Chapter 181 The Feng Family Can’t, but the Xia Family Can

The sidecar was parked by the stream.

Feng Shuo rolled up his trouser legs and walked barefoot in the river pond that was above his calves. He took off his coat and scooped up a large bag of live shrimps, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

He still had the secret book he had learned from others in his trouser pocket, which would always come in handy.

It’s not too late, I’ll make a midnight snack for Yaoyao first.

He stepped on the accelerator with great anticipation and rushed back to the compound.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, his brows furrowed.

No movement.

The gate is closed.

But with his rich experience in investigation, he could tell at a glance whether there was someone in a room.

I opened the door and it was empty.

"Xiao Zhang?"

He shouted, but there was no movement in the duty room.

With a cold look on his face, he walked into the kitchen, threw the shrimps into the basin, and touched the stove.

The fingertips were covered in dust.

My heart suddenly felt hanging in the air.

Without caring about anything else, he quickly walked towards the main house.

As soon as I pushed the door open, my breathing quickened.

The door is locked.

Now it's basically confirmed.

But he didn't give up. He opened the door and went in, searching each room one by one.

The study was empty. In the tailor's room, the fabrics remained as they had been before. The master bedroom was equally deserted.

He didn't turn on the light, but walked step by step towards the table in the master bedroom and glanced down.

Sure enough, the message note was placed neatly on it.

But the person disappeared.

The room was dead silent, it must have been unventilated for a few days.

If only Zhu Yunying was absent, perhaps she was accompanying Zou Mei.

But even Zhang Qiangqiang is not there. I guess someone helped Zhu Yunying hide!

For a moment, Feng Shuo felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have asked the dean to keep Zhu Yunying's pregnancy a secret that day.

What if you’re not careful and get bumped into something, and something happens?

Thinking of this, my heart immediately started to burn with anger.

He closed the door again.

He didn't ride a sidecar because he was afraid of making too much noise, so someone tipped off Political Commissar Zhang.

He didn't go to Yang He's house, but went straight to find Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was injured in the landslide. The bandage on his head will probably have to last for ten days to half a month. He was still sleepy when he opened the door!

"Brother Shuo? Why are you here? Didn't you go to build the road?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen's eyes widened. Enduring the severe pain in his head, he pulled Feng Shuo into the house and said, "Does the political commissar know you're back? Are you crazy? Why are you going against him?"

Feng Shuo glanced at Lu Chen's room, and after confirming that no one was there, he spoke anxiously:

"Zhu Yunyao is missing. Do you know where she went?"

Lu Chen shook his head: "I don't know? Did he go to Yang He's house? Maybe he went with Zou Mei?"

"Where's Xiao Zhang? Where did he go?"

Unable to ask Zhu Yunyao, Feng Shuo changed the topic and asked Xiao Zhang.

Lu Chen answered quickly: "He's on family leave."

“Who approved it?”

"It's not you who's on his home leave..." Lu Chen hesitated, pursed his lips awkwardly, and looked up at him, "It's the political commissar, right?"

Feng Shuo said in a deep voice: "Take good care of it."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Lu Chen looked at his brisk back and didn't know who to worry for.

Political Commissar Zhang had just finished his official business and had taken a shower. He was holding a palm-leaf fan in one hand and a piece of red-fleshed watermelon in the other. Just as he was about to eat, he saw a wet man standing in front of him.

"What have you been doing? You got washed back in again?!"

He didn't even eat the watermelon and came over to look at the wound on Feng Shuo's arm.

All healed.

I felt a little relieved.

"Where did you hide Zhu Yunwei?"

"Why would I hide her? She's your lover, and you don't even know..."

Political Commissar Zhang wanted to evade the question, but was stunned by Feng Shuo's retort.

"She's newly pregnant and can't travel around."

…

Zhu Yunying slept until she woke up naturally, and leisurely had breakfast with Old Lady Feng.

The old lady had a light breakfast, so she also drank a bowl of vegetable porridge.

"Are you used to it?" Old Mrs. Feng asked with a smile.

Zhu Yunying ate very comfortably and responded, "Is it a specialty of Beijing?"

"It's just a bunch of random things I learned from traveling all over the country! Hahaha!"

When she was young, Mrs. Feng also participated in the revolution. She was resolute and decisive and traveled to many places.

There are no obvious regional characteristics in her. When she smiles, she is as gentle as the people from the south of the Yangtze River. When she is serious and talking about business, she has the bold and straightforward northern temperament.

I took a walk by the nearby river in the morning and then went to the state-owned restaurant.

When they reached the door, Zhu Yunying reminded him, "Are you not waiting for Xiaoqin?"

"She has to go to work. She doesn't need to join in the fun here."

Old Mrs. Feng took Zhu Yunying's hand and walked straight into the restaurant.

The Xia family's aunt and nephew had already ordered the dishes and were sitting at their seats waiting.

They didn't know Zhu Yunying, so when they saw Old Lady Feng, they all stood up politely.

Both the aunt and the niece have a very righteous appearance and dress.

Xia Fangfei had short hair, a round face, and was wearing military casual clothes, looking very energetic.

Xia Jun has a standard square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, and thick lips. He has a bit of bookish air, but is more steady.

"Yun Yao, I'm Xia Fangfei. Thanks to your mother's rescue, otherwise our Xia family would only have Ajun as the only child left! Come, come, sit next to your aunt."

Xia Fangfei was very enthusiastic. She stretched out her hand and pulled Zhu Yunying to her side. She also said politely: "From now on, just follow Ah Jun and call me aunt."

Xia's parents passed away early, so Xia Jun lived with Xia Fangfei.

Rather than saying she is an aunt, it would be more accurate to say that they are as close as mother and son.

At first, Zhu Yunying didn't think there was anything wrong. When Xia Fangfei suggested calling her aunt, she also called her aunt obediently, but then she realized something was wrong.

Less than two minutes after Mrs. Feng sat down, she suddenly shouted that something had been dropped by the river and she had to go back to find it.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunyao immediately stood up but was held down by Xia Fangfei.

"The dishes have been ordered! I'll go with the old lady, you and Jun can eat first. You don't have to wait for us."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Fangfei supported Old Lady Feng and left at the brisk pace.

The acting of the two was quite poor. When they stood up, they looked at each other and secretly held back their laughter.

Zhu Yunying sighed helplessly.

She raised her eyes and looked at Xia Jun who was sitting opposite her, and pursed her lips awkwardly:

"It seems there must be some misunderstanding."

Xia Jun smiled calmly.

"It's not a misunderstanding. We made it very clear back then: if the Feng family can't take good care of you, our Xia family will take on that obligation."

Alarm bells rang in Zhu Yunying's head and she was dumbfounded when she heard it.

She pushed her fair hands against the edge of the table, her knuckles reddening from the effort. She leaned forward and said in disbelief, "What obligations?! Are you agreeing to a blind date?"

"Yes, I agree. Aunt Zhu saved my aunt, which is a great favor to our Xia family. It is my responsibility to take care of you and protect you... no matter the cost."

Xia Jun spoke so seriously that Zhu Yunying wondered if she hadn't woken up yet?

Maybe I am still on the train to Beijing and just had a dream!

She pinched her thigh hard and hissed in pain.

"Hiss—" Zhu Yunwei leaned back strategically, swallowed, and refused, "But I'm already married."

"There's no point in continuing an unhappy marriage. Just get a divorce."

Zhu Yunyao was so shocked that she didn't even notice the shutter sound behind the screen.