Chapter 158 Let’s live in my father’s old house
"Qiqi is not fat, she was just too thin before. She looks better like this." Yin Lan found it funny and walked forward to help.
The current Ye Muqi does look a little different from before, but Yin Lan feels that although Ye Muqi still looks like a delicate little girl, she is much cuter than before.
"That's right, mom still has good taste!" Ye Muqi walked over and held Yin Lan's arm, glaring at Ye Zhengfeng with dissatisfaction.
"You're not fat. Qiqi looks better like this." Xia Ying also said this and even bumped into Ye Zhengfeng.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" Ye Zhengfeng finally reacted and echoed, making everyone laugh.
"Didn't Jingchen come to pick you up?" Ye Muqi asked when he saw that Rong Jingchen was nowhere to be seen.
She had heard Xia Ying and the others were at the train station and thought Rong Jingchen would pick them up, but now it seems that this is not the case.
"The New Year is coming soon, and his unit has a lot of things to do. I've been here before and know the way, so I won't let him make another trip." Yin Lan said.
Yin Lan did know the way, and she brought Xia Ying and Ye Zhengfeng here smoothly.
Ye Muqi brought the three of them home. Before Ye Muqi came, the simple layout that was even worse than a model room had changed a lot without them noticing, and gradually they felt like home.
The curtains were also installed in the same color as the sofa. The coffee table that was missing earlier had already been purchased. Ye Muqi spread a coffee table cloth that matched the sofa and placed fruits and snacks that she usually made on it.
As soon as Yin Lan and Xia Ying came in, they looked around. Seeing this warm little home, both of them felt happy for the two children.
"There are only two rooms in the house. At night, let Jingchen sleep on the floor or on the sofa, and mom and I will sleep together. Then we will have enough space." Ye Muqi took a look and made a decision quickly.
"Isn't this bad? How about I make a bed on the floor and let them sleep on two beds, and you can sleep in one room with Jingchen." When Ye Zhengfeng heard this, he felt that it was not a good idea for him to come here and let Rong Jingchen sleep on the floor.
"That's right. Xiaorong has to go to the army every day. Don't let him sleep on the floor and not sleep well." Xia Ying also nodded, feeling a little sorry for Rong Jingchen.
Yin Lan didn't say anything and seemed to have no objection to Ye Muqi's arrangement.
"Let's talk about it after Jingchen comes back. Sit down first, I'll go wash the fruit." Seeing that she couldn't make good arrangements, Ye Muqi quickly changed the subject.
Ye Muqi ran into the kitchen, took out some fruit, thought about it and decided to prepare some fruit salad, which would be easier to eat.
"Alan, why don't you call Jingchen and tell him we're here?" Xia Ying asked Yin Lan in the living room.
Yin Lan had not told Rong Jingchen about coming here today. Now everyone was sitting in the house and Rong Jingchen didn't even know they were here.
Yin Lan thought about it and made a call to Rong Jingchen.
Ye Muqi prepared the fruit salad and took out the shrimp slices that she had made two days ago, and carried them together as they walked out.
After talking with his three parents on the sofa for a while, Ye Muqi checked the time and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"Xixi, Mom has nothing to do, so I'll come in and help you." Xia Ying followed in worriedly.
"I do it every day, don't worry, Mom. Besides, I run a breakfast shop now, how can I not be skilled at cooking?" Ye Muqi didn't let Xia Ying do it.
However, seeing that Xia Ying didn't want to go out, Ye Muqi didn't chase her away and processed the ingredients quickly.
Xia Ying was watching from the side and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She even felt a little gratified when she saw Ye Muqi cooking. He was very organized, and his movements were smooth and quick.
"Qiqi has really grown up." Xia Ying looked at her and sighed softly.
This time, although Ye Muqi still acted coquettishly with them, Xia Ying could clearly feel the changes in Ye Muqi. She was no longer the willful little girl she used to be at home.
In the evening, Rong Jingchen came back with a key in his hand that did not belong to this house. It looked a bit old, like an old object.
"Xiao Rong seems to be much stronger than before." Ye Zhengfeng looked at Rong Jingchen, his eyes full of satisfaction.
Ever since Xia Ying told him that Rong Jingchen was going to give Ye Muqi a make-up wedding, he had praised Rong Jingchen a lot when he was at home.
"Dad, Mom, Mom." Rong Jingchen greeted everyone one by one and handed the key in his hand to Yin Lan.
"This is..." Yin Lan took the key, with surprise and nostalgia in her eyes.
"The old house that the army allocated to Dad is still there, but no one lives there now. I'll give you the key, and you can live there for the time being." Rong Jingchen explained.
It was said before that they could squeeze together, but Rong Jingchen knew that they would be staying here for quite a while, and it would not be good for them to stay together all the time.
He thought of the old house and went to inquire about it, but to his surprise, it was still there.
"I want to go and take a look." Yin Lan held the key tightly, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
Rong Jingchen originally wanted to send them there after dinner, but after looking at Yin Lan's expression, he agreed.
"I'll go talk to Qiqi." Rong Jingchen said as he walked into the kitchen.
"I know the place, just go and take a look yourself." Yin Lan didn't let Rong Jingchen follow her, and went out with the key.
Xia Ying and Ye Zhengfeng looked at each other, then hurriedly followed and went over with Yin Lan.
The old house is also in the family compound. The old building at the back is now mostly occupied by veterans who were injured in the battlefield and had to retire. The building, which was bustling before, is not even fully occupied now.
Yin Lan followed her memory and came to the bottom of the building. She looked at the place that was once so familiar to her. Now it has become a little shabby and no longer as bright and beautiful as in her memory.
She slowed down her pace and walked towards the room she used to live in. Her hands were shaking slightly as she held the old key to open the door.
After a long while, the door of the house was opened. Yin Lan stood at the door, staring blankly inside.
No one has ever lived here, and the furnishings inside are still the same as before, except that it is covered with dust-proof cloth and the floor is covered with dust.
Yin Lan's eyes scanned them one by one. Even though more than ten years had passed and even though they were still covered with cloth, Yin Lan could still clearly tell what was under each piece of dustproof cloth and what it looked like.
That memory will always be there. Time has not made it blurry, but has made it clearer.
After looking at the door for a long time, Yin Lan finally walked into the house and walked towards one of the rooms.
Xia Ying and Ye Zhengfeng followed behind, knowing that Yin Lan was probably feeling a lot of emotions at the moment, so no one went to disturb her.