Chapter 26 He was free, she was at ease.
Fu Ci slowed down and asked his wife, "Why did you suddenly ask that?"
Tang Mingli was oblivious to his wild thoughts and replied cheerfully, "It's hard to believe that a workaholic like you can stay home for so long without being in a hurry."
"Workaholic?" This was the first time Fu Ci had heard this description, and upon reflection, it really did fit his previous work attitude.
He smiled and told his wife honestly, "In the past, I probably never imagined that I could be so content with the days of waiting."
When he made the decision to resign, he anticipated that national policies would change. But no one can be a prophet and predict things with 100% accuracy.
He still hasn't changed his opinion, but it's hard to say when.
If things go smoothly, it might be by the end of this year; if they go slowly, it might be by the middle of next year.
In the past, he would have been anxious about such a long wait. But now, he feels that life is long, and it's good to have such a relaxing time.
This change in mindset was because of Tang Mingli.
Tang Mingli, sitting on the back of the bicycle, was also contemplating what he meant by "waiting."
The way he said those words gave the impression of a hidden dragon lying in wait, poised to strike.
Since that's his mindset, let him get some rest.
Life is long, there's really no need to rush to burn yourself out for socialist modernization.
It's good to have some free time to rest, so he should enjoy it. Anyway, he's not forcing himself to do anything anymore.
He is free, she is at ease, and this way of getting along is great.
When the world undergoes tremendous changes in the future, he may be faced with a busy life for the rest of his days.
Tang Mingli never doubted his ability to achieve success in this era.
If she had to think about it, she would be thinking about what kind of achievements he would make.
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After driving around outside all afternoon, Tang Mingli's face was flushed from the sun.
When she got home and took a shower, she saw her face in the mirror and felt incredibly annoyed.
I'll probably get a lot darker, so I'd better stay home this summer unless absolutely necessary.
After taking a shower, she noticed Fu Ci's face was also sunburned, and felt a sense of relief.
They both get tanned, but she'll secretly take care of her skin, and she'll definitely get her fair skin back faster than him in the end.
Thinking about these things, I couldn't help but feel a little smug.
After feeling secretly pleased, I realized how childish I was, like a little kid, secretly competing with myself in this area.
It must be because Fu Ci is too good-looking that she is so childish.
Fortunately, as long as she doesn't say it, no one else will know what she's thinking.
In order to regain her fair complexion before Fu Ci, Tang Mingli sacrificed half an hour of sleep tonight to do a face mask and a thorough pre-sleep skincare routine.
The principle behind skin whitening is hydration; she'll moisturize intensely and her skin will eventually return to its original whiteness.
Tang Mingli was full of confidence.
The next day, she saw that she was quite a bit darker in the mirror, but it was better than she had expected, which must be thanks to her skincare routine the night before.
Thinking about all this, her mood brightened, and she went downstairs with a smile on her lips.
Only Madam Fu was on the first floor. Everyone else was either at work or out buying groceries. As for Fu Ci, he probably hadn't returned from his run yet.
She got up early today.
Tang Mingli sweetly called out "Grandma".
Madam Fu looked up with a smile on her face, "Why are you up so early today?"
"I probably slept well last night, so I got up since I was awake."
"Perfect timing, Guihua cooked noodles today, let's eat them before they get soggy."
"Okay, I'll go have breakfast first."
Tang Mingli went straight to the kitchen, knowing full well that mushy noodles were truly unpalatable.
Halfway through the meal, Fu Ci, who had finished his morning exercise, returned.
My face is a little red because of the exercise.
Tang Mingli couldn't tell from his rosy complexion whether he was dark-skinned or not, so she urged him to take a shower.
Fu Ci was confused until his wife kindly reminded him that his clothes were soaked with sweat. Only then did he think he understood that it was probably because of his body odor, and he obediently went upstairs to take a shower.
After a quick shower and changing into short-sleeved loungewear, I felt refreshed and went downstairs.
Influenced by his wife, his home attire has gradually become more comfortable.
Tang Mingli had finished breakfast and washed the dishes. She was sitting on the sofa listening to Old Madam Fu talk about what had happened to other families in the compound recently.
She had a strange feeling that she hadn't paid attention to anything around her for a long time.
This made Tang Mingli feel a little sad, considering how leisurely her life was.
So it's not that people don't pay attention to the outside world because they're living a tiring life; the essence is that lazy people have low energy.
I wonder if she'll have her own gossip circle when she reaches her forties or fifties, collecting gossip from the surrounding area.
However, by the time she reached that age, the internet had become widespread, and even without her own gossip circle, she could still be a netizen and her days wouldn't be boring.
After resigning, if one wanted to intervene in the conversation between the two women, one would inevitably have to ask: "What are you talking about?"
Madam Fu smiled and said, "We're talking about topics you wouldn't be interested in."
That was probably just trivial matters between neighbors. In the past, he would have just laughed it off, but after resting at home for a month and slowing down his pace of life, he seemed to have started to become interested in these neighborhood trivia.
So he laughed and said, "Maybe I wasn't interested before, but how do you know I'm not interested now?"
Madam Fu said "Oh," and since her grandson was interested, she would tell him.
“We were just talking about how your Aunt Liao’s dog had four puppies. They’re all chubby and adorable.”
Fu Ci:......
The smile seemed to freeze on his face.
Unable to deceive himself, he realized he was genuinely uninterested in the matter. In the end, he gave in to his grandmother, picked up the book from the sofa table, flipped to the page he had last looked at, and continued reading.
Madam Fu could only continue chatting with Tang Mingli, but Tang Mingli was somewhat distracted this time.
She was staring at Fu Ci's face.
After taking a shower, her face was no longer red, and she could see clearly.
But the truth she saw was somewhat disheartening.
She was absolutely certain that Fu Ci hadn't been smeared at all.
how so?
He was in the sun all afternoon yesterday and didn't even have time to do his skincare last night, yet he didn't get tanned at all.
This is so unfair.
How lucky he is to have genes that prevent him from getting tanned easily.
As Madam Fu spoke with great enthusiasm, she noticed that her granddaughter-in-law's eyes were fixed on her grandson, and she wasn't listening to what she was saying at all.
She didn't know that Tang Mingli was observing whether Fu Ci was dark or not; she only thought it was a deep gaze born from their affection. Realizing that continuing to sit there would only hinder the two young people from deepening their feelings for each other, she excused herself, saying she was a little tired, and went back to her room.
Before closing the door, she couldn't help but glance at it a few more times, secretly delighted.
Look, she just left and the two young people are already sitting side by side.
The two children have a good relationship, so it's only a matter of time before she has a great-grandchild.
Madam Fu closed the door with satisfaction, silently thanking God.
When they first got married, she was worried about whether the two of them could get along.
She knew her grandson's personality all too well, or rather, the men of the Fu family's personality.
The son is lucky to have married such a wonderful wife as Yujuan. But whether the grandson will be so lucky is anyone's guess.
Fortunately, thanks to the Bodhisattva's blessing, the grandson also met a good girl.
After Madam Fu left, Tang Mingli did indeed sit down directly next to Fu Ci. But it wasn't out of affection, as she had assumed; rather, it was to observe and confirm things more closely.
After pinching Fu Ci's chin and examining him for a few seconds, Tang Mingli gave up and muttered, "You were in the sun all afternoon yesterday, how come you didn't get tanned?"
Fu Ci thought his wife was just surprised, so he explained to her seriously, "It's like this, the men in our family don't seem to get tanned very easily."
If it weren't for this, my father, who was still in the army, would have been tanned to a crisp by now.
Tang Mingli became even more jealous after hearing this, because the starting line of life is the moment when sperm and egg unite.
She needed to do something to catch up, so she jumped up.
"You can continue reading, I'm going upstairs to do a face mask."
If you lack talent, you can make up for it with hard work.
She set herself a deadline: to get her money back before attending Tang Mingmei's wedding.
Fu Ci was confused. It was only after several nights in a row that his wife refused to be intimate with him, citing skincare as her reason, that he belatedly realized that his wife's skincare routine was also related to their marital harmony and happiness.
This matter needs to be taken seriously and handled properly.
So he earnestly discussed with his wife, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and applying what he called a face mask, "Or, could we consider moving the skincare routine forward? I think we could do it while reading in the study or watching TV downstairs."
Tang Mingli told him, "No, the book says that the best time for skin to absorb nutrients is around 10 p.m.
Actually, this was something she heard on a beauty and makeup show she watched in her past life. She watched so many episodes, but she didn't remember anything else except this one.
But in her past life, she was often still working overtime at 10 p.m.
Upon hearing this answer, Fu Ci frowned slightly and asked somewhat uneasily, "Will I have to do skincare this frequently from now on?"
"No, that's not it. Once I'm a bit fairer, I won't need to do skincare so frequently." Tang Mingli knew exactly what he was thinking.
I can understand men of that age.
These words brought Fu Ci back to life, and he lay down contentedly on the other side.
After lying down, he carefully recalled the whole story and realized that his wife's focus on skincare started after she returned from meeting Tang Mingmei.
What else is unclear? It's just that she got a tan that day, which is why she's like this.
While I wouldn't say I deeply regret my decision, I do feel some remorse for resigning.
Is it a case of extreme joy turning into sorrow, or of shooting oneself in the foot?
He silently prayed that his wife would recover her white skin soon, and he also silently recited the Pure Land Sutra that he had once memorized.
That was a way he often used to calm himself down during his confused teenage years, and he never expected to use it again after so many years.
Therefore, learning is never in vain; it will always come in handy someday.
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After reciting the purification sutra for several nights.
That night, Fu Ci, as before, took a shower and planned to go to bed peacefully, but his wife leaned her whole face close to his.
"Look, have I gotten my white skin back yet?"
Fu Ci's heart stirred.
Even if it were the King of Heaven himself, there would only be one answer.
He remained calm, examined her closely, and then hummed in agreement, "She seems even fairer than before."
Tang Mingli was overjoyed.
She looked in the mirror while taking a shower and felt that she had regained her figure.
Luckily, I had a good foundation; many people who get tanned never recover.
However, the next second...
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Tang Mingli took another quick shower and returned to her room, where Fu Ci had already changed the sheets and made a new set.
The newly changed sheets were her favorite pinkish-yellow, and she was very satisfied. She also gave Fu Ci a demonstration of what it means to fall asleep the moment her head hits the pillow.
Fu Ci's heart softened at the sight, and he went over to cover her with the blanket.
She must have been exhausted tonight. Tomorrow, maybe we can take her grandparents out for morning tea and let her sleep in until the afternoon.
Yes, she also needs to rest well in the next few days, otherwise she won't be able to attend Tang Mingmei's wedding in high spirits.
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With Tang Mingmei's wedding just around the corner, the Tang family's feelings are too complex to be fully expressed in a few words.
At first, there was joy; how could one not be happy about such a joyous occasion as the marriage of one's only daughter?
Li Dazhu also gave them a lot of face, with the betrothal gifts consisting of three turns, one sound, and sixty-eight legs.
In the entire tenement building, only the dowry given when Tang Mingli got married back then had this level of sophistication.
However, when it came to discussing the banquet, the first unpleasant incident occurred.
The Li family had to tell them that they had used up all their savings to prepare the betrothal gifts, and they were afraid they wouldn't be able to hold a lavish banquet.
Tang Jianguo and Li Hong only had this one daughter. How could they accept that their only daughter was getting married without even a proper wedding banquet? But considering that their daughter was going to live with the Li family, they could only suppress their dissatisfaction and try to discuss it with the Li family.
However, Tang Mingmei was not someone who could control her temper. Although she did not expect the event to be extravagant, it at least had to be presentable.
He even had a big fight with Li Dazhu over this, and in the end, Li Dazhu naturally compromised.
Tang Mingmei was smug and only then told her parents about it.
Upon hearing this, Tang Jianguo and Li Hong were not happy at all; instead, they sighed anxiously.
Li Hong didn't know what to say to her daughter, and finally said angrily, "Are you confused?"
Tang Mingmei was puzzled. She had fought for her own interests, so why was she confused?
"We should certainly try to secure the banquet, but not by making a scene. We can discuss it together; both families should have a proper talk and try to find a compromise. For example, our family can contribute some money, and their family can try their best to make it a good event. I believe that would make the Li family feel more comfortable, that they would think we are a reasonable family, and they would be more willing to do a good job. But by making a scene like this, how will they see us?"
Tang Mingmei was greatly shocked upon hearing this.
What would you think? Would you think she's unreasonable? Incomprehensible?
All the words that the Fu family had said to her in her previous life came flooding back to her mind.
No, no, she did nothing wrong.
It was clearly the Li family who were in the wrong; she did nothing wrong.
Although her mother's words made sense, it didn't mean she was wrong.
Li Hong couldn't bear to see her daughter looking so frightened, so she softened her tone and said, "It's all my fault. I should have told you some things sooner. But because you are our only child, I often didn't want to be too demanding of you."
Perhaps it was because she thought that her daughter would soon be getting married, but her daughter's temperament had not changed at all, that Li Hong was really worried. She was so worried that she was overwhelmed with grief and wished she could tell her daughter all the principles of life and conduct that she hadn't had time to tell her in the past twenty-one years.
"You'll be living with the Li family from now on. Whatever you do, you have to leave room for maneuver so that life will be easier."
"From now on, as a wife and daughter-in-law, you must be more mindful of your temper and never act on your own whims again."
Just do what you want...
I often heard these words from the Fu family in my previous life.
is that so?
With a loud bang.
Tang Mingmei's body suddenly swayed violently, and she almost lost her balance.
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