Chapter 20
Mu Yunting was a good listener. Su Qiong talked about the Shaolin monks' descent from the mountains to the life-painting university students in Jingdezhen, becoming increasingly excited as she spoke.
The sun painted the sky like watercolors, red with purple, purple with pink. The atmosphere was cheerful, relaxed and happy.
Su Qiong beamed with joy, gesturing with her hands in front of her. "That old man is playing the erhu on the bridge pier, watching the boats go by in the river; and that university student is sketching him right here. It's truly like 'you're on the bridge looking at the scenery, and those who are looking at the scenery are looking at you from upstairs.' It's a truly beautiful scene."
Mu Yunting listened with gusto. Su Qiong's story was so vivid that he couldn't help but picture it in his mind. But he had never been to or seen those ancient towns in the south of the Yangtze River, so he couldn't really imagine it well.
Mu Yunting said, "I really want to see it with my own eyes. It would be great if it could be made into a TV series or a movie." He decided to call his childhood friend and ask him to invest in a film about the Jiangnan water town.
Ninety-nine point nine percent of people who first learned that Mu Yunting liked watching soap operas and movies would be surprised, and the remaining 0.01 percent would probably be only his childhood friend Chen Chuanbai.
He had lived the same life pattern since childhood, so he was naturally curious about different lives. He found it interesting to watch other people's melodramatic love stories, and was curious about how others could live such a life. Every time he watched a new soap opera or movie, he was experiencing a new life.
So he likes stories that get longer and more melodramatic. Only Chen Chuanbai understands him on this matter and has accompanied him to watch many soap operas and movies - although he always complains about why there are so many bad movies.
Chen Chuanbai even entered the entertainment industry for this purpose, just to produce more good soap operas and movies, so that he wouldn't want to poke his eyes out when watching soap operas and movies with Mu Yunting.
Mu Yunting said: "It's the same when watching movies and TV series. It's like seeing another life."
Su Qiong nodded: "So you like watching TV series and movies very much, no wonder there are so many movies and snacks in the screening room." I didn't expect that the workaholic president would also be curious about another kind of life in private.
Mu Yunting frankly admitted that he liked watching TV series and movies, but he didn't want to admit that he simply liked eating junk food. He made up for it by saying, "Watching TV series and eating snacks is a way to relax."
While the two were talking, the street lights downstairs lit up one after another, and in an instant the city seemed to have returned to its prosperity.
Su Qiong looked at her watch. It was already nine o'clock. She was surprised that she and Mu Yunting had been chatting while eating cake for nearly four hours.
The two of them divided the work and cleaned up the balcony.
"I'll clean the kitchen!" Mu Yunting volunteered, thinking Su Qiong would rest first. He was more comfortable with butter stains than grease, and since he had already washed dishes several times, he was confident he could handle the kitchen cleanup.
Su Qiong thought about it and replied, "Okay." The kitchen was filled with ordinary items, and she felt that Mu Yunting should be fine, so she decided to go back to the house and wash her hair first.
Mu Yunting stood in front of the kitchen, simulated the cleaning steps in his mind, and then started to work. He skillfully pressed two pumps of detergent, picked up the yellow sponge and started to scrub the bowl. He was in a good mood and felt that this kind of life was not bad.
——Taking care of official business, cooking, eating, chatting, doing housework...
Chen Chuanbai had never seen Mu Yunting wash dishes in person, and he still didn't believe what Mu Yunting said about learning to wash dishes and carpets. He couldn't imagine that one day he would be so skilled at washing dishes.
When washing the carpet that day, Su Qiong's fingers were red from rubbing the carpet, which made Mu Yunting unable to concentrate on doing housework.
Su Qiong's fingers are slender and clean. Mu Yunting doesn't like them to become wrinkled and red after soaking in water. They just want them to be beautiful, round and smooth.
On Tuesday, the third week of their cohabitation, Pastor Yunting of Suqiong made frozen dumplings. After dinner, he offered, "Teach me how to wash dishes. Let's do it together."
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