Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Nothing tastes better than tofu, and nothing is more fun than...

If you give birth to a girl, you will be a descendant of the dragon. If you give birth to a boy, you will be the heir of the dragon.

After walking around the brick wall with red slogans, you will arrive at Wen Qingyang’s grandmother’s house.

She followed her mother and father and heard laughter and chatter from inside before she even entered. The lively atmosphere filled the air as the door opened.

"Hey, Guangzong and his family are back!" My uncle passed by the door with a basin of hot water. When he saw them, he immediately smiled. "Come in and warm up. Qingyang, please sit down. Let your aunt give you a red envelope."

The custom in the village is that all unmarried children can receive red envelopes, but the village is remote and not wealthy, so people only give a few dollars for good luck.

Wen Qingyang is the first student from a prestigious university in the village.

As her name suggests, she is a golden phoenix that is neither earthy nor vulgar. She has always been admired by all her relatives. They all want to urge their daughters to study hard so that they can be as successful as her.

Father Wen put down the bags he was carrying and said, "My second and third brothers are busy in the kitchen. If we had known earlier, we would have come over sooner so I could help out."

Uncle Wen waved his hands repeatedly: "The town is definitely farther than the village, and we've already arrived early. Is it possible that the three of us can't even prepare a table for dinner?"

The men were talking animatedly over there, and the women inside were also chatting happily.

As soon as Wen Qingyang sat down at the table, several aunts stuffed red envelopes into her hands. She did not refuse and accepted them generously.

"I've heard from the child's father that we in Qingyang are making a lot of money now. Although I don't know what kind of work he does, this child is just excellent!" The third aunt peeled an orange and handed her half.

"The Wen family has had only one daughter for three generations," said Grandma Wen, patting her shoulder. "Our Qingyang will also be like her mother, bringing honor to our family."

Grandma Wen gave birth to three sons and one daughter.

Wen Guangzong's three elder brothers had never been to school and married early, but because they were all virtuous and capable, they lived a good life.

By the time Wen Guangzong reached junior high school, he was already considered the best student in the village.

When they were young, the three brothers always took care of their younger sister and they had a very good relationship. Later, after they got married, they often came back to help. Occasionally, even the aunts were happy to take time to accompany their husbands to visit their parents.

All the men in the village envy the Wen family’s sons for being so blessed - they have a younger sister to support them!

Wen Guangzong's daughter is so promising, her future is definitely limitless. For the sake of such a wealthy relative, they will not live badly in her husband's family and will have to give in a little.

So if you love your son, you have to give him a younger sister!

My aunt works outside and is well-informed. "Qingyang just graduated and he's already paid for a storefront in town for our family. The clothes my sister is wearing don't look cheap either. Did Qingyang buy them for her? He's really filial!"

Second aunt also agreed: "Qingyang seems like someone from a big city. Tell your second uncle what you want to eat. You liked eating his cooking when you were a child, so you can't be polite now!"

"Don't praise her anymore, or her tail will be up in the air."

Wen Guangzong divided the gift boxes he brought and said a few humble words.

"Oh, Qingyang grew up surrounded by praise, so what is there to be afraid of?" Grandma Wen only has this one granddaughter and has doted on her since she was little. "Boys can be a little timid, but girls need to be proud."

Wen Qingyang nodded.

"Come on, make room for the fish!"

Wen's father came over with a plate. "This fish is definitely fat. We asked the fishmonger in town to kill it right away. How about trying it?"

Grandma Wen pushed the fish belly towards her granddaughter.

Wen Qingyang was the first to respond.

It is difficult for children from poor families to be picky about food. In addition, she has a good appetite and eats a lot. Even though she has been used to eating big fish and meat some time ago, she still finds everything delicious when she goes home and eats the food with big mouthfuls.

When her cousins ​​saw her pick up her chopsticks, they followed suit, eating quietly with their lips pursed.

The round table couldn't hold so many people, so Second Uncle Wen sat on a small plastic stool on the other side, holding a bowl in his hand, and said with concern: "Qingyang, it must be very hard for you to work hard outside. Why don't you find someone to take care of your life? As the saying goes, it's better to start a family and build a career!"

"Ah, brother, you're just worrying about nothing." Third uncle wiped the oil stains on his apron, "When our Qingyang goes out, there are so many little boys rushing to throw themselves at her, why are you still worrying about this?"

Third Aunt chimed in: "If you're going to find one, look for one in a big city, someone with a nice appearance and a good family background. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of Qingyang?"

Wen Guangzong glanced at his daughter and saw that she was still concentrating on drinking the soup. She only regarded eating as her only priority and had no intention of responding at all.

"You also have to be sensible, have good judgment, and know how to work. Especially if you can cook delicious food, that's what counts."

When Uncle Wen heard his wife say this, he was a little confused: "These requirements are not high. Isn't it too lenient?"

"You don't understand. Men in big cities are so lazy these days." My aunt put down her chopsticks and started talking. "Some can't even cook. They buy some kind of robot vacuum to clean the house. And some even fail the father qualification exam!"

Wen's father was a little surprised: "Can't illiterate men in the village pass the test using phonetics? Why are city people so bad at it?"

"There are some selfish people who say they are more important than their children. So it's normal that they won't get high scores on the application questions later!"

"They say a mother gives birth and a father raises a child, but what's the point of marrying a man who won't even raise the child?"

"I don't understand the customs of this big city..."

Wen Qingyang wiped the corner of his mouth and said casually: "It doesn't matter whether it is a human or a machine, just clean it up."

Grandma Wen was worried about something else: "I think Qingyang chicken has been eaten quite a bit. How about killing another rooster tomorrow and stewing it for the child to nourish him?"

She was shocked when she heard that.

I knew that if I didn't refuse quickly, those poor chicks would suffer in the next week.

For the sake of friendship between humans and chickens, and for most small animals to have a good New Year, Wen Qingyang tactfully said that the other dishes were also delicious, and his uncles were all good at cooking.

Before we could finish the exchange of rejections, we were interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

"The phone is ringing. It must be something serious. Go and answer it." Grandma Wen urged.

Wen Qingyang glanced at the familiar caller ID and walked into the yard to answer the call:

"I'm not home. Huh? You're at my door?"

She asked again in disbelief.

Sui Yi knew her home address because Wen Qingyang told her himself.

After all, it would be easy for Ms. Sui to investigate if she wanted to, so when they talked about the relevant topic that day, she simply talked about it and even played the victim at the same time.

However, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Xianglin is not close to Jiashui.

"Then, when will you come back? I'll wait for you here." Wen Qingyang pinched his eyebrows and said, "Three to five days."

"Can you tell me the address so I can go to the village by myself?" he asked tentatively, then worried she might misunderstand. "I just want to see you. I won't pester you and waste your time with your family."

"Wait a minute, I'll come find you. If you're hungry, just buy some food."

She was originally annoyed that some of her plans were disrupted and didn't want to deal with such an emergency during the Spring Festival holiday, but when she opened her wallet and looked at the balance, she felt calm instantly.

Well, an idol should have good morals, and a girlfriend should have good friends.

You can be mad at anyone but not at money!

"Mom, Dad, I have something to do and need to go back to town. I'll sleep there tonight and come back tomorrow!"

Wen's father was helping to clear the dishes. He looked up and saw that she was in a hurry to go out. He didn't ask any more questions: "Take the keys. Remember to pay when you go to the village chief's house to borrow a car!"

"Dad, don't worry—"

Sui Yi hung up the phone, feeling extremely excited.

From the moment he saw the convenience store closed, he realized that he really shouldn't have come here without telling his girlfriend.

Even if it's a surprise, I still have to figure out the situation. It's probably the time she said her family would go back to the village to visit relatives. How could I have forgotten it?

Just like Qu Rending said, Ayi lost his smart brain once he fell in love.

Maybe missing someone is really a virus that messes up one’s mind.

But his girlfriend didn't say anything and just told him to wait.

Well, very doting.

Sui Yi sat in the car, looking around at the unfamiliar town. He felt that this place was similar to the snack street he had visited before, but its overall style was completely different from Xianglin.

Although lights and decorations are everywhere, most people close their shops and go back to reunite with their families, taking the festival very seriously.

The slogans of the surrounding shops are also very "characteristic":

"Nothing tastes better than tofu, and nothing is more fun than my brother-in-law" is Tofu House;

"More familiar than a husband, sweeter than a lover, more flavorful than a mistress" is a fruit shop;

"Get drunk and give women a chance" is a bar...

It is almost impossible for such a banner to appear in Xianglin. At least, although Mr. Sui goes to many places, he has never seen it.

He looked away slightly uncomfortably.

Thinking that he would soon see his girlfriend whom he had not seen for 18 days, 13 hours, 28 minutes and 9 seconds, Sui Yi looked at himself in the mirror on the sun visor again and again, and took out lip gloss to touch up his lipstick.

The wound at the corner of his mouth had not healed completely yet, and the pain made his lips tremble slightly when he covered it with foreign objects, but in order to maintain the details of his image, he still insisted on finishing the application.

He raised his wrist and sniffed it to make sure there was no smell.

Once upon a time, Mr. Sui was so captivated by the advertising slogan for a certain perfume that he ordered a spray. That day, he was enveloped in the sweet, soft aroma. Even though he wasn't used to it, he figured his girlfriend might like it, so he went back to Nanshan Villa for dinner.

As a result, Wen Qingyang was so irritated by the smell that she stayed away from him and refused to eat at the same table with him. It was not until he came out of a two-and-a-half-hour shower that she admitted that there was no smell left.

Sui Yi found out that day that his girlfriend was born with an overly sensitive sense of smell. No matter whether it was fragrant or smelly, anything even slightly strong would make her feel uncomfortable.

While feeling guilty, he also asked her why she didn't tell him earlier.

"Well... because when I first met you, you were so clean and had no mixed smells. I thought we were destined to be together. I didn't expect that you just didn't have this habit."

He didn't notice her casual prevarication, but instead became panicked about the disappearance of "destiny" after hearing a few words from her. From then on, he dared not go against her wishes and paid special attention to this aspect.

The minute hand slowly moved around in circles. Sui Yi had no mind to do anything else but waited earnestly for the person he wanted to see.

An hour later, there was a knock on the car window.

Mr. Sui met those phoenix eyes through the glass and quickly opened the car door. Before he stepped out of the driver's seat, he was pressed back by the waist and abdomen.

He was about to say something when the familiar long hair cascaded down, blocking his vision, and warm lips sealed him with a kiss.

She pinched his neck with her slender fingers and rammed her knees between his legs without much effort.

Only another softer palm gently patted his face and asked, "Why don't you listen?"