Chapter 131
"Actually, I still have a lot to say to Aunt Wen, but Aunt Wen, you know, if I really talk about it, a whole day and a whole night won't be enough for me to finish."
At this point, Shen Yizhi smiled and said, “Then I will pick the most important one to tell you.”
"When you were little, I always heard you and Mommy discussing child marriages. Now you can rest assured."
She paused slightly and turned her head to look at Pei Yanhe beside her: "Because, I am with Pei Shanshan."
Pei Yanhe's Adam's apple rolled slightly.
Shen Yizhi asked softly, “Do you have anything you want to say to Aunt Wen?”
After a moment of silence, Pei Yanhe took her hand again and whispered, "No, let's go."
ah?
No?
Shen Yizhi didn't dare to ask more questions and followed him obediently, but she looked back every few steps and looked at him again and again with reluctance.
After getting in the car, Pei Yanhe stared at a certain place through the damp, rain-stained window, as if he had no focus.
But if you look carefully, you will know that is the direction of Wen Xu's tombstone.
This time, he really wanted to move forward.
The road ahead is smooth, with high mountains and long rivers.
I hope you can be happy for me.
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Over the next few days, Pei Yanhe's mood gradually returned to normal.
He is no longer depressed and his speech has returned to his previous cheerful tone.
Shen Yizhi knew that he was trying to get out.
Regardless of the outcome, he is reconciling with himself and desperately trying to save himself in the swamp.
All she could do was to stay by his side and make him feel at ease without having to do anything.
So for several days in a row, whenever Shen Yizhi came out of the exhibition hall after work, he could see the luxurious Rolls-Royce at the door.
She opened the car door, sat next to him neatly, and leaned forward, "Pei Shanshan, tomorrow is the winter solstice, how are you going to celebrate it?"
Pei Yanhe closed the documents in his hand and looked at her: "With you."
Shen Yizhi waved his hand, "Oh, I'm not asking you who you're spending your time with, I'm asking you, how are you spending your time?"
She asked about the form, but he answered about the person.
Pei Yanhe said calmly: "I haven't thought about it yet."
To be honest, if she hadn't said that tomorrow was the winter solstice, he would have had no idea about it.
He didn't bother to remember holidays, except for her birthday.
Shen Yizhi's mind flashed through ten thousand thoughts, and he said in confusion: "I heard that we should make dumplings and eat glutinous rice balls during the winter solstice, which means another winter reunion, but we don't know how to make dumplings, so we can only eat glutinous rice balls."
She muttered, "But I want to make dumplings, what should I do?"
Pei Yanhe seemed to think about it seriously before speaking: "This is not simple."
He said it in a relaxed tone, and Shen Yizhi's eyes lit up, "Can you wrap it?"
Pei Yanhe shook his head calmly, a smile on his face as he said, "Someone will."
Shen Yizhi never imagined that the "someone" he was talking about would be a large group of people.
The day of the winter solstice.
The car drove into the compound and after parking, Shen Yizhi and Pei Yanhe walked into the compound one after the other.
Grandpa Pei was kneading dough in the yard. When he saw them coming, he waved, "Zhizhi, you're here! Come and help Grandpa knead the dough!"
Just as Shen Yizhi was about to walk over, Grandpa Shen called out loudly from the other side: “Shen Yizhi, come and help your dear grandpa make dumplings!”
He emphasized the three words "dear grandfather" and glanced at Mr. Pei provocatively after he said it.
Well, you can tell from this that the two old men must have had another fight.
As expected, the next second, Mr. Pei turned around and pointed at him: "Mr. Chen, you only have the advantage of blood relationship. From childhood to adulthood, I have spent as much time with Zhizhi growing up as you!"
Grandpa Shen said disdainfully: "There is no grandfather in our Zhizhi who regrets his moves and cheats, so don't get involved."
Mr. Pei was furious: "What's wrong with me regretting my move? Didn't I tell you that each person gets one chance to regret their move? Didn't I stop you from doing so?"
Grandpa Shen was so angry at his self-righteous attitude that his beard almost twisted. "Is that one time per person? The credits start increasing from one loss to the next. I haven't even used it once, and you've already added it up eight times! Even an old scapegoat is more dishonest than you!"
Seeing that the quarrel was getting more intense, Shen Yizhi stepped forward to mediate, but was grabbed by the scruff of the neck.
Pei Yanhe pulled her into the house, saying in a casual tone, "Don't meddle in the old man's affairs."
Shen Yizhi finally managed to stabilize her body and was forced to follow him, muttering blatantly: "Pei Shanshan, you are too indifferent."
"Grandpa is already arguing like that. If I don't try to stop him, what if he starts fighting?"
She frowned and looked a little worried.
Pei Yanhe twitched his lips nonchalantly: "Two old bones, they can't breathe after just two slaps of air, how can we fight?"
Seeing her look of disbelief, he loosened his grip on her collar and said, "Go and see for yourself if you don't believe me."
Shen Yizhi hesitated and turned back, lying on the door frame in disbelief.
In the yard, I really saw two old men leaning on the table and breathing heavily, and they were still chattering non-stop.
From this perspective, it seems like just a daily quarrel.
Shen Yizhi walked back to his side, "Okay, you win."
Pei Yanhe put his hands in his pockets and couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy to win this time after more than 20 years."
Hearing the teasing in his words, Shen Yizhi snorted lightly: “It’s already magnanimous of me to let you win once.”
"Zhizhi, you're here just in time. Help Mommy go to the study and call your dad and Uncle Pei down." Ms. Tan Huiya poked her head out from the kitchen, gave the instructions, and then hurriedly put it away.
"Uncle Pei is back too." Shen Yizhi glanced at him with a smile, "Let's go, come with me."
Pei Yanhe's face still had no expression, but when he heard the first half of the sentence, he showed a hint of resistance.
Shen Yizhi pretended not to see it, pulled his wrist, and walked upstairs with amazing strength.
The study door was not closed tightly, leaving a crack open.
Just as Shen Yizhi was about to push the door open and go out, he heard a faint conversation coming from inside.
Pei Yanhe stood behind her, leaning casually against the wall, staring at her thief-like movements, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.
I had no intention of listening to what they were talking about, but the voices still reached my ears.
"You said you dreamed of Wen Xu last night?" Shen Dongliang's voice was a little surprised.
Pei Qingnian was relatively calm. "Well, she has never appeared in my dreams in all these years. I know she must be angry that I didn't answer that call that year, so she took it so long to come and see me."
"I think your sister-in-law definitely didn't think that way," Shen Dongliang said. "You were in a meeting at the time and didn't have your phone with you. It's not your fault that you didn't answer the call."
"You just keep trapping yourself in the same place and are unwilling to come out."
"In the end," he spread his hands, "look, the relationship between father and son has become a mess."
Pei Qingnian rubbed his swollen brows and said, "It was me who caused him to lose his mother since childhood. How can I be his father again?"
Chen Dongliang sighed deeply: "There's no need for so many twists and turns between blood relatives. It's right to speak frankly."
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