Chapter 32 Nightmare Zhao Yunsheng is really too clingy!
Zhao Yunsheng left his parents' room and went upstairs like a sleepwalker with a very strange feeling.
After going upstairs, he saw that it was pitch dark and he remembered that Wang Ying was still washing dishes in the kitchen.
Zhao Yunsheng returned to his room, opened the tall cupboard, and felt around for the place where he'd hidden his manuscript. It was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief. But that inexplicable feeling still lingered in his heart. He felt as if something similar had happened before: his manuscript had been burned, his years of hard work gone to waste, and he would never be able to write again.
How terrifying! Zhao Yunsheng turned around and stomped downstairs, running to the kitchen to find Wang Ying.
"There's a ghost upstairs!" Wang Ying said. "You ran so fast you almost broke the stairs."
"Yes, there are ghosts, ghosts that can set fires, so scary!" Zhao Yunsheng said, walking to Wang Ying and resting his chin on Wang Ying's shoulder.
"Stop acting like a spoiled brat. Check if the charcoal in the stove needs to be replaced, if water needs to be added to the teapot, and seal the stove," said Wang Ying.
Zhao Yunsheng stood still: "Yingzi, will you burn my manuscript?"
"Novel manuscript?" Wang Ying stopped washing dishes.
"Yeah." Zhao Yunsheng said.
"No," Wang Ying said, "Why would I burn your manuscript? It's your hard work, your ideal."
"Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Yunsheng said.
"Will you take it to your cultural center and read it in front of the loudspeaker?" Wang Ying said.
Zhao Yunsheng chuckled, thinking Wang Ying's words were sometimes quite amusing, and said, "No."
"Then I'm not afraid." Wang Ying continued washing the dishes.
"Yingzi, you're so kind." Zhao Yunsheng knew that Wang Ying understood him. From her attitude when she last caught him reading, he knew Yingzi wasn't that vulgar. Zhao Yunsheng rubbed his chin against Wang Ying's shoulder.
Wang Ying raised his arms and moved his shoulders to move Zhao Yunsheng's chin away from him. He asked, "But what kind of novel are you writing? It's not the kind you told me about the other night, is it?"
"Hehehe, if it's that kind, will you get angry?" Zhao Yunsheng was overjoyed.
Wang Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want to write, write well, write something serious. Forget about this kind of thing, but I won't burn you either."
"Don't worry, what I write is definitely serious stuff. The night before last, I just made it up on the spur of the moment to tease you. If you asked me to write that kind of thing before, I wouldn't be able to do it. If it weren't for the recent practice that has given me true knowledge..."
Wang Ying covered Zhao Yunsheng in the face with dishwater on his hands and glared at him, telling him to shut up: "Get back to work!"
Zhao Yunsheng went to work with a smile on his face.
That night, Zhao Yunsheng dreamed that he and Wang Hui were married. One day, Wang Hui found his manuscript at home and, ignoring his explanation, rushed to his parents with the manuscript, saying she didn't know whether it was a reactionary novel or a petty-bourgeois novel. Then, the three of them burned all his manuscripts in front of him.
Zhao Yunsheng was startled awake. He sat up and pulled the light cord. Seeing that it was Wang Ying sleeping next to him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
What bad luck! What a nightmare! Zhao Yunsheng muttered, turned off the light, and continued to sleep while holding Wang Ying.
The next day, when the two were cooking breakfast together, Zhao Yunsheng told Wang Ying about his dream last night.
Wang Ying was stunned for two seconds after hearing this, thinking to himself that this was most likely something that really happened in a past life. Zhao Yunsheng actually dreamed about his past life...
"I'm telling you, Yingzi, I'm terrified right now," Zhao Yunsheng said. "It's so scary! It feels like it really happened."
"Dreams are fake," Wang Ying said. "You just care too much about your manuscript. Don't worry, no one will burn it."
"Yes, yes, dreams are fake, you won't burn my manuscript." Zhao Yunsheng said quickly.
Wang Ying thought that in the previous life, the relationship between Wang Hui and Zhao Yunsheng broke down, and this matter might be more important than the matter of the young widow Yanfen, but Wang Hui didn't mention a word about it.
Seeing Zhao Yunsheng's nervous expression, one could tell he treasured his manuscript. It was truly the product of his heart and soul, and he'd likely spent a long time working on it, secretly, bit by bit. If it was burned by someone close to him, he certainly wouldn't be able to handle the blow.
Wang Ying thought, if that had really happened in his past life, Zhao Yunsheng would have been betrayed and hurt by the person closest to him, just like himself. If the young widow, with whom Zhao Yunsheng had something in common, had taken advantage of this moment, Zhao Yunsheng might have fallen for her.
However, what happened later was all her guess, but the burning of the manuscript must have happened in her previous life.
After breakfast, the three of them, Chen Xiuqin, went to work, but Zhao Yunsheng was clingy and refused to leave. He was usually clingy, but today he was especially clingy.
"Why don't you go to work? You're late!" Wang Ying pushed him into the yard.
"I'm scared!" said Zhao Yunsheng.
"What? There's a ghost in your cultural center in broad daylight?" Wang Ying said unhappily.
"No, I'm afraid that when I get home from work, it won't be you waiting for me." Zhao Yunsheng said pitifully.
"Are you still dreaming?" Wang Ying said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll be mad."
"Give me a hug then." Zhao Yunsheng turned around.
Wang Ying had no choice but to hug him, pat him on the back, and coax him, "Go to work. I'll be waiting for you at home. And protect your manuscript. Whoever wants to burn your manuscript will have to step over my dead body!"
Zhao Yunsheng hugged Wang Ying for a long time.
Wang Ying finally coaxed Zhao Yunsheng to go to work. After cleaning up downstairs, she went back upstairs to continue knitting.
In the afternoon, Wang Ying was knitting a sweater upstairs when there was a knock on the courtyard door. She opened it and saw her second aunt, Zhao Yunfang. A small cloth bag hung from the handlebars of her cart, revealing several knitting needles.
"Second sister is here, come in quickly." Wang Ying said with a smile.
Zhao Yunfang pushed her bicycle into the yard and said, "I came to learn how to knit from you."
"Sure!" Wang Ying agreed with a smile, "Second sister, please stop the car. I'll go make two cups of tea."
Wang Ying made two cups of malted milk and then went upstairs to get knitting needles and yarn.
When Wang Ying went downstairs, Zhao Yunfang had already picked up the teacup and started drinking.
"Yingzi, are you taking this exam?" Zhao Yunfang asked.
"I want to join in," Wang Ying said, and took a sip of the malted milk.
"Which one do you want to apply to?" Zhao Yunfang asked again.
"Non-staple food factory." Wang Ying did not hide it.
"The old man allowed you to take the exam." Zhao Yunfang was still angry with Director Zhao. She stopped calling him "Dad" and only called him "Old Man".
Wang Ying lowered his voice and said, "He hasn't been home for a few days. He stayed overnight at the office. Mom couldn't even see him when she brought him clothes. Mom was so angry that she scolded him in the mail room."
Zhao Yunfang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Only he could do this in the world! Are you afraid people will say he gave you the answer?"
Wang Ying nodded.
Zhao Yunfang snorted and said, "Director Zhao is truly impartial and incorruptible, a good director for the people."
Wang Ying was drinking tea and almost choked. Why did the words her second aunt say sound like those written on Director Zhao's elegiac couplet?
Zhao Yunfang said, "Aren't you angry?"
Wang Ying looked at Zhao Yunfang and said, "Isn't this because of my second sister's example? I know he's not targeting me, so I'm not angry anymore."
"I didn't expect I had this function." said Zhao Yunfang.
Wang Ying smiled and asked, "Which school are you going to apply to, second sister?"
"Anyway, I'm not applying to work at a non-staple food factory!" said Zhao Yunfang.
"Well, it's too far from your home." Wang Ying said.
"I just want to stay away from the old man!" Zhao Yunfang snorted. "Yingzi, I don't think you should apply to the non-staple food factory. If you work under him, you will suffer!"
"I'm not very interested in anything else," said Wang Ying.
"That's up to you. Anyway, I've warned you. Let's not talk about him anymore. Come, teach me how to start." Zhao Yunfang put down the teacup and picked up the knitting needles. "I heard Mom say I need five needles."
"Yes, there are five needles." Wang Ying drank the malted milk in the teacup in one gulp, picked up the knitting needles and taught Zhao Yunfang.
With someone teaching me step by step and the basics already in place, I was able to get started quickly.
While Wang Ying was teaching Zhao Yunfang, she was also knitting the second piece for Dongbao.
Zhao Yunfang was patient at first, but after an hour, her patience wore thin: "I'm so fed up. I don't want to learn anymore. How can I remember it?" Seeing Wang Ying had already knitted a large piece, she threw away her needles and thread and said, "Forget it, I'm not learning anymore. When I have a baby, I'll ask my aunt to knit for her."
Wang Ying smiled and said, "Okay, my aunt will definitely weave it for me when the time comes."
"Alas, I don't know when it will be available." Zhao Yunfang looked at Wang Yingzhi for a while and suddenly said, "I'm so annoyed."
"It's not fate yet," Wang Ying said. "It will come when it comes! No one can predict it."
"If the child doesn't come, Wu Weidong and I will be together forever," Zhao Yunfang said, and then she gently pushed Wang Ying and said, "Don't tell Mom!"
Wang Ying had also been married for over a decade before having a child in her previous life, so she felt a sense of empathy. She whispered to Zhao Yunfang, "Did you go to the hospital? Did you calculate the date for sex?"
"I haven't been there," Zhao Yunfang said. "How embarrassing! It's like I'm sick. What do you mean by calculating the date for sex?"
Wang Ying whispered, "I also heard it from my parents at my mother's house. It's about calculating the days of your menstrual period and having sex between your periods. Avoiding sex at other times will make it easier to get pregnant."
"Does it work?" Zhao Yunfang asked.
"I don't know either. This doesn't require any medicine or injections, so there's nothing wrong with trying it." Wang Ying said.
"That's right." Zhao Yunfang agreed, and suddenly looked at Wang Ying with a smile, "Yingzi, you know a lot. You can call me your aunt someday."
Wang Ying lowered her head to knit a sweater: "It depends on fate."
Seeing Wang Ying's embarrassment, Zhao Yunfang stopped teasing her. She had been angry when she came here, angry at her father, her in-laws, and her husband. But now that Wang Ying had interrupted her conversation, she felt better. She picked up her needlework again and said, "I'd better learn some more."
Zhao Yunfang stayed until just before dinner and finally learned a lot, and the relationship between the two sisters-in-law became closer.
When it was time to get home from get off work, Zhao Yunsheng arrived home first. As soon as he entered the yard, he called out to Wang Ying. When he didn't hear Wang Ying's response, he parked his bicycle in the middle of the yard and rushed into the kitchen.
Zhao Yunsheng rushed to the kitchen door and saw Wang Ying chopping vegetables. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with resentment, "I called you, why didn't you answer me?"
"I didn't hear it because I was cutting vegetables." Wang Ying said.
"I was scared to death," Zhao Yunsheng said. "I've been feeling restless all day."
"You are only three years old. You've been scared for the whole day just by having a dream." Wang Ying said unhappily.
"You don't understand, and I don't know what's wrong either. I just feel something is wrong." Zhao Yunsheng said as he moved closer to Wang Ying and stood close to her.
Wang Ying felt that he might be scared, but it was more likely that he just wanted to act coquettishly and stick to her.
When Chen Xiuqin came back, she saw Zhao Yunsheng had parked his bicycle in the middle of the yard, still unlocked, and called out to him, "Zhao Yunsheng, your bike's been stolen!"
Wang Ying just walked to the kitchen door and looked out. She saw Zhao Yunsheng's car parked in the middle of the yard. This guy is really, really in such a hurry to see her? He looks really scared.
Wang Ying felt sweet in his heart and couldn't help smiling.
Wang Ying had an exam tomorrow, so Zhao Yunsheng was very well behaved tonight. He continued to tell Wang Ying the story of an old foreign landlord's family, and soon made Wang Ying fall asleep.
The next day, Wang Ying was going to take an exam.
During breakfast, Chen Xiuqin gave Wang Ying some words of encouragement, telling her not to feel pressured and that there would be next time if she failed the exam.
Wang Ying didn't think it was a big deal and wasn't nervous at all. But Zhao Yunsheng was nervous and said, "Why don't I ask for leave from work to accompany him to take the exam?"
"Stop talking nonsense. I'll take the exam myself. You just go to work." Wang Ying felt that Zhao Yunsheng was really too clingy!
Zhao Yunsheng was still rushed to work by Wang Ying. Wang Ying calculated the time and went to the Party School to take the exam.
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