Chapter 229 So embarrassing!

Unlike when he was young, he couldn't even say "Hello" properly.

"Uncle Guo, we're going to the factory now. We'll leave the house in your care."

Zhou Lijuan put down her bowl and wiped her mouth.

He slung his small bag over his shoulder and smiled at Guo Zhenyi.

"Lijuan, don't say that. From now on... from now on, just treat me like family."

Guo Zhenyi turned around, his tone solemn.

Zhou Lijuan stuck out her tongue and smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"I know, you're the pillar of our family!"

Her voice was clear and bright, and she even gave a playful thumbs-up after she finished speaking.

Qi Changyu watched her retreating figure with a smile on his lips.

At 8:30, Zhou Shufen suddenly opened her eyes.

She suddenly raised her hand to check her watch.

Oh my god!

I overslept!

My heart skipped a beat, and I jumped out of bed.

last night……

Those scenes flashed through her mind.

My face flushed, and even the roots of my ears turned bright red.

The other side of the bed was empty.

The pillows were neatly arranged, and the blankets were spread out perfectly flat, without a single wrinkle.

This doesn't look like someone who just slept last night.

It's clear that someone has tidied it up and carefully restored it to its original state.

She could almost picture the scene.

He was barefoot on the wooden floor.

As he dressed, he kept glancing back to see if she was still asleep.

Then, he bent down and carefully folded the corner of the quilt.

"How embarrassing..."

She muttered softly to the pillow.

Her fingers unconsciously tugged at the bed sheet, round and round.

But my heart was in turmoil.

At this age, I still blush and feel my heart race like an unmarried young girl.

This contrast frustrated her, yet she couldn't resist it.

She propped herself up on the edge of the bed and sat up. Only then did she realize that her neck was sore and numb.

He had to hold his forehead and it took him a while to finally sit up straight.

Pushing open the door, I heard the rustling sound of sweeping coming from the yard.

Guo Zhenyi was bending over, sweeping the withered leaves in the corner of the wall.

The collar of his jacket stood up slightly, making his profile even more defined.

The cuffs were rolled up, revealing muscular forearms.

Hearing the door open, he turned around and smiled broadly.

"woke up?"

Zhou Shufen was startled, immediately lowered her head, and stared intently at her toes.

"Um……"

The sound was so soft it was like a mosquito humming.

She even doubted whether he had heard her at all.

But she didn't dare ask.

She could only stand frozen in place, her fingers twisting the hem of her clothes.

Guo Zhenyi placed the broom against the wall and walked over in a few steps.

He was still clutching a hot water bottle in his hand, and he shoved it directly into her arms.

"Just filled a hot water bottle, keep it warm."

His tone was natural.

"Breakfast is warming on the stove. Shall I cook you a bowl of rice noodles?"

The hot water bottle was pressed against my chest, and the warmth seeped in inch by inch.

Zhou Shufen's heart was racing uncontrollably.

She secretly glanced up and met his mischievous smile.

He saw right through it all.

"Don't worry about it, I'll do it myself!"

She turned abruptly and rushed into the kitchen.

Behind him, Guo Zhenyi chuckled softly.

On the kitchen stove, a soup pot was bubbling and steaming.

The aroma of meat wafted out from the cracks, spreading in wisps throughout the air.

Zhou Shufen scooped up a spoonful of soup and gently blew on it twice.

Then I took a sip.

The saltiness was just right, and the aroma was wonderful; it was exactly the flavor she loved most in winter.

It's probably something Lijuan specially arranged before she left.

This girl is so thoughtful and considerate that it warms your heart.

She poured the rice noodles into the boiling water.

Water splashes lightly, and the aroma of rice fills the air.

Just then, Guo Zhenyi followed him in.

He was holding an enamel mug with two eggs inside.

"Have an egg first, to fill your stomach."

He spoke in a low voice and handed over the enamel mug.

My fingertips accidentally brushed against the back of her hand.

The warmth instantly traveled across their skin.

Zhou Shufen's fingers trembled, and she almost knocked over the spoon.

Guo Zhenyi quickly took half a step back, his ear tips turning bright red in an instant.

He quickly turned around and squatted down in front of the stove to add firewood.

Zhou Shufen clutched the egg and looked up at his retreating figure.

His broad shoulders were slightly hunched, and his movements were a little clumsy, but he was extremely serious.

Half a lifetime has been filled with hardship and setbacks.

She once thought she would never live to see a peaceful life again.

But after all the twists and turns, it actually came true.

She took a small bite of the egg.

The egg white is smooth and tender, the yolk is soft and fluffy, and the salty and savory flavor slowly melts in your mouth.

Just as she looked up, Guo Zhenyi turned around.

His gaze fell on her face, and he paused for a moment.

Then, the two of them laughed almost simultaneously.

"Eat quickly, the noodles are going to burn."

He spoke in a low voice, his tone somewhat hesitant.

He turned around and stuffed a piece of charcoal into the stove.

The flames crackled and leaped, casting a warm glow on their faces.

Zhou Shufen nodded gently and stirred the rice noodles in the pot.

The heat hit my face, blurring my vision.

But the corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed; they kept turning upwards little by little.

Zhou Liya and Yang Qingyan had gotten up long ago.

Right now, the two of them are huddled in a corner of the room.

They were huddled together, completely absorbed in fiddling with the Walkman that Guo Zhenyi had given them.

A little music leaked out from the gaps in the headphones; it was a gentle old song.

The two were so engrossed in listening that they didn't even hear the noise outside the door.

After Zhou Shufen and Guo Zhenyi finished breakfast, he stood up on his own initiative.

"I'll wash it."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and began clearing the dishes from the table.

She leaned against the door and watched quietly.

As soon as he finished his work, Guo Zhenyi shook the water droplets off his hands and turned around to speak.

"Shufen, let's go shopping and buy some New Year's goods."

Zhou Shufen nodded immediately.

"OK."

As soon as the two stepped out of their house, the cold morning wind hit them in the face.

Just then, an acquaintance walked towards us.

The man was wearing an old jacket and carrying a plastic bag.

Yang Muyan's eyes lit up the moment he saw Zhou Shufen.

"Auntie! You really live here! I thought it was someone else's house, and I had to ask around for ages to find this address!"

What are you doing here?

Zhou Shufen, with a cold face, stepped aside and subconsciously blocked Guo Zhenyi.

It's been almost two years since the engagement was called off, and this person has suddenly reappeared. What exactly does he want to cause trouble for?

Alarm bells were ringing in her mind.

"I heard that Lijuan is back, so I want to see her."

Yang Muyan rubbed his hands together, his tone tinged with apprehension.

Zhou Shufen's face darkened instantly.

"She's busy. You should leave now and not waste your time here."

Yang Muyan's smile froze on her face.

He rubbed his hands together, his voice softening, tinged with pleading.

"Auntie, I just want to say a few words and leave right away. I've come all this way, from town by bus and then on foot, it took me more than half an hour... Please, can you let me say a few words?"

"No."

Guo Zhenyi's deep voice rang out.

As he spoke, he stepped out from behind Zhou Shufen.

He was tall, and when he stood there, his upright posture was imposing.

Yang Muyan swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue because of this imposing manner.

"Lijuan is doing well now, peacefully and steadily, with things to do every day and friends to keep her company."

Guo Zhenyi looked at Yang Muyan, his tone calm.

"The past should be left behind. What's the point of you coming here now, other than to disturb her peace of mind?"

Yang Muyan's face turned a deep liver color.

His voice suddenly rose eight octaves as he roared at Guo Zhenyi.

"Who do you think you are? Huh? My relationship with Lijuan is a matter between us, what right do you, an outsider, have to interfere?"