Chapter 11
"You definitely can't do it by yourself at home. What if you meet a jerk like that? And you still need a washbasin?" Pei Ze teased her in a relaxed tone.
"Uh, how should I respond to that? Why not use a shovel instead of a basin?" Zhong Miao smiled helplessly.
"Haha, a shovel isn't a bad idea either."
The moonlight cast a veil over Zhong Miao, just like that night, except that her smile was even more beautiful, more like a fairy.
Pei Ze thought, why didn’t I realize she was so beautiful before? It seemed that she wasn’t so beautiful before. Is it true that girls change a lot when they grow up?
"So what do you think? Do you want a divorce?" Zhong Miao felt that since Pei Ze said he wanted a divorce, he must have had this idea for a long time.
Thinking of what his mother said today, Pei Ze became a little uncertain, unless he never got married in his life, but this was obviously unrealistic, and his mother was the first one to disagree.
If he divorced Zhong Miao, who would be the next one? He was used to being alone and seemed to be unable to get along with anyone.
In other words, just deal with it.
"Zhong Miao, do you think you can live well with me?"
"Probably not. Marrying me won't do your family any good. On the other hand, you're just a showgirl and useless to me. Talking about feelings without considering reality is just hooliganism. If you put aside feelings, there's no need to talk about reality. It's all bullshit."
Pei Ze was upset when he heard this. "That's not right. I can earn money to support my family, I can also work at home, I'm tall and handsome, and I even went to college. How can I be called a showgirl?"
Zhong Miao paused for a moment, it seemed so, there was nothing wrong with saying that.
"Well, I'm pretty, I can draw, and I can help my mother-in-law with the housework, but you still don't like me, right?"
"Haha, why don't we give it a try? We're already married anyway."
"But I'm only twenty. What if I meet someone I like in the future? What's the point of us going through all this trouble? We'll get divorced sooner or later."
"It was meaningless for you to insist on marrying me in the first place? What were you thinking? Are you kidding?" Pei Ze took a deep breath, afraid that he would be mad at her to death.
Zhong Miao was indeed in the wrong about the marriage. Who made the original owner so anxious to get married?
"Well, that seems to be the case."
"I won't waste my time talking to you. I'm going back now. Come back tomorrow. When your dad leaves, you can come home with me."
"Hmm? That's it? Not leaving?"
"No, you're kidding me. You can get married if you want, or divorce if you want."
"Okay, let's do this for now."
Zhong Miao still feels a little regretful about not getting a divorce. She really can't bear the role of daughter-in-law, wife and mother. She is also a father.
Baby, as soon as you open your eyes, you have to be someone's wife and mother at the same time. How can you adapt to this?
Watching Pei Ze leave, Zhong Miao called out to him, "There's some candy my dad bought in the cabinet in the new house. Bring some to my mother-in-law. Hypoglycemia can be very dangerous."
"knew."
"If you're having trouble, just bring me the easel, drawing board, or something from my room. My dad happens to be home to be my model."
"Easel? Where did it come from?"
"My dad bought these, pencils, erasers, and sketch paper. Bring me some of them."
"Okay, okay, got it." Pei Ze turned around and waved his hand.
After reporting to his mother at home, Pei Ze returned to his new house.
He turned on the light and saw painting supplies piled up in the room, as well as Zhong Miao's paintings.
It was a sketch of a self-portrait. The person in the painting was Zhong Miao. She was very beautiful and lifelike. Her watery eyes looked at him so gently, and a gentle smile appeared at the corners of her lips.
Completely different from the usual Zhong Miao, the person in the painting has neither a pitiful temperament nor a cold attitude, but rather very gentle.
This painting shocked him even more than his previous sketches and furniture drawings.
Perhaps, Zhong Miao can really be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts.
Before he had the chance to tell Zhong Miao that the drawings she drew were good and the sizes were more reasonable than the previous samples, the carpenter had just made a set of samples and someone bought them.
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Zhong Miao got up early, added firewood to the earthen stove, put on her cotton jacket and gloves, and prepared to build a snowman with her father. Although she doesn't know how to work, this is not a problem for her. If she has enough time, she can even build an aquarium.
When I was studying at the Academy of Fine Arts in my previous life, the school would be very lively every time it snowed, and everyone would compete to see whose snowman was the coolest and most technically advanced.
At this time, when you walk around the campus, you will find snowmen of various cartoon characters, as well as alien creatures and funny scenes. It is more interesting than visiting a sculpture exhibition.
"My dear girl, what do you want to make?" Zhong Ming was curious about his daughter's ideas. She always had many interesting ideas and put them into practice.
"Hey, hey, hey, Dad, what animal do you think has the longest lifespan?"
"Turtle?" Zhong Ming was very respectful.
"That's right. I want to stack two turtles. The one on the bottom is Dad, and the little turtle on Dad's back is me. If we can survive this disaster, we will definitely live a hundred years."
"Okay, do you want to build something else besides the turtle?"
"Make two more Capybaras. That little one is the most Buddhist, just like us father and daughter. You carry me on your back, so it's just symmetrical. There's a turtle on the left side of the gate and a Capybara on the right. It's to ward off evil spirits."
"Hahaha, come on, Dad will shovel the snow for you."
In the past, he would play with his daughter whenever it snowed. The father and daughter have collaborated many times and would take photos with the finished products every time. Those precious photos are still hanging on the photo wall in the living room of the villa.
The father and daughter moved quickly. The father shoveled the snow and compacted it. Zhong Miao held a small iron shovel in her hand and poked shapes into the snow pile like she was sculpting.
"Dad, make the snowball bigger over there."
"Okay."
Zhong Miao kept working and soon she had the overall structure of a turtle. The father and daughter were fully focused and had a lot of fun.
Pei Ze got up much earlier than Zhong Miao. He first found some candy in the cupboard and gave it to his old mother.
"What is this? Where did you buy it?" Seeing that her son was holding a small box of candy, Zhang Weilan thought, where can I buy candy in such a heavy snow? The convenience store doesn't have this kind of candy.
"Your daughter-in-law asked me to give it to you. She asked you to keep it with you, fearing that something might happen to you again."
"Ah, my girl is really nice, but she's more careful than you, boy."
It would be a lie to say that I'm not touched. Yesterday, the second son opened his mouth and asked for a divorce and kicked the daughter-in-law out. Not only was she not angry, but her attention was all on her fainted mother-in-law. She didn't complain to her in-laws even though she felt wronged.
Zhang Weilan would rather she be a little pampered than be so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.
"Oh, you don't even call me wife. You really treat her as your own daughter." Pei Ze teased his old mother.
Yesterday's conversation shocked Pei Ze greatly. Zhong Miao was a very insightful girl. When he put aside his prejudice, he couldn't help but admire his mother's vision for choosing such a daughter-in-law.
"Of course, my daughter-in-law is also my daughter. Mom will make something delicious and you can send it to them."
"OK."
Seeing that her son had taken her words yesterday to heart and was now in a good mood, Zhang Weilan couldn't help but say, "If you don't have anything else to do, don't come back. Stay at your parents' house for a few days and cultivate some feelings."
"Haha, okay, I'll listen to you." The old mother had good intentions, and Pei Ze agreed with a smile.
Zhong Miao was carving the details on the turtle shell. She was thinking that it was cold, so when she made the turtle's head, she shouldn't stick it out too much, but should retract it a little into the shell to fit the scene.
The Capybara on the other side has been completed, and the two fat ones stacked together are so cute.
She retained the characteristics of the animal itself, but made the shape more rounded and a bit cartoon-like.
Since his father couldn't help with these delicate tasks, Zhong Miao asked him to go back to the house and rest.
After drawing the patterns on the turtle shell, Zhong Miao rolled up a small ball of snow and planned to make a big, round head for the turtle.
Not far from Zhong Miao's home, six young people, five men and one woman, were walking on the road. It was a rare occasion for them to get together, and they were laughing and having fun.
"It's rare for Song Xing to come back. We have to play a few more rounds today. We can't let him go easily."
"Yes, let them stay away from people all day. They can't go back today."
Song Xing and Pei Ze are the only two college students in the village, but unlike the idle Pei Ze, he was assigned to a factory after graduation and was recently promoted. Everyone in the village envies him and is eager to make friends with him.
It snowed again during the weekend, and it was rare for him to go back to the village to be with his wife Wang Yingying. After all, the factory had not allocated him a house, so he could only live in the staff dormitory and live apart from his wife.
"Why are you bullying me like this? Brother Xing rarely gets two days off. Can't you let him have a good rest?" The woman's voice sounded crisp and pleasant among the crowd of male voices.
"It's rare for us to get together. What's there to rest for? Song Xing is not at home, and you don't go out either. You two don't know what happened in the village."
"Oh? What happened?" Song Xing was curious.
"The day after your wedding is the day Pei Ze and Zhong Miao get married. Everyone knows this, right?"
"Know."
"I overheard that on the wedding day, Zhong Miao was sneaked into the bridal chamber by some scoundrel. Who knows what happened?"
"What? There's such a thing? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The short guy on the side got excited. He had proposed to Zhong Miao before, but it didn't work out. Not only did Zhong Miao turn around and marry Pei Ze, which made him very angry.
"Why did you say that earlier? You didn't come to see me earlier."
"Stop wasting time and tell me what's going on."
"She just cheated on Pei Ze on her wedding night, hahaha, what else could it be? I even went to see the second bastard. He was beaten all over by Pei Ze. His face was swollen like a pig's head and he's still not fully healed."
"Did Pei Ze hit you?"
"Who else could it be besides him? This must be true, otherwise why would Pei Ze beat him? Who in the village would want to bother with that idiot?"
"Isn't that Zhong Miao?"
"Hahahaha, maybe she'll marry that second-string guy in a few days. Hahaha, third brother, you went to her house to propose marriage, but she didn't even look at you. Now look what happened, she might as well marry you."
"Don't talk nonsense. It's bad for the girl's reputation. Can Pei Ze swallow this? In the end, it's still pitiful for the girl."
Song Xing seemed to be unable to hear the dirty words. In fact, he was more curious about Pei Ze's reaction.
"I'm not talking nonsense, Brother Song, you married a good wife. Our Yingying is much better than Zhong Miao."
"That's for sure. No one can compare to my wife."
"You have no shame. Why do you say anything in front of so many people?" Wang Yingying punched Song Xing with a blushing face.
"Look, look, isn't that Zhong Miao in front?"
"Isn't this her mother's home? Was she really driven back?"
"I guess so. Seeing how badly the second idiot was beaten by Pei Ze, I guess Zhong Miao was beaten a lot too."
"Hahaha, if my wife dared to cheat on me, I would definitely break her legs."
"Let's go, let's take a look."
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