The lively ending
"What kind of questions are you asking? This is no way to chat," Mr. Wen said, changing the subject from Mrs. Wen's previous one.
What do you mean by how many people are in your family? Judging from your composed demeanor, your parents must be pretty much the same...
Mr. Wen now scoffs at these topics, although he used to like asking, "You've been here for a few days, haven't you? Has Xiaozhu's personality caused you any trouble?"
"Your problems aren't much better..." Wen's mother muttered quietly from the side, but the scope was limited, and everyone who was supposed to hear it heard it.
Mo Wen was already in character, and said politely, "No, she's like an uncle or aunt, very gentle and comfortable to be around."
“We’re all so old, and she’s so young. Young people should have their own personality.” That’s what Mr. Wen said, but his smile couldn’t get any warmer.
Next, it will become burning with passion.
"Uncle, what are you saying? She's thoughtful, kind, and cheerful, and her chess skills are quite good. It's all thanks to you and Auntie." Mo Wen said politely, then went over it in his mind again.
She is thoughtful, friendly, and cheerful, which is still inseparable from her uncle and aunt.
Chi Nuo had been nodding along with the conversation, but paused at this point, her eyes and expression signaling to Mo Wen not to do this.
He froze for a moment, but quickly recovered and returned to his original state.
Sensitivity, resistance, low trust, hesitation, and impulsiveness are still inextricably linked to the influence of uncles and aunts.
Wen's father didn't seem to grasp this implication, or perhaps he simply didn't see anything wrong with it. He patted Mo Wen on the shoulder and said, "It's because you guys are good people that you can get along so well with Xiao Zhu."
"We definitely need to thank you; it must have been quite a lot."
Mother Wen looked a little displeased and scolded, "You talk as if Xiaozhu has some kind of bad temper. What big things could she possibly do with her temper?"
“Not at all, it’s wrong of you to belittle him like that. Learn from the child’s composure.” Father Wen glanced at Mo Wen beside him, who was still as unmoved as a mountain.
The more I look at it, the more satisfied I become; the more I look at it, the more I like it.
Mo Wen smiled and said politely, "I am naturally no match for you, Uncle and Aunt, so please don't tease me."
"By the way, you can play chess too?" Wen's father's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was extremely excited.
Mo Wen smiled, feeling she had said the wrong thing; she shouldn't have said that.
...
Seeing that the conversation was not going to end anytime soon and was still all about Mo Wen, Wen Zhuyao took the food and pushed it near Ji Shu and Bai Yuzhou.
Afraid of getting bored, she asked, "Won't it be boring? Should we leave first?"
"Where are we going? Although I find the question amusing, I'll still go out and have fun." Chi Nuo, with her sharp ears, quickly leaned closer, waiting for the answer.
Ji Shu picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick, put it to her mouth, and said, "I also think it's quite interesting. It's rare to see something like this. Since we can't talk about it, I'm more at ease."
"There's nothing wrong with it; family values are very popular." Seeing that Ji Shu had finished eating, Bai Yuzhou reached out, took a toothpick, stuck another piece in it, and handed it to her.
Chi Nuo nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, it's just that Mo Wen has suffered."
"Not at all, you're too modest."
Wen's father gave him a long lecture, and finally directed Wen's mother to shout, "Right, isn't there that... you know? Bring it out, bring it out, let's play a game of chess."
Mo Wen gave a half-hearted reply, overhearing the conversation around him. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he leaned closer and asked, "Do you like staring at me like this?"
"I quite like it." Wen Zhuyao knew what he wanted to say, so she moved away a little and continued eating her fruit.
If she ignores this topic, she won't be able to offer any help.
Mo Wen didn't give up and secretly took her hand: "So, do you prefer to look at me, or do you prefer me to look at you?"
"Give up, they'll probably let you go after the game. Just hang in there, you'll be fine." Chi Nuo pulled out a bag of sunflower seeds from somewhere and shared them with the three of them.
Wen's mother found a well-preserved suit in the study and brought it all over.
"bring it on……"
Mr. Wen looked at him with a smile and said, "I really like you."
"I really like you."
Chi Nuo laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up, leaning against a soft back to catch her breath: "Hahahaha... So, how about it, do you want to come again next time? Let's meet up."
"Don't worry about my schedule, I'll be there whenever you call as long as there's food."
Mo Wen turned his head away, pretending not to see: "Whether you're here to freeload or to laugh at me, you're getting off easy either way."
His gaze would occasionally glance at Wen Zhuyao, but he would remain silent, his actions both obvious and subtle, leaving everyone puzzled.
Wen Zhuyao quietly moved her hand from the chair and placed it on his hand.
The next second, I was held tightly in my hand.
Chi Nuo hadn't forgotten what Ji Shu had mentioned when she first entered: "Can we gossip again about whether Brother Zhou's situation was even more awkward than Mo Wen's?"
"This one..."
Ji Shu thought for a moment and remembered: "It was just a simple chat, nothing else."
"At that time, we were both in our mid-twenties, the age when people were urging us to get married. Instead of getting closer, we were both itching to get engaged today and get married tomorrow."
Chi Nuo nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then I think Mo Wen can wait a little longer."
"Wait for what?" Mo Wen looked at her amusedly. Wait a few more years?
Bai Yuzhou voiced his thoughts: "A few years later, Xiaozhu will indeed be twenty-five or twenty-six, but Mo Wen will be almost thirty."
"At that time, the smiling face will turn into a crying face, and they will show their disgust."
Mo Wen tapped the table, staring at him: "You're in your thirties and you're in this condition, how come I'm in such a bad state that it's unbearable to look at?"
“It’s hard to say. I rely on talent,” Bai Yuzhou added, “I don’t eat my face.”
Chi Nuo raised his hands high and announced the outcome: "Brother Zhou wins decisively!"
Having weathered the interlude, let's return to the original topic.
“But we were about the same age back then, and Yu Zhou wasn’t much better off than you.” Ji Shu gradually pictured his youthful appearance in her mind.
The shy expression on my face when I first met someone.
Seeing that things were looking promising, Chi Nuo continued, "Give me a more detailed description, okay? Okay?"
"Well... I'm afraid my words might backfire on me." Ji Shu really didn't dare to say anything.
Bai Yuzhou confessed, "I was very shy at the time, so I didn't speak and just nodded."
"So, all I did today was put on a show?" Mo Wen felt like he had been being polite and courteous all day, creating quite a scene.
Wen Zhuyao disagreed and said in a coaxing tone, "Not at all, at least my parents are quite satisfied with you."
"What, you don't want it? Then I'll remove the impression points from your score."
She tilted her head, glared at me, and replied, "Remove it."
"No, not either." Mo Wen wanted them all.
Chi Nuo curled her lips, and seeing that he had recovered, she stood up and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, greedy guy."
"Let's go, let's continue our journey!"
Bai Yuzhou and Ji Shu stood up one after the other and followed Chi Nuo ahead of them.
The remaining two people watched their retreating figures.
Mo Wen also got up and made way for Wen Zhuyao to come out of her seat.
He waited until the other person was fully in position.
Wen Zhuyao tilted her head curiously to look at the person standing motionless in front of her, and asked, "You..."
"Shh!"
Don't get too close to her; her subtle expressions are impossible to miss.
Gently, he tilted his head and placed a kiss on Wen Zhuyao's cheek, a kiss on her heart.
Wen Zhuyao was taken aback, and instinctively placed her hand on his chest.
He was also watching the other person's reaction, watching their eyes change from clear to confused, and then to angry and embarrassed.
"What's wrong? Let's go, let's go."
Wen Zhuyao, feeling guilty, glanced around, then glared at him, pushed him away, and left.
"Wait for me, I just couldn't control my happiness anymore." Mo Wen quickly caught up with her, his hand deliberately slipping between her fingers.
Over the next few days, I saw everyone I was supposed to see, but as I had said before, I couldn't find Mr. and Mrs. Wen.
Everything proceeded according to the established plan, resolving the regret from last time.
There were quite a few interesting things that happened during that time.
Wen Zhuyao held Mo Wen's hand as they walked together on the bustling street.
Enjoying the second-to-last day of February.
Suddenly, she felt her sleeve being tugged, so she stopped and turned her head to ask, "What...?"
Wen Zhuyao turned her head but didn't see Mo Wen. Instead, she saw Chi Nuo with a mischievous grin. She smiled and said, "Hehe, let's go!"
Before she could figure out what was going on, Wen Zhuyao was led away by her.
When Mo Wen returned with the drinks, he looked at the empty space and turned to Ji Shu and Bai Yuzhou, who were watching the show.
"Hey, I went to buy drinks and asked Chi Nuo to keep me company for a while, didn't I? Where is she?" Mo Wen had three other cups in his hand and looked around.
Ji Shu inserted a straw and took a sip: "You're giving the person to Chi Nuo."
"Yes, I gave her the person."
Mo Wen didn't think anything was wrong and continued to ask, "Where did everyone go? Where did they go?"
"You gave him to Chi Nuo." Bai Yuzhou said the same thing, without changing a single word.
Realized it too late.
Mo Wen seemed to have realized what was happening. He had given the person to Chi Nuo, and the restless and lively Chi Nuo would obediently stand still with his lover.
Or perhaps she just felt she had the chance, so she took her lover ahead and went on a trip.
Anyway, we can keep in touch with people, and the trip is all planned out.
Mo Wen took the drink and started making a phone call: "Beep..."
"Hahahaha... Oh, alright, they're waiting at the temple fair ahead, they can't go far." Ji Shu reached out and tapped the screen that was lying flat on his back.
The call was disconnected.
Amidst the commotion, Chi Nuo was oblivious to the vibrations. She was covering her ears and turning her head to say to Wen Zhuyao, "There are so many people here, it's so lively, but it's a bit hard on my voice and hearing."
Looking at the continuous fireworks and drumming, Wen Zhuyao leaned closer to her and said, "What did you say? I can't quite hear you..."
"I'll talk!"
Chi Nuo raised her voice a little and shouted, "There are so many people here, it's so lively, it's really hard on my voice and hearing!"
"Indeed, but what about them?"
"When will they arrive? Will they be able to find us? Should we send a message?" Wen Zhuyao was a little worried about the crowd at the scene, as it would be troublesome for them to find us.
Chi Nuo nodded, then shook her head. Wen Zhuyao thought she had some ideas and was waiting for her to speak.
"Let's forget about it. The jujube cake here isn't good. The ones sold on the next street are much better, and besides, they're not good at this time of year."
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