers? Like the seven aunts and eight aunts, start from scratch." Matchmaker?"

"Did you talk to your father like that?" Shen Jingkang raised his hand and flicked Shen Qingcheng's forehead with a clear and crisp sound.

"Hiss." Shen Qingcheng felt the pain, and knew that his forehead was definitely red without looking: "I'm not young, so don't worry about it."

Shen Jingkang snorted: "You see, Xiao Mu is already a star at your age."

No... My situation is different from that of Sister Mu. Can this be compared? "Shen Qingcheng looked at Shen Jingkang with wide eyes, did her father drink fake wine tonight?"

"Why can't you? Listen to me talking to you." Shen Jingkang showed his usual appearance to his subordinates: "You and Xiao Zhening have been in love since they were 17 years old. If Xiao Zhening is not a scumbag, you two have not broken up. It has been seven years now. According to the golden opportunity for marriage after three years of love, should my granddaughter be as old as a star?"

Shen Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and was almost stopped by her father: "But there is a premise for everything. But it turns out that this premise does not exist, so the argument fails."

"Children can't be taught." Shen Jingkang didn't want to continue discussing this topic with Shen Qingcheng. It seemed that Ji Chen would have to wait a while longer to match Mu Wanzhou and his own daughter.

Shen Qingcheng muttered aggrievedly: "Why can't I teach?"

Mu Wanzhou, who was worried, didn't sleep well all night, and Shen Qingcheng, who hadn't comprehended the meaning of Shen Jingkang's words, slept soundly.

Lin'an trip

Shen Jingkang and his wife never liked extravagance and waste, and did everything by themselves, so they didn't hire a driver at home.Shen Qingcheng and Mu Wanzhou planned to drive by themselves, but when Shen Qingcheng's uncle heard that his niece was going back to Lin'an's old house, he sent his entourage and driver, Li Jianshu, who was also from Lin'an, to take them back.

As soon as he got in the car, Shen Qingcheng saw that Mu Wanzhou was not in good spirits and his eyes were blue: "Sister Mu, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Mu Wanzhou was still in a daze, so he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair without any excuses.

"Brother Li, please drive slowly on the road." Shen Qingcheng half leaned forward and said to Li Jianshu who was in the driver's seat: "Don't be in a hurry."

Li Jianshu nodded: "Second Miss, don't worry."

Shen Qingcheng sat back in his seat, looked at Mu Wanzhou sleeping with his arms folded, after thinking about it, he took off his coat and covered her body.

The tip of the nose was suddenly wrapped in sandalwood fragrance, and Mu Wanzhou, who was not yet asleep, subconsciously bent the corners of her mouth.

Lin'an was only two hours' drive away from Jingjiang, but because of Shen Qingcheng's instructions, Li Jianshu drove for three hours before getting off the highway intersection.

Shen Qingcheng's memory of Lin'an was still three years ago.At that time, there was a heavy snowfall in Lin'an, and the wind was biting cold.The old house is full of white and flowered banners, and the sound of crying can be heard endlessly.She knelt in the mourning hall for three days and three nights. Many people came to persuade her, but they all left with a sigh.On the day when Mrs. Ji was sent away, according to the rules, the original flower banner should be carried by her eldest grandson, her cousin Ji Buran, but everyone still let her carry it because of Mrs. Flower streamers.Every step on the snow-covered stone road is difficult.Insomnia, lack of water intake and extreme grief in her heart, due to various reasons, Shen Qingcheng passed out shortly after returning to the old house, and when she woke up, she had already returned to Jingjiang.

After three years of separation, Lin'an has changed a lot from the past, at least now it is full of lush greenery and flowers blooming everywhere.

"Second Miss, we're here." Li Jianshu stopped the car at the entrance of the alley.

Shen Qingcheng turned his head to wake up Mu Wanzhou, when he saw her looking at him with bright eyes, then pointed at him: "Thank you for the coat."

Shen Qingcheng smiled: "It's easy, let's get out of the car."

The two got out of the car and took their luggage from the trunk.

"Brother Li, you can pick us up at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Shen Qingcheng pushed the box and walked to Li Jianshu: "It's just in time to go home and rest."

Li Jianshu, who has not returned home for more than two years, smiled gratefully: "Then thank you, Miss Er."

Shen Qingcheng and Mu Wanzhou each pushed their luggage and walked side by side in the small alley, without speaking in a tacit understanding.Seeing that they were about to reach the door of their house, the two of them finally understood the meaning of "feeling timid near the hometown".

Ji's old house and Mu's house happen to be opposite each other, but the old house is slightly bigger with a triple courtyard, while Mu's is with a secondary courtyard.

"See you later?" Shen Qingcheng stopped in front of the house.

Mu Wanzhou did the same: "Well, see you later."

As the two doors of the house were opened, those deeply hidden or deliberately forgotten memories came like a torrent, and the two with their backs to each other couldn't stop their eyes from turning red.

The layout of the old house was still the same as before, Shen Qingcheng passed through the hanging flower gate and walked into the Chaoshou corridor.The east wing is the bedroom of her and her cousin, the west wing is used by Mr. Ji to collect books and entertain guests, and the three rooms in the north are the bedrooms of Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji, and their two children.The back room behind the main room is where she and her cousin played when they were young.

Compared to the Ji family's old house which is still a bit popular, the Mu's house looks a lot more desolate.After his parents passed away, Mu Wanzhou packed up all related things and locked them in the main room.And this time when he came back, Mu Wanzhou finally had enough courage to open the lock that he had personally dropped.

After noon, Mu Wanzhou cleaned up his parents' belongings, thinking that his room hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the bed and bedding were probably not clean.After all, she never came back to live after the accident five years ago, and she also slept in the old house when she was with Mrs. Ji.So, she took the suitcase and walked to the opposite door.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

A clear and peaceful voice came from above his head, and Mu Wanzhou stepped back two or three steps in doubt, and found that the old god Shen Qingcheng was sitting on the trunk of the old locust tree, as if they had met for the first time.

Mu Wanzhou looked at her with a smile: "Why do you still like climbing trees so much like when you were a child?"

"Because the scenery is good." Most of the houses in Lin'an are courtyard-style houses. Sitting on the old locust tree, Shen Qingcheng can take in all the sights at a glance. Sometimes when the weather is good, he can overlook the Fengqi Mountain in Lin'an: "Sister Mu is coming. Would you like to appreciate it? □□Leaning against the corner of the courtyard.”

Mu Wanzhou walked into the courtyard: "No, I have something to trouble you, can I borrow a night?"

Seeing her suitcase, Shen Qingcheng thought about the situation of Mu's house again, and realized: "Yes, I will live in the first room in the east wing. My uncle arranged to clean up that room as well.