Chapter 147 Your Lover
After dinner, it was still early. It was a rare occasion for the younger generation to stay overnight at home, so grandma ordered the servants to prepare tea and snacks, and began to tell everyone the story of her great-grandmother.
My great-grandmother was originally a lady from a wealthy family. Her ancestors had been in business for generations, so by her generation they had accumulated a lot of wealth.
Unfortunately, there were only two children in the family, my great-grandmother, so she grew up in the love of her family.
But although my great-grandmother was favored, she was not spoiled. She was well-read, generous and free-spirited, and had an open-minded personality. Therefore, even if her marriage was not smooth in this life, it did not affect her longevity.
After four husbands, she is now alone.
The last great-grandmother, Li Qingqing’s great-grandfather, was the one who stayed with her the longest.
But the great-grandmother really lived as long as the Southern Mountains. Although Li Qingqing's great-grandfather was ten years younger than the great-grandmother, he still did not live longer than her.
My great-grandmother is now raised by her twin sons born to her second military husband and lives in her old house in the northern district of Xiangcheng all year round.
The twin sons are now in their eighties, and their current physical condition is not as good as their great-grandmother.
Fortunately, there are many children and grandchildren in the family, and many of them are filial to their parents.
The twin gene really does produce twins. There are two pairs of twins in Li Qingqing's generation.
A pair of boys and a pair of girls are now married and have children, so there are five generations living under one roof.
The northern district of Xiangcheng is not too far from my grandmother's home. My grandmother has already greeted the younger generation in charge of the family. The whole family can just drive over to visit tomorrow.
Before we knew it, the tea party had been going on for three hours. It gets dark early in the winter, so after grandma told the two younger generations stories about their great-grandmother, she sent them off to rest.
After all, everyone knows that you have to get up early to visit relatives.
There are many guest rooms in grandma's house, and Song Jihe selfishly arranged Lu Yan to sit at the easternmost end and Li Qingqing to sit at the westernmost end.
She slept in the guest room next to Li Qingqing, guarding against the two of them as if they were thieves.
Li Qingqing naturally had no objection. After all, she was at a relative's house. If Song Jihe hadn't deliberately arranged this, she was really afraid that Lu Yan would sneak over to see her at night.
The guest room was very clean. Although there was heating in the room, the occasional cold country wind that came in through the crack in the door still penetrated into the bones and lungs.
The night after turning off the lights is much darker than in the city. This feeling reminds Li Qingqing of when she was still in Jinxi Town. At that time, most nights were so dark and cold.
Her bedding was always the thinnest and coldest, and she often had to shake her body to keep warm on cold winter nights.
Sometimes it was so cold that she simply went to sleep in her cotton clothes. Although this would make her feel even colder when she woke up the next day, she really had no other choice at that time. Chen Suyun didn't care whether she lived or died.
Thinking back on those days now, it seems like it was a thing of the past life. Who would have thought that she would become the illegitimate daughter of these wealthy families who were stranded outside?
While having wealth, I also have a rather embarrassing identity. It turns out that life is full of ups and downs.
But Li Qingqing always believed that as long as she worked hard and lived seriously, there would always be good things waiting for her ahead.
The confused thoughts were gradually replaced by sleepiness, and Lu Yan's heart, which was originally in a trance due to his low mood, finally calmed down.
Li Qingqing had been trying to fall asleep with her eyes closed for who knows how long, when she was startled by a knock on the door.
She listened carefully and it seemed to come from Song Jihe's room next door.
She only heard the sound of two women talking, and then the sound of the door closing.
Li Qingqing just thought that the other person had some household chores to deal with and didn't think too much about it.
She turned over and tried to fall asleep again. About ten minutes later, she was awakened by a knock on the door.
Li Qingqing frowned, thinking that it was Song Jihe who came back, but when she thought about it carefully, why would Song Jihe need to knock on the door when returning to his room?
She pricked up her ears and listened carefully again. The knocking sound was clearly coming from outside her own door.
But who would come to see her so late at night? Could it be that her grandmother had some instructions for her about meeting her great-grandmother tomorrow?
Li Qingqing sat up and turned on the bedside lamp. She squinted her sleepy eyes and asked tentatively, "Who is it?"
A serious and furtive voice sounded outside the door: "Your lover."
Li Qingqing: “…”
Afraid that he would be caught by Song Jihe who might come back at some point in time, Li Qingqing quickly threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the door, hoping to find a random excuse to send him away.
But just as she opened the door a crack, a tall and slender figure swept her into the arms with a cold wind, and then pressed her against the door panel.
"What are you doing?!"
"Miss you."
“…”
Li Qingqing struggled in his arms.
"You're really crazy, your mom is next door!"
“Not anymore.”
His big hands stroked her slender back and held her tightly.
The cold winter night magnified his unique warmth, which made people's hearts surge.
"?"
"You called her away just now?"
Lu Yan hugged her, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and mumbled, "...I guess so."
"...What if she comes back later?"
"Then you should scream a little quieter then."
“…”
Li Qingqing pushed him away with the last bit of her sanity left.
"...Could you please not be so presumptuous? If you don't want your face, I still do."
The little struggle just now caused a few strands of her hair to become messy, covering her flushed little face, making people want to caress her.
Lu Yan's tall body approached her step by step, like a cheetah whose animal nature had been aroused.
He grabbed her slender waist again, his eyes looking as if he wanted to eat her.
"She's sleeping in grandma's room tonight and won't be back..."
As he said that, he couldn't wait to kiss those pink lips.
…
An hour ago, after everyone had gone to bed, Lu Yan knocked on his grandmother's door with a filial look on his face.
Grandma had already fallen asleep, but he kept her awake.
"What's the matter, my dear grandson? Can't you sleep?"
Lu Yan held his grandmother's hand, his face full of guilt. "Grandma, I just heard my mother crying outside her door. My behavior during the day must have made her sad. Why don't you go and comfort her for me?"
Seeing her grandson so sensible, the grandmother was very pleased. "Ayan has really grown up and knows how to reflect on himself. It was not easy for your mother to raise you. I will go and comfort her now."
Grandma put on her clothes and was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by Lu Yan again.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
