Chapter 340 Washing underwear in the morning

Han Yu was very surprised that Mu Qingyang came to Baishui Town, because Zeng Wenjie didn't tell her anything.

"Why did you bring that girl home?" Han Yu twisted Zeng Wenjie's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Who is this girl? She's my girlfriend!" Zeng Wenjie said righteously.

"Huh?!" Han Yu was a little unconvinced.

Because, in her opinion, Zeng Wenjie was so naughty in school, skipping classes to surf the Internet all day, and he was so obsessed with chasing Yang Jingqi that he was almost dying. It was a bit sci-fi that he was suddenly paired with a fairy-like girl.

Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "You don't like it? Then I'll tell her."

Han Yu slapped him on the back of the head and said angrily, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up. Do you believe it?"

Zeng Wenjie quickly made a heart shape to his mother and said, "I will definitely save you first, please don't hit me."

“???”

Han Yu looked puzzled. What the hell was this?

She felt that her son's temperament had changed a lot since the summer, and sometimes he spoke incoherently, making it difficult for people to understand him.

Grandpa and grandma both like Mu Qingyang very much.

Who wouldn’t like the cute and beautiful classmate Xiao Mu?

Well, anyone who doesn’t like it is fucking abnormal!

Zeng Wenjie had already informed his grandfather in advance, so there was no need to worry about letting the cat out of the bag and arousing Mu Qingyang's suspicion.

Mu Qingyang also pretended to be serious and told her grandfather that she was having a hard time learning Russian and that she would come to him for advice when she had time.

This pro-Soviet element was very happy...

Then, Mu Qingyang started eating at her grandparents' house again. The two elders liked her very much and served her various fruits and snacks.

There is a high-calorie snack that is similar to Mahua (fried dough twist) but is not it. It is a small town specialty: it is fried, has a crunchy texture, and is coated with sugar.

Watching Mu Qingyang showing off wildly, Zeng Wenjie was a little worried that she might evolve into a Tiger tank.

"I can't eat anymore, grandma!" Mu Qingyang cleared another plate of snacks and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"Take it back and eat it!" Grandma grabbed a handful and stuffed them into her pockets, filling them up.

Xiao Mu, who likes to receive gifts, doesn't know how to refuse. He even zips up his pocket to prevent the snacks inside from falling out.

At around 9:30, Zeng Wenjie was ready to take Mu Qingyang away.

"Just sleep here tonight!" said grandpa.

"Our luggage is all over there. We have to go back to sleep and come back another day!" said Zeng Wenjie.

He took Mu Qingyang to say goodbye to his family, and drove the Audi back to the old street.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, Mu Qingyang's nose moved sensitively and he said, "I smell a delicious aroma!"

Grandma came out at this time and said with a smile, "Are you back? I cooked some sweet wine dumplings and eggs for you. Come and eat them."

Mu Qingyang immediately said happily: "Okay, okay, thank you grandma!"

Zeng Wenjie took a deep breath and said, "Are you really not afraid of gaining weight?"

"I exercise every day, what are you afraid of? Besides, if I gain weight, I just need to control my diet!" Mu Qingyang glanced at him without any fear at all.

Zeng Wenjie smacked his lips and accompanied her to eat sweet wine dumplings. He really couldn't understand how she could still finish two bowls after eating so many snacks!

Mu Qingyang, who had eaten too much, couldn't fall asleep after washing her face and feet. Her grandparents were used to going to bed early, so she could only beg Zeng Wenjie to take her to play video games.

Then, Zeng Wenjie picked out the "Contra" card and plugged it in, and played happily with Mu Qingyang.

"Let me tell you, there are so many ghost stories in our country..."

Zeng Wenjie started playing dirty and began telling Mu Qingyang ghost stories while playing games.

What about the mass graves, ghost walls, red-clad ghosts in gold mines, and children drowned by the river?

I have to say, these ghost stories combined with the rural environment are indeed quite scary.

Mu Qingyang, who was not afraid of these things, shivered a little after hearing them. In addition, the weather was cold, and goose bumps appeared on his neck.

Seeing that it was already twelve o'clock, Zeng Wenjie put down the controller and said, "Let's play next time. It's time to go to bed."

After the game sound stopped, Mu Qingyang felt that the silence was a little scary.

This is what nights in the countryside are like, especially in winter. If it’s summer, it’s not so lonely because you can always hear the chirping of cicadas and frogs.

"Wait!" Mu Qingyang said.

"Tsk... keep your distance, I'm afraid of being beaten by your Grandpa Xie!" Zeng Wenjie raised his eyebrows.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but punched him twice and said, "You just told me a ghost story to scare me. I'm scared now. Can you coax me to sleep?"

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Why?"

Mu Qingyang blushed and took the initiative to come forward and kiss him.

So, the guy whose evil plan succeeded reluctantly agreed to coax her to sleep.

Mu Qingyang took off his thick cotton pajamas, revealing thin pajamas suitable for sleeping. He lifted the quilt and got on the bed. There was an electric blanket underneath, so the bed was very warm.

Zeng Wenjie also took off his shoes and got on the bed, then leaned against the head of the bed, letting Mu Qingyang lean against his thighs.

"I have told you my story. Now it's your turn to tell me your story." Mu Qingyang said softly.

"Then tell me about some of the shitty things I did as a kid!" Zeng Wenjie touched her head, sorted out his thoughts, and started talking about the past.

Since they had spent the night together before, Mu Qingyang was not so embarrassed. He curled up lazily in the quilt and listened to Zeng Wenjie telling embarrassing stories.

Not long after, Mu Qingyang closed his eyes sleepily and breathed evenly.

"Good night."

Zeng Wenjie turned off the electric blanket, then turned off the lights, closed the door, said good night, and returned to his room.

Mu Qingyang slept very well and soundly, and even dreamed of his grandmother.

Grandma looked at her with a smile, and then told her that someone would love her in the future and asked her not to worry.

Then, my mother appeared beside grandma. They held hands, stood on the boat, waved to her, and went downstream.

When Mu Qingyang woke up, her face was covered with tear marks. After a moment of hesitation, she did not continue crying. Instead, she wiped away her tears and smiled gently.

7:30.

When Mu Qingyang changed his clothes and walked out of the room, he found that his grandmother was already selling noodles, and his grandfather came back from outside with sweat on his forehead and a red face. He must have gone out for exercise.

"Are you used to sleeping here?" Grandpa smiled at Mu Qingyang.

"I'm used to it, Grandpa! I like it here very much!" Mu Qingyang raised his hand happily and waved, saying.

Grandpa nodded and said, "If you have nothing to do later, come play chess with me! Go wash your face quickly, and then ask grandma to make you some powder."

Mu Qingyang knocked on Zeng Wenjie's door to wake him up, and after waiting for a few minutes, he opened the door.

"Want to sleep in?" Mu Qingyang asked.

"Yes, I was tired from driving yesterday, is that okay?" Zeng Wenjie responded with an unhappy look on his face.

Mu Qingyang was stunned when he saw him holding a pair of underwear in his hand.

Zeng Wenjie said fiercely, "What are you looking at? Are you going to help me wash it?"

Mu Qingyang quickly dodged and said, "Who wants to help you wash it?"

She had a strange association. After having a strange dream, she had to get up and wash her underwear the next day. Could it be that Zeng Wenjie also had that kind of strange dream?

It’s possible…

"Master Jiu, Master Jiu, you have committed such a great sin!" Zeng Wenjie cursed as he washed his underwear, still holding a grudge against Xie Jiu.

After breakfast, Mu Qingyang played two games of chess with his grandfather, and was beaten terribly by the old man.

Grandpa couldn't help but say, "That's amazing! I'd like to see you play a game against an opponent of equal skill, but it's a pity there aren't any such skilled players around."

Mu Qingyang said, "That's easy. I brought a laptop with me, and it has a network card, so I can download it online."

So, the old-fashioned grandfather sat next to Mu Qingyang and watched her play chess online.

Zeng Wenjie planned to go back to Fengzhou after lunch. He could be a hands-off manager at the snack shop, but not at the gold shop. He also had to make the final decision on the renovation of the office on the second floor of the Fengyuan Entrepreneurship Base.

"I'm going back to make money, otherwise I can't afford to support you who eats so much! Let's contact each other by phone, and I'll come back to accompany you when I'm free." Zeng Wenjie said.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but puff up his cheeks, looking a little unhappy.

But at this moment, Yang Wei suddenly came riding a motorcycle with Yang Jingqi on board.

"Uncle Yang, why are you here?" Zeng Wenjie went out to greet him and ignored Yang Jingqi.

Yang Wei looked a little panicked and said, "Something happened to Old Li at home. A batch of our goods was lost, and the police just came to me to inquire about the situation."

Zeng Wenjie frowned and asked, "How much goods?"

"More than 400 grams..." Yang Wei said with a grim expression.

"In addition to helping us run the goods, Lao Li also ran the goods himself. Someone came to his house to pick up the goods, and then committed a crime in his house."

"He and his wife were the only ones at home. They were both beaten to death, and all their money and belongings were looted."

Zeng Wenjie was shocked when he heard this. Old Li had kidnapped people with him before, so he was a veteran in the business, and yet he had actually been caught...

He couldn't help but sigh and said, "Contact his family. We'll pay them some money to take care of the funeral. The goods are lost, so be it. Tell your men to be careful. If you have any goods, it's best to sell them directly to us and give them a few cents more per unit."

Yang Wei stood there awkwardly, looking at the boy in front of him who was the same age as his daughter, and found it difficult to speak for a moment.

"Uncle Yang, you don't have to feel guilty. Just continue to help us receive the goods. We won't stop you from helping us just because of this accident." Zeng Wenjie smiled and said.

"Okay." Yang Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that he would be implicated in Lao Li's matter and his business would be cut off. Now he was helping the Zeng family receive the goods and handing them over to Zeng Xiangdong after receiving them.

Yang Jingqi felt extremely uncomfortable watching her father appear embarrassed in front of Zeng Wenjie.

Just as she was about to say something, she saw Mu Qingyang emerge from behind the main hall door and asked cautiously, "Is the gold business so dangerous?"

Yang Jingqi's face turned pale as snow in an instant, and she swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her lips.

(End of this chapter)