Chapter 63 63. A good man who comes late and is hard to come by in a century. ...

New Year's Day.

After the ban on fireworks in South City, New Year's Eve was even quieter than usual. Mi Yanyan woke up in the early morning and found herself wrapped in the quilt again, with Shi Jingzhou lying on his side beside the bed.

He curled up his legs and folded his arms, looking very pitiful.

She has good sleep quality and always sleeps until the alarm rings, so she is completely unaware that she has never corrected this bad habit.

No one around me ever mentioned it.

Stretching her arms and legs, she was like a hero in a white feather cape, bravely bringing the people back.

Shi Jingzhou's eyelashes trembled, and his breathing quickly became steady, but he did not wake up.

After winter came, Mi Yanyan felt that the heating in the room was too dry, so she only set it to two hours before going to bed. At this moment, Jingzhou took the opportunity to hug her, his arms around her waist, and she flashed with cold.

When Shi Jingzhou touched the warm body, he immediately realized that his hand was very cold and withdrew it instantly.

In fact, he was not awake at all, and all his actions were natural and subconscious reflexes.

Mi Yanyan's eyes were filled with warmth, and she put his hand back on her waist.

Shi Jingzhou opened his eyes half asleep and half awake, smiled at her, then put their noses together and closed his eyes deeply.

It was probably around seven or eight o'clock when she had a dream. With the memory of the early hours of the morning, she was counting the people who accepted her unconditionally, counting over and over again, and then she waited for her grandfather to knock on the door and call her for lunch. There were three people sitting at the table, her grandparents and Shi Jingzhou.

The first day of the new year was always a party of leftovers at noon. She held a small bowl and drank white porridge with the hot dishes left over from the previous New Year's Eve. She blew gently to separate the sticky rice grains, and a place in her heart felt moist and warm.

She was fully awakened when she heard Aunt Chen's voice. She went downstairs and saw the news on the TV in the living room. Shi Jingzhou had one hand on Peanut's head and was flipping through the customers' New Year greetings with the other.

Resting her chin on Shi Jingzhou's shoulder, Mi Yanyan looked at him and said with a smile, "You are so rude. You didn't even reply..."

Shi Jingzhou patted his hands that fell on his chest, feeling quite helpless: "Too many, some of them I can't even identify the person."

After saying that, he slid back to the top and was about to lock the screen when the pinned note name flashed by.

Mi Yanyan caught a glimpse of the original position of "wife".

It changed to - bleating.

She burst out laughing, pinched her ear, and said with a smile: "What? I asked you to change your name, what are you changing it to?"

Shi Jingzhou turned his head and spoke in a serious voice.

"Mee-mee."

Mi Yanyan felt it was both cute and incongruous.

"How could you come up with such a silly name?" she asked.

"Mi Yanyan, Mi Yanyan, Mi Yanyan...read it together, and read faster."

"..." She couldn't help laughing and leaned on Shi Jingzhou. It was really hard for her to imagine such an explanation coming out of his mouth.

"Shi Jingzhou, you're really becoming less and less like what I imagined."

He was actually a little embarrassed, but luckily Mi Yanyan was always behind his chair and couldn't see his slightly flustered expression.

In fact, he had heard her name as early as when he met Mi Yanyan at Mr. Mi's family dinner.

There was a lot of noise and chaos, and I don't know who shouted. At that time, the name that fell into Shi Jingzhou's ears sounded like "meow meow".

A docile lamb.

It makes people want to take her home and also want to take her for a run on the vast grassland.

He asked, "If it doesn't look like that, is it good or bad?"

Mi Yanyan pecked his ear lightly, "I like it."

Shi Jingzhou laughed, and Mi Yanyan buried her head in his neck shyly.

Aunt Chen coughed twice and raised the bowl in her hand. "I don't want to disturb you two. If you heat the porridge again, it will become rice."

"Here they are!" She retracted her thin arm. Shi Jingzhou pulled out the dining chair next to her. Several dishes were served on the table. She exclaimed in admiration.

"Aunt Chen, you're amazing! This is pretty much what we used to eat on New Year's Day."

Picking up the plump and smooth sausage slices, the plum fragrance filled the air. He smacked his lips and squinted his eyes, "This sausage is delicious too!"

Aunt Chen was not modest. "Of course. This is the sausage made in the vegetable market next to the compound. Aunt Qian took me there. It looks really good."

When the couple got married, the first work guide she received was about Mi Yanyan's hobbies. It was quite conventional, and some of the content was only discovered after getting to know each other that it was simplified and beautified because they were afraid that others would find it troublesome.

Later, she took care of it and recorded it, leaving her own traces of revisions. Then last month, Shi Jingzhou handed her a new copy.

After asking, I found out that after Mr. Mi Zhenhua passed away, Aunt Qian went back to her hometown to take care of her son's second child. Shi Jingzhou specially found her and compiled a list of Mi Yanyan's real taste preferences over the years.

In fact, Shi Jingzhou had wanted to ask Mr. Mi for one some time ago. They got married in a hurry and there was no time for them to get used to each other. He always saw her showing small movements of temporary discomfort due to her living habits, but he never took the initiative to mention it.

I was more concerned about cooperating with him and accommodating him, and I was even more afraid of causing trouble for Aunt Chen.

Unexpectedly, grandpa's condition worsened suddenly. Fortunately, Aunt Qian helped take care of the house all the way. She is the only person who truly understands Mi Yanyan's living habits.

The person next to me suddenly stopped eating and looked at me blankly.

Mi Yanyan really wanted to say: Shi Jingzhou, why are you so nice?

With a furrowed brow and wet eyes, he said, "Shi Jingzhou, Happy New Year."

He looked confused, then burst into laughter.

Mi Yanyan felt touched and embarrassed, and pulled her hair in annoyance.

The bowl was piled with food again. He smoothed her messy hair and replied to her seemingly nonchalantly.

"Okay, I know what you want to say."

Mi Yanyan was unconvinced: "What do I want to say?"

"She said I was nice, that I was considerate and caring, and that I was a rare good man for you."

"..." This was more like Shi Jingzhou, arrogant, confident, and boastful. She nudged him with her elbow, "No, not really. People's tastes change. Maybe I won't like the food I ate as a child anymore."

"Oh," he said, not surprised or angry at all, "That's okay. I'll help you remember it later. I'll remember what you wrote in the notebook in my mind and heart."

Aunt Chen couldn't stop smiling.

"Oh," Mi Yanyan was both pleased and embarrassed, covering his mouth to prevent him from saying anything, "I know, I know, you're the best."

Shi Jingzhou nodded, "Of course."

After lunch, the cheerful New Year atmosphere disappeared for the most part because Shi Jingzhou received two calls, one from Mi Yanyan's parents.

It was like a business reception that had been agreed upon. They called one after another and even arranged the time for them. They generously said that it was a family gathering.

Shi Jingzhou looked at Mi Yanyan for her opinion. She hesitated for a moment, but nodded in agreement.

The two people deliberately called Shi Jingzhou, simply to put him in a difficult position. They also knew that if they called themselves, they would most likely be rejected mercilessly.

But if she contacted her son-in-law, her daughter would most likely agree for his sake. This was Mi and Zhang's usual tactic, except that the emperor they held hostage was Shi Jingzhou instead of her grandfather.

After hanging up the phone, he rubbed Mi Yanyan's face and said, "I really don't care. If you don't want to go, I'll make an excuse that I have something to do."

"No." Mi Yanyan replied.

"I said I have something to do, so I'll take you out."

Mi Yanyan forced a pout and said, "They're not stupid. They must know that I ordered you to do that."

"I am willing to be ordered around by you."

Seeing his serious face, Mi Yanyan laughed instead and encouraged herself, "Let's go, it's just a meal. They are not afraid of being uncomfortable together, so why should I be afraid?"

After saying that, he put on his shoes and ran back to the cloakroom to find clothes. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that Mi Wenzhong and Zhang Qiaoshu would be attending with their families this time, which was quite novel.

Picking and choosing in the wardrobe, Mi Yanyan felt like she was back in the past. She was not allowed to wear inappropriate clothes. Even in the cold winter, she had to wear a dress and comb her hair meticulously, otherwise Zhang Qiaoshu would say in a roundabout way that she was making a fool of herself at first sight.

Shi Jingzhou followed up and knocked on the door twice.

"My parents said they invited them too."

"Okay." She weakly put her head into her coat.

She heard the sound of a cabinet being opened. Turning around with her head lowered, she watched Shi Jingzhou pull out a short-sleeved shirt he hadn't touched in a century and put it on. Then he continued to put on his sweatshirt and jeans...

There's also a really stupid lamb pattern on the sweatshirt.

"When did you buy it? I've never seen you wear it..."

He replied calmly, "I'm not going to work, so I can wear whatever I want."

Then he opened the drawer that he rarely opened and said, "Come on, pick one."

Mi Yanyan stared. The colors inside were brilliant, and they were styles that she would never wear in front of her parents.

It was childish, I think. The more Zhang Qiaoshu controlled her, the more rebellious she became. Without them knowing, she got tattoos, rode a motorcycle, and wore clothes that didn't conform to the aesthetic standards of her elders.

It seems that through these changes, we can get a brief respite.

However, after getting married, the control from her parents gradually disappeared from her life, and she no longer needed to prove anything extra, so those clothes were thrown aside for a long time.

Seeing that she couldn't decide, Shi Jingzhou took out a short sweatshirt and handed it to her, "This one, it matches my color."

Mi Yanyan took it with a smile and brushed it away with her hands. "Are you sure?"

It's really short, and your belly button is definitely exposed.

Shi Jingzhou spread his hands and said the same thing he said when they met before they got married.

"Wife, I'm not some old antique you think I am."

After thinking for a moment, he pulled out a furry coat and said, "It's definitely not cold in the hotel, so wear something thicker outside and take it off when we eat."

Mi Yanyan found it funny and quickly put it on, "Honey, look carefully, my belly is outside."

Shi Jingzhou nodded calmly, "It's okay, I'll keep you warm if you're afraid of the cold."

When they were about to leave, Mi Yanyan was still hesitating whether to change her clothes. Aunt Chen considerately gave her two hot packs, which made her a little amused and helpless.

It seems like he dressed like this on purpose to bring bad luck to his parents during the Chinese New Year.

The sound of an engine roared outside the window, and the headlights illuminated the yard at the door. She was so startled that she stood up and ran out, and saw Shi Jingzhou wearing a helmet and waving at her.

Fortunately, it was a warm winter, so it was no wonder that Aunt Chen insisted on making her wear a scarf and gloves.

"Isn't it handsome? Jing Zhou went back to the old house specifically to get the car."

Mi Yanyan was surprised: "He rides a motorcycle too?"

"You played it when you were in school and even broke your leg. Don't blame me for what I said." Aunt Chen said in a low voice, saying bad things about Shi Jingzhou while giving him a thumbs up.

Mi Yanyan held onto her helmet and took a difficult step. "Shi Jingzhou, is this your belated rebellious phase?"

All that could be seen through the helmet was his raised eyebrow. "It's cured once and for all. From now on, you can wear whatever you want and play whatever you want."

The wind was whistling past, and Shi Jingzhou's car was speeding up, but she didn't feel cold.

She bent her waist and hugged him, looking forward, like Mi Yanyan, who was repeatedly doubting herself during adolescence, and bumped into Shi Jingzhou, whom she had never known before.

She thought, maybe if they had met earlier, they would have been together.

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The author has something to say: Let’s start a sweet married life!

High sugar! Thank you all for your company!