Chapter 49 Men, sometimes they really can be quite crazy.
As a husband, it's really too much for a wife who has just had a miscarriage and has been recuperating at her parents' home for so many days to only visit once.
But Tang Mingli knew perfectly well that Li Dazhu could insult anyone, but not her. Otherwise, once the couple reconciled, she would definitely become the complete clown.
But she couldn't possibly speak up for Li Dazhu, saying things like he might be busy with work. Such self-deceptive words might make Li Hong feel better, but she couldn't bring herself to say them.
Does a man like Li Dazhu, who has no redeeming qualities in terms of family background, appearance, or character, deserve her to speak well of him?
Whenever Tang Mingli thought about Li Dazhu being this kind of person, she felt that Tang Mingmei hadn't brought her brain with her after being reborn. How could she have found such a man who only knew how to be nice to her with words?
I must have wasted my life in the past; I still have the love-struck mindset of a twenty-something girl.
While Tang Mingli remained silent, Li Hong probably felt that since things had already been said, she might as well vent her anger. So she gave Li Dazhu and the Li family a good scolding. After scolding them, she also blamed herself for not stopping her daughter at the time.
But the most useless thing in the world is regret.
Not only does it fail to change reality, it also traps people in the past, preventing them from moving on and causing them to become increasingly extreme.
Seeing her aunt like this, Tang Mingli understood somewhat why Tang Mingmei acted this way.
With such genes and such a growing environment, it's perfectly normal for them to turn out this way.
No, that's not how it works; that's when bad bamboo produces good shoots.
Li Hong was cursing enthusiastically when she suddenly stopped talking.
Tang Mingli realized something was wrong and instinctively turned around, where she saw Li Dazhu being scolded by his aunt.
Li Hong immediately changed her demeanor, speaking in an extremely friendly tone: "Dazhu's here! Don't you have to go to work today?"
Even though she already knew what kind of person her aunt was, Tang Mingli was still shocked when she witnessed this change in expression.
A master is not someone who remains calm and collected; a true master is someone who can switch effortlessly between love and hate.
Look at my aunt, her attitude and tone, whether in public or in private, are as if she has never complained.
Li Dazhu, who had been keeping a straight face, smiled when he saw Tang Mingli and replied amiably, "I finished my work at the factory and came over early to check on things."
After saying that, he greeted Tang Mingli: "Mingli, what brings you here today?"
The shout of "Mingli, Mingli" gave Tang Mingli goosebumps.
Tang Mingli replied indifferently, "I came to see my cousin."
"Thank you for your kindness." Li Dazhu didn't mind Tang Mingli's attitude, but seeing that she didn't want to talk to him, he changed the subject to Tang Mingmei: "Mingmei should be feeling much better, right? I've been too busy these past few days to come and see her. Thank you for taking care of her."
This "you" was naturally directed at Li Hong.
Li Hong chuckled and said, "What's so hard about it? It's not like it's someone else."
Li Dazhu thought the same way. It is only natural for parents to take care of their own daughter, especially since they only have one daughter. Should they really follow the example of others who say that once a daughter is married, she is like water spilled out?
How could that be? When I get old, I'll still have to rely on Tang Mingmei to take care of me.
After a moment of internal grumbling, Li Dazhu said, "If Mingmei is alright, I'll take her home today."
Li Hong knew that her daughter wouldn't receive the same level of care if she returned to the Li family, so she was somewhat reluctant. She said, "I'll ask Mingmei for her opinion later."
"Okay." Li Dazhu was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Now that he's here, he's determined to take Tang Mingmei back no matter what. They haven't seen her in so long; the neighbors are all saying they're getting a divorce.
However, he didn't expect to run into Tang Mingli today, so he couldn't be too forceful.
Little did they know, the next second they heard Tang Mingli say she was leaving.
Li Dazhu breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out they hadn't just arrived, but were preparing to leave.
When her son-in-law arrived, Li Hong lost the mood to gossip with Tang Mingli and only politely reminded her to be careful on the road.
Tang Mingli nodded, turned around, and left this place of trouble.
Although it's not good to speculate like this, she just felt that Li Dazhu's arrival today would definitely cause another chaotic scene.
She was right.
When Li Dazhu told Tang Mingmei that he wanted to take her back, Tang Mingmei was very resistant.
“If I go back and face your mother and sister, I’m afraid I’ll get sick from anger again.”
At first, Li Dazhu tried to reason with him: "What did my mom and sister do to you? Don't you always win when you argue?"
"You..." Tang Mingmei was speechless for a moment.
Indeed, when she argues with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, they never gain the upper hand, but that doesn't mean she feels comfortable.
Tang Mingmei felt she couldn't reason with Li Dazhu, and finally just angrily repeated, "I don't want to go back."
Li Dazhu took a deep breath and began to suppress his temper as he spoke: "I've been staying at my parents' house long enough. If I stay any longer, the neighbors here will start gossiping."
These words hit the nail on the head, and Li Hong, who was sitting on the sofa, deliberately turned her head away.
Her neighbors had long had various criticisms, but she had refuted them all.
So what if her daughter likes to stay at her parents' house?
Although Tang Mingmei hadn't heard it with her own ears, she could imagine that after staying at her parents' house for so many days, how could those gossipy neighbors not have told her?
Let them say what they want, she's not going out anyway.
She said to Li Dazhu, "Why do you care what they say? They have mouths on their own bodies, and you can't control them."
Li Dazhu completely lost his patience and his face turned cold.
"Tang Mingmei, don't forget that you're married now. Don't be as willful as you were when you were a young girl, okay? Even if you don't care what your neighbors say, you should at least consider our family."
"I'll ask you one last time, are you going back or not?"
Li Dazhu's words were ruthless and warning, which made Tang Mingmei even angrier. She was about to confront him head-on when Li Hong interrupted her.
"Talk things out calmly. Can't couples discuss things properly?"
Li Hong had a premonition that if her daughter continued to be stubborn, her son-in-law might turn around and leave without offering her a way out.
What will we do then? Will we really have to get a divorce?
She'd lived most of her life and never heard of anyone getting a divorce. If they really did, how would their daughter face anyone? How would the couple face anyone?
Gritting her teeth, Li Hong still persuaded her daughter, "Dazhu came here especially to pick you up today, so let's go back."
After saying that, he didn't dare look at his daughter.
Tang Mingmei looked at her mother in disbelief.
Actually, she had angrily told her mother that morning that she didn't want to stay at her parents' house anymore, and her mother said that she was already complaining about them because she had only just recovered a little.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, they actually persuaded her to go back, right in front of Li Dazhu.
Shouldn't her family stand by her side and support her?
With his mother-in-law's stance cleared, Li Dazhu's expression softened, and he was willing to give Tang Mingmei a way out, saying in a gentler voice, "We've already troubled Mom and Dad for a long time; it's time to go back."
Tang Mingmei had a strange feeling, as if it had been a lifetime since she had heard Li Dazhu speak to her in such a gentle tone, and suddenly she felt like crying.
Actually, she felt pressured to stay at her parents' house any longer, but she couldn't explain why. When Li Dazhu offered to take her back, she instinctively wanted to go against him.
Is she angry that he caused her to miscarry twice? Or is she angry that he blamed her for not being able to save the baby after her miscarriage? Or is she angry that he stayed at her parents' house for so many days before only visiting her once?
It seems like it's not just these, but it also seems like there's more than these.
It's hard to explain, hard to figure out.
But this time, he was willing to lower himself to coax her again, and with his mother saying those things, Tang Mingmei finally nodded.
Li Dazhu breathed a sigh of relief and urged her, "Then hurry up and pack your things."
Li Hong panicked. How could they just leave like that? She quickly said, "Shouldn't you at least have lunch before you go? I've already bought groceries. I went to the grocery store early this morning and bought half a fresh chicken."
Hearing this, Li Dazhu swallowed his refusal and pretended to respect Tang Mingmei: "Mingmei can decide for herself. I'll go with her."
Tang Mingmei naturally wanted to have lunch before going back.
"Then let's eat before we go, there's no rush."
"Okay, I'll go cook now." Li Hong stood up and wiped away her tears as she turned around.
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After lunch, Tang Mingmei followed Li Dazhu back to the Li family home.
Before leaving her parents' home, she didn't forget to stab her mother in the heart.
"Mom, it was you who persuaded me to go back."
One sentence was enough to send chills down Li Hong's spine.
Long after her daughter left, those words kept echoing in her mind, and her heart pounded as if it would leap out of her chest. She could only keep telling herself that she only wanted her daughter and her husband to be happy together, and that she hadn't done anything wrong.
As the old saying goes, "A woman follows her husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog." Since she has already married Li Dazhu, it is now her home, so nothing will happen.
Is that really the case?
Sometimes people have a premonition; if they think this way, it means they know that their daughter has a conflict with the Li family.
Tang Mingmei had just stepped into her husband's family home, which she hadn't visited in a long time, when her mother-in-law, who had been fanning herself, started making sarcastic remarks.
"You're finally back! I thought Dazhu would have to go and ask you several more times."
Tang Mingmei immediately felt wronged.
He came back and started speaking in a sarcastic and unpleasant tone, which made people angry.
But on the way back, she made a promise with Li Dazhu that as long as she didn't quarrel with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, he would stand by her side.
So she held back and only glanced at Li Dazhu.
Li Dazhu understood, and said to his mother in a lukewarm tone, "Mom, just shut up already. Do you want the neighbors to laugh at you?"
The daughter-in-law started arguing as soon as she came home; people would laugh at that.
These words really startled Li's mother.
During the time Tang Mingmei was away at her parents' home, she wasn't teased by her neighbors who asked if her daughter-in-law had been driven away, as if she were some kind of wicked mother-in-law.
Li's mother vigorously fanned herself with the fan in her hand, "Alright, alright, I shouldn't have said anything."
Tang Mingmei was very happy.
Having been married into the Li family for so long, this was the first time her husband had so obviously helped her, which made her mother-in-law very angry.
Because of this, after returning to the room, she gave Li Dazhu a rare kind of smile and gently put her arm around his waist.
“If you had treated me like this earlier, I would never have argued with my mother-in-law.”
Li Dazhu was flattered; heaven knows how long it had been since he had felt Tang Mingmei's tenderness.
Her sudden embrace inevitably stirred his heart.
You have to understand that ever since Tang Mingmei became pregnant, he had been refraining from touching her for the sake of the child. After her miscarriage, he stayed at his parents' house for so long. In total, he had really endured it for several months.
He was in the prime of his life, and after enduring so much, how could he not have any thoughts? So he lowered his head, wanting to kiss Tang Mingmei, but she turned her head away to avoid it.
Tang Mingmei blushed and said to him, "Don't do anything reckless in broad daylight."
As she spoke, she glanced in the direction of the door, the meaning of which was self-evident: her mother-in-law was still in the living room.
Li Dazhu understood and said in a good mood, "Then tonight, tonight."
Tang Mingmei glared at him, but ultimately did not explicitly refuse.
"We'll talk about tonight's business tonight. I'm going to get some sleep first."
He turned on the air conditioner and lay down fully clothed.
Li Dazhu also wanted to lie down, but he had to go to work, and could only envy his wife's comfortable life.
Tang Mingmei snorted coldly, "You won't be comfortable for more than a few days. You'll have to go back to work soon."
She took twenty days off, and it's almost over.
The thought of going back to work at the brown sugar factory makes me anxious, and the thought of taking so many days off this month and not getting much pay makes me even more anxious.
Li Dazhu, unaware of her thoughts, washed his face and went out.
Unbeknownst to him, not long after he left, Li's mother heard the fan whirring and immediately went to knock on Tang Mingmei's door, accusing her of wasting electricity, and the two women had another argument.
A kind neighbor heard the loud argument and rushed to chase after Li Dazhu.
Li Dazhu blushed with shame, feeling that his mother and wife were truly outrageous and wished they could air their dirty laundry in public.
After thanking the neighbor who had specially chased after him, he immediately ran home.
Sure enough, the sound of arguing could be heard from afar.
Li Dazhu pushed open the door, grabbed Tang Mingmei's arm without asking any questions, dragged her into the room, slammed the door shut, and locked it from the inside.
Li's mother was terrified, fearing that her son would do something violent. She shouted through the door, "Dazhu, please don't be impulsive, please don't be impulsive."
Tang Jianguo and his wife only have one daughter. If their son really beats someone badly, the girl will definitely come to their house and fight them.
Li Dazhu was in a bad mood and yelled at his mother to shut up.
Li's mother shut her mouth, sat back down on the sofa, and kept wiping away her tears.
Since they married this woman, their family has never had a moment of peace.
What a misfortune for the family! It would have been better to let our son marry that blind date in the first place.
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Separated by just one door, the two who were once affectionate are now glaring at each other angrily.
Li Dazhu gritted his teeth and questioned Tang Mingmei: "I just left and you started arguing with my mother. Can't you just stay quiet for a bit?"
Why don't you ask me why I argued with your mother first?
As she spoke, Tang Mingmei looked at the fan that had been knocked to the ground, and felt a pang of pain in her heart.
This fan was bought by my mother when she got married. She had saved up cloth coupons for a long time and exchanged them for an industrial coupon.
His mother-in-law angrily threw the fan down because she thought he was wasting electricity.
After telling Li Dazhu what had happened, she couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark: "People with ability can turn on the air conditioner every day in the summer, and their mothers-in-law won't complain about wasting electricity. People without ability will get angry if they turn on a fan."
How could Li Dazhu not hear such belittling?
He sneered, "Why are you talking about other families? Why not just say the Fu family directly?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly and leaned close to his wife's ear, speaking in a gentle yet cold voice with sarcasm: "Dare you admit that you're jealous of your cousin? Jealous that she married well, jealous that she's enjoying a life of luxury?"
That last sentence almost broke Tang Mingmei.
She instinctively shook her head repeatedly: "No, I'm not jealous."
How could she possibly be jealous of Tang Mingli?
She had no interest in a den of wolves like the Fu family.
Li Dazhu wouldn't let her off the hook, "Do you dare swear that you're not jealous of your cousin at all?"
"I……"
Tang Mingmei dared not.
She felt as if she had been slapped hard across the face, her head buzzing.
He lost his footing and stumbled backward. If it weren't for the bed behind him, he would have fallen to the ground.
Seeing her guilty look, Li Dazhu suddenly burst into laughter.
"Your heart is truly dark."
...
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Meanwhile, Tang Mingli returned to the Fu family home before lunch.
Madam Fu was quite surprised that she returned so quickly. If she hadn't seen that she was empty-handed, she would have even doubted whether she had gone to her uncle's house.
Tang Mingli knew that her grandmother would be confused by her quick return, so she explained briefly: "Li Dazhu came to pick up my cousin and I saw that she was alright, so I came back early."
"So that's how it is." Because of her favoritism, Madam Fu didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.
Seeing the sweat on her forehead, she said with concern, "You must be feeling very hot. We still have a while before dinner. Go take a shower first."
Tang Mingli shook her head, sat down on the sofa, leaned her head on Madam Fu's shoulder, and said lazily, "I'm a little tired. Let's eat, take a shower, and then go to sleep."
If you didn't know better, you'd think she'd just finished some hard labor.
Madam Fu affectionately patted her little face and laughed, "Alright, alright, nothing is more important than sleeping."
Tang Mingli smiled too, feeling that she was so lucky in her life. She was so greedy for food and love to sleep, but not only did no one say anything, they also let her have her way.
She suddenly called out, "Grandma."
"Um?"
Madam Fu thought she was going to say something, so she looked down.
To everyone's surprise, Tang Mingli simply hugged her arm and said sweetly, "I love you so much, Grandma, and I love Mom too."
Even though she knew she was just being coquettish, Madam Fu's heart softened, and she teased, "If Fu Ci heard this, he would be very upset."
Yes, Tang Mingli agreed. Not only would she be upset, she might also be secretly jealous.
But it's okay, he's easy to coax, so she's not afraid.
"Grandma, don't you feel particularly disappointed that you married a granddaughter-in-law like me who only knows how to eat, drink, and sleep?"
"How could that be?" Old Madam Fu wouldn't allow her to say that about herself, and told her, "You are actually a very easily satisfied child."
"Really?" Tang Mingli never expected to hear such words from her elders, and sat up straight in surprise.
Is she easily satisfied?
"Yes." Madam Fu nodded and recounted to her, "Look, no matter what we eat at home, you eat it happily and are completely satisfied. No matter what your mother and I give you, you accept it gladly and never complain that what we give you is old-fashioned."
Tang Mingli's mouth was slightly open, too embarrassed to tell her grandmother that it was because the food at the Fu family's house was very delicious.
Whether it's snacks, fruits, or three meals a day, everything is really delicious.
As for the things given by my grandmother and mother-in-law, there's nothing more to say about them.
If she's not actually given money, but rather a generous gift of gold jewelry, and she's still not satisfied, then it's truly outrageous.
She said emotionally, "Grandma, you really are the best grandma in the world."
Really, there can't be a better grandmother than Madam Fu, so she must live to be a hundred years old.
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After lunch and a quick shower, Tang Mingli happily climbed into bed to sleep.
Because the air conditioner was on, the bedding was cool and comfortable, which made her sigh with pleasure.
Good days.
How can you say this isn't a good day?
Tang Mingli went to sleep contentedly.
Before taking her afternoon nap, Tang Mingli thought she might see Fu Ci when she woke up, since she might allow herself to sleep until dinner today.
Unfortunately, she actually woke up before four o'clock today.
But to her surprise, she saw Fu Ci when she woke up at this time.
Upon seeing the person sitting at the desk, Tang Mingli was so surprised that she stood at the door for a while before Fu Ci noticed her and called out to her, which brought her back to her senses.
Sitting down opposite her, Tang Mingli still couldn't quite believe it and joked, "Don't tell me you're planning to close your clothing wholesale business."
Fu Ci knew his wife was joking, so he just smiled and explained, "On the contrary, business has been very good lately. We've closed several big deals, so I can have some free time."
"oh."
Tang Mingli didn't understand. She thought that the better the business, the busier she would be, but it turned out that wasn't the case.
But it doesn't matter, she's not going to learn how to do business anyway.
Tang Mingli yawned and reached for her calligraphy practice book, but Fu Ci suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
The two spoke at the same time. Tang Mingli asked what was wrong, while Fu Ci asked with concern what had happened.
Tang Mingli was stumped by the question.
What? What happened?
It wasn't until Fu Ci carefully pried open her right hand fingers and gently stroked her middle finger that Tang Mingli realized that there was an extra blister on her right hand.
It must have been from touching a cup of boiling water at my uncle's house this morning that caused the burn.
It's not a big problem, just a small blister, she didn't even notice it.
But seeing Fu Ci pursing his lips and looking serious, she suddenly had a thought and deliberately said, "Don't touch it, these blisters hurt a lot."
In reality, I felt almost nothing.
But since someone cares about her, she naturally has to play along and act cute, otherwise it would seem like he's making a mountain out of a molehill.
Fu Ci was even more distressed and asked, "How did you get hurt?"
Tang Mingli gave a brief explanation.
Fu Ci pursed his lips, probably thinking it was inappropriate to criticize the Tang family elders for not paying attention to the temperature when pouring water.
He put down his wife's hand, stood up and said to her, "Don't move yet, I'll go downstairs and get some medicine to apply for you."
"No need, it's just a small blister."
Fu Ci insisted, "Yes, we need to. If it gets infected, it will become a big wound."
Tang Mingli said nothing more. Let him apply the medicine if he wants; otherwise, the blisters will disappear on their own by tomorrow.
A short while later, Fu Ci brought up iodine solution and medical gauze.
First, I gently wiped the blister with iodine solution, and then bandaged it with medical gauze.
Tang Mingli looked at her middle finger, which looked much more serious than before, and thought, "Isn't this a bit much? People who don't know better would think that her finger has been chopped off."
But seeing Fu Ci's relieved and triumphant face, she swallowed her small protest.
As long as he's happy, that's all that matters. Men can be quite crazy sometimes.
However, being tied up like this makes it inconvenient for her to write.
Oh well, it won't matter if I don't write for a day, I'll just relax and do nothing.
After thinking it through, Tang Mingli picked up a novel she had read a few pages of before and leaned back in her high-backed chair to start reading.
To be honest, the novel wasn't very good.
The novels that are chosen to be placed in the study must be of some value but seem rather dull.
If there were a second option, she definitely wouldn't choose it. If there isn't a second option, she'll make do.
Even the most boring story is still a story, right?
But this book was really boring to read. Tang Mingli couldn't get into it at all, and she would always think of other things after reading for a while.
For example, right now, after reading just one page, she was already thinking how nice it would be if there were a beanbag chair in the study so she could lie down and read.
However, Fu Ci would definitely disagree.
Sure enough, Fu Ci objected, saying, "If you want to lie down, go back to your room. Reading while lying down will hurt your eyes."
See, she guessed right.
However, wearing glasses is indeed painful if you become nearsighted, so she decided to take his advice.
But this book is really boring to read, and my butt hurts from sitting on it. I might as well go downstairs and sit on a soft sofa.
Tang Mingli's body reacted to her thoughts. She closed the book and said to Fu Ci, "I'm going downstairs to keep Grandpa and Grandma company. You do your thing in the study. I'll call you for dinner."
Fu Ci smiled as she hurriedly uttered so many words in one breath.
Although he really wanted his wife to stay with him, he didn't force her.
No matter what, he hoped he would never forget that everything related to her should be based on her wishes.
Moreover, he finishes reading his work quickly and is able to go downstairs to spend time with his family.
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When Tang Mingli came down, Grandpa Fu and Grandma Fu were preparing to go for a walk outside as the sun was about to set.
As summer approaches, even the two elderly people, who are not particularly bothered by the heat, want to avoid the scorching sun.
Just then, Tang Mingli's buttocks started to hurt from sitting, so she wanted to go for a walk.
The three of them were smiling and preparing to leave when Old Madam Fu noticed that her right middle finger was bandaged and immediately asked with concern, "How did you get hurt?"
Tang Mingli was too embarrassed to explain, but she still had to.
"I got a small blister from the burn, and Fu Ci insisted on bandaging it up, so I had no choice."
As he spoke, he playfully bent his fingers a few times to prove that they were really okay.
It's alright, Madam Fu and Grandpa Fu can rest assured.
Relieved, Madam Fu finally felt comfortable teasing her grandson who was making a mountain out of a molehill.
“Fu Ci used to be able to get his skin cut open without batting an eye, but now he gets all nervous about a blister.”
Grandpa Fu chuckled and pointed out the essence: "Concern leads to confusion."
These words were meant as a joke, but they were certainly related to her.
Tang Mingli quickly took Madam Fu's arm and urged the two elderly people to leave, thus changing the subject.
Not long after they left, Fu Ci also came downstairs.
Seeing the empty hall, I was somewhat surprised and asked Zhang Guihua, who was busy preparing dinner, "Where are they?"
Zhang Guihua smiled and said, "I went out for a walk."
After thinking for a moment, Fu Ci's body honestly chose to go out and look for the animals, rather than sitting and waiting.
The courtyard was large, but not too big or too small; finding someone there wasn't so easy.
He walked along the route he and Tang Mingli often took before, but he didn't see the three of them at all.
Looking around, I really didn't know which way to go.
Just then, a neighbor, an elderly woman, walked over. Seeing Fu Ci, she smiled and went up to chat: "It's been so long since I've seen you, kid. Have you been busy lately?"
Fu Ci smiled and replied, "I am a bit busy."
The neighbor, an elderly woman, said, "I just ran into your grandmother and the others."
This was exactly what Fu Ci wanted to know, so he quickly asked, "Where is it?"
The neighbor, an elderly woman, pointed in a direction: "Over there."
After thanking the neighbor lady, Fu Ci quickly walked in that direction.
However, after walking for a while, they still didn't see the three people.
The garden is winding and twisting; it might turn off somewhere else again.
Fu Ci chuckled and shook his head.
It seems I won't be able to run into them, so I resigned myself to my fate and headed home.
Before I even opened the door, I could hear laughter coming from inside.
They are very easy to distinguish; one belongs to the wife, and the other to the grandmother.
Fu Ci found his own behavior amusing once again.
It turned out that the three of them had already returned, and he should have been sitting at home waiting, but instead he was as impatient as a young boy.
Pushing open the door, I found the three of them sitting on the sofa, eating fruit and chatting.
Seeing him come in from outside, Tang Mingli asked in surprise, "When did you go out?"
Fu Ci couldn't very well say that he had heard them go out for a walk and went out to look for them, so he could only smile.
But then Zhang Guihua chimed in, "I told him you went out for a walk, so he went out to look for you."
The thin veil of modesty was lifted, and Fu Ci felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately, he was used to all kinds of unexpected situations at work, so he remained calm and walked over to sit down.
Madam Fu explained, "We only walked for a short while before Mingli said it was too hot and we came back."
Fu Ci:......
He sighed inwardly, overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
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