Chapter 9
Ming Xu has been like this since he was a child. He keeps everything in his heart and doesn't tell people around him. Even his parents rarely know what he is thinking.
Seeing that her son denied it, Ming's mother stopped asking questions and changed the subject, asking her son to accompany his father to go fishing at sea.
Upon learning about this, Mingli, who was in a meeting, angrily scolded the three people in the family group for not treating him as a family member and not taking him with them for such a good thing.
[Ming Xu]: I didn’t agree.
[Mingli]: I would leave all the time to come to you, but you said you can’t go?
[Ming's father]: @Mingli, handing the company over to you is the worst decision I have ever made in my life. Can you tell me which boss would give up his job just to have fun?
[Mingli]: Our home.
Three seconds later, Mingli received a group notification: Lao Ming has left the group chat.
Mingxu looked at the screenshot sent by Mingli and put the phone in his pocket.
In the elevator, Ming's father angrily wanted to go to the company and kick Ming Li out. The other two had heard this so many times that their ears were callused. Seeing that no one tried to persuade him, Ming's father backed down after a few words and tried to save face.
The temperature at the seaside was enough to melt a person. Yan Qing passed by a flower shop and stopped.
The owner of the flower shop was a woman in her thirties with neatly short hair and faint freckles on her nose. She was wearing shorts and a vest and standing at the operating table, pruning flower branches.
As soon as I entered the door, the pleasant sound of wind chimes rang out at the door.
Hearing the sound, the boss put down the scissors in his hand, washed his hands in the clean water beside him, and greeted: "Beautiful lady, what kind of flowers do you want to see? Are you giving them as a gift?"
Yan Qing's eyes fell on the yellow roses at the door.
"This is the Gold Coast. There are more over there. I have a lot of rose varieties at home, in all kinds of colors."
"Please make me a bunch."
The boss responded and started wrapping the flowers: "Are you raising them yourself?"
"Um."
The boss skillfully wrapped it up and took out another bag, handing it to Yan Qing: "There is nutrient solution in it. Put one bag in the water and change the water every two days."
"Do you have any vases for sale?"
"A vase?" The boss was stunned for a moment, then recovered, "Yes, I can give you one. It's not worth much."
The turquoise glass bottle was stuffed into the bag. After thanking the boss, Yan Qing walked towards the B&B.
Just in time to meet Mingxu's family.
The two looked at each other, and no one spoke. Ming's mother, however, looked at him a few more times and said casually, "If you find a girlfriend like this, we will feel at ease."
Ming Xu looked back at Yan Qing who had already walked away, he also wanted to.
I returned to the room and put the flowers in water according to the boss's method. After looking around the room, I decided to put the vase on the cabinet in the entrance hall.
Zhou Mingshu looked at the photo sent by Yan Qing and asked, "Isn't this the doorway? How can you see it if it's here?"
[Yan Qing]: Every day when I come back from going out, it is the last thing I see and the first thing I see.
[Zhou Mingshu]: I didn’t expect you to be so romantic. It’s worth writing the novel.
On the other side, Ming's mother was still talking about Ming Xu's relationship. Thinking of the flowers in Yan Qing's hand, she felt a little regretful: "It's obvious that she has a boyfriend. You have no chance."
Seeing his mother's random guesses, Ming Xu couldn't help but defend Yan Qing: "Don't talk nonsense."
"I know, I know."
After seeing the two off, Mingli's phone call came like a bomber, and Mingxu hung up directly.
Yang Mingzhou couldn't find a hotel that could accommodate so many people, so he set his sights on Ming Xu.
"Brother, am I not doing this to help you make money?"
Ming Xu refused coldly: "I'm not short of money."
No one knew what Yang Mingzhou said, but Mingxu finally agreed. Summer vacation was coming soon, and many people came to the beach to play. Yang Mingzhou felt a little embarrassed and insisted on getting a discount. Mingxu didn't refuse, as he brought it to himself.
The team building is scheduled for July 18th to 21st, which happens to be the weekend, to accommodate the working members of the gang who want to come but cannot take leave.
The temperature in Haicheng has been reaching the red line every day, and Yan Qing no longer goes out. Her new short story is nearing completion, and after finishing this one, she plans to take a break.
The happiest person was Zhou Mingshu. After hearing the news, she started planning a trip for two. Even the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees Celsius did not dampen her enthusiasm.
"Are you going to Yuncheng? Haven't you been there before? Why do you want to go again?" Zhou Mingshu said as she opened the weather report for Yuncheng. The numbers on it made her want to buy a ticket now.
Yan Qing chatted with her while writing: "This way my parents won't be able to say anything."
Zhou Mingshu was still a little unhappy: "I know, you just wanted to avoid the team building, so they booked this B&B."
"Have fun and wait for me to come back."
Yan Qing was afraid that if they continued talking, Zhou Mingshu would start changing his expression on the phone faster than the weather would change.
Unable to resist, Zhou Mingshu didn't say much and just kept on nagging and giving a lot of instructions.
On July 10th, Shui Zhiqing's new book was officially completed. Although it is only 130,000 words long, it brought tears to many people's eyes.
[Shui Zhiqing: I started writing this book after hearing a story. I didn't prepare anything, but I never expected it to be so well-received by so many friends. This summer just started, and bitterness drifted into everyone's room with the breeze. But summer isn't just about breezes; it also has typhoons. See you in the next book.]
Ming Xu looked at Yan Qing's message, poked his finger on the screen again and again, deleted the words he typed, and finally sent out only goodbye.
It’s goodbye this time and goodbye next time.
Zhou Mingshu ordered a bunch of junk food under the pretext of celebrating the completion of her new book, calling it a celebration.
She followed Zhou Mingshu's advice and ate the cake with the words "Happy Ending" written on it.
I haven't eaten cake for many years. In fact, Yan Qing liked to eat it very much when she was a child, but that was only when her parents had not yet gone out to work.
Later she was sent to her grandparents' house, and then to her grandmother's house. Although the elderly loved her, they were very strict about her diet. She could only imagine the food at the street snack stalls based on what she smelled.
Later, when he went to school, both sets of parents lived far away from the school, so there was a nanny at home. Yan Qing could eat cakes and knew what the snacks from the roadside stalls tasted like, but he was still discovered unexpectedly.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a pungent smell coming from the white ceiling.
She had food poisoning, but the cause couldn't be determined. She also remembered that she ate a lot that day because the nanny's child came, so she was able to eat those things and was sent to the hospital.
The family returned to their old ways, with grandma and maternal grandmother taking turns to take care of each family for a week.
Until I met Zhou Mingshu.
The first time I saw her, her face was as messy as the stray cat downstairs.
Seeing someone staring at him, Zhou Mingshu stretched out his chubby little hand, his long eyelashes fluttering. "Do you want to eat it? This is something my mom made. It's delicious."
It was a small pink cake, a style Yan Qing had never seen before. It must have been made by her mother.
"I don't want to eat." The child said what he thought, never beating around the bush.
Zhou Mingshu thought she was embarrassed and said in a soft voice, "It's okay. I'll ask my mom to make it after we finish eating. My mom is amazing and can cook anything."
Children have simple minds. Little Zhou Mingshu thought that after he said these things, this good-looking child would accept his cake.
I watched Yan Qing stand up, brush off the non-existent dirt on his body, and leave without looking back.
Zhou Mingshu really couldn't figure it out. Did he not like eating cake?
The next day, she changed her snacks again, carrying a small bag, and waited at the same place as yesterday: "Egg rolls! They are delicious."
On the third day, Mother Zhou accompanied her. The two of them held juice. Yan Qing saw them from afar. The person who was omnipotent in the little cat's mouth was also there. Her voice was the same as the little cat's: "Today is juice. Do you want to try it?"
Yan Qing shook her head and wanted to leave, but was stopped: "I squeezed it myself."
It seemed that she couldn't leave without drinking. Yan Qing held the kettle and took a small sip. It was sweet, without the taste of green onions. Under the eager gaze of the two people, the kettle was put into the girl's small schoolbag.
When she got home, Yan Qing discovered that there was another cake inside. It was the one she had seen when she first met the little cat, but this one looked better.
Grandma was a traditional person, so she went to the school gate with a gift the next day. Little Zhou Mingshu was overjoyed to receive the gift, and from then on, he started to pester this friend who was quiet and didn't like to eat anything.
When they grew up, Zhou Mingshu asked Yan Qing, "Why don't you be friends with me?"
"It's dirty. I'm afraid you'll dirty my clothes."
Yan Qing cut a piece of the celebratory cake, put it in her mouth, it was cold, and sent a message to Zhou Mingshu: This cake is not as delicious as the one made by Aunt Zhou.
Zhou Mingshu always responded to her messages immediately: "Hahaha, when you return to Yuancheng, I'll ask my mom to make a big welcome party for you!"
After cleaning up the trash, she lay on the sofa and read the comments. The familiar account was still there.
Yan Qing thought about it and replied: Thank you for your support.
When she opened her eyes, it was already dark and a drizzle was falling outside. Yan Qing saw the message from Liu Yuan, saying that there were fresh fruits in the restaurant and asked her to come and get them.
The time was two hours ago.
I don’t know if it still exists now.
When he arrived at the restaurant, there were more people than he had expected. Yan Qing took a takeaway box and picked it up from the assorted food bowls.
There were a few children chasing and playing in the restaurant. Yan Qing frowned and stayed away from them.
The sound of something falling to the ground broke the noise, and everyone's eyes turned to it. Yan Qing covered his head, staggered to his feet, and stared at the culprit.
The restaurant staff also rushed over and checked Yan Qing's injuries.
"It's just a bump, but you look like you were in a car accident. Do you want us to call an ambulance for you?"
Yan Qing looked over and saw that the person speaking was a woman, probably the mother of the two naughty kids.
Before she could retaliate, a male voice came from behind her: "We need to go to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up. It would be bad if there are any internal injuries."
"Who are you? It's none of your business." Hearing her casual words being echoed, the woman's face turned grim. "Why? Is she your mistress?"
"I'm the boss here."
Yan Qing did not stop her. She was probably alone and could not resist the mother of this naughty kid who looked so powerful. Since she had someone to help her, why not do it?
The group quickly arrived at the hospital. Mingxu registered all the available appointments and booked Yan Qing for a comprehensive checkup. Looking at the bill in her hand, the woman became anxious: "You two are colluding to cheat me. She looks fine, why do you need so many tests?"
A passing nurse took over the conversation: "Internal injuries are more serious than external injuries. If you don't check carefully, if there is something inside the body, it will be too late to find it."
Yan Qing: "I want to vomit."
The woman was frightened: "You, you, you, don't scare me."
When we came out of the hospital, it was already early morning. The mother of the naughty children didn't say a word. After returning to the B&B, the two children were taken by the staff to the lobby to wait for their mother.
As soon as they got off the car, they saw her rush in like the wind.
"Mom, stop hitting me!"
"Is that wrong?"
"I was wrong. Ouch, it hurts."
It was a small incident. The examination showed that there was nothing serious, except for a slight scratch on the arm. The next day, the parents brought the naughty child to apologize to Yan Qing before checking out and leaving.
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