65 Master's Birthday Party
"Smell yourself! You're almost rotten!" Zhang Chenling, sweating profusely, kept persuading Grandma Ouyang, "Be good, come with me to take a shower, okay?"
Fifteen minutes had passed since she stepped through the door.
"I'm not going!" Grandma Ouyang shook her head like a rattle. After a moment, she asked with a confused look on her face, "What is a bath?"
Ineffective communication indeed!
Zhang Chenling sighed helplessly and squatted down, leaning on Grandma Ouyang's knees. She clenched her hands, which were rubbing back and forth nervously, and said to her with her face tilted up, blinking, "Bathing is just like... when you washed me when I was little. We'll take off all our clothes and then wash our bodies until they're slippery and smell good! Okay?"
"When you were a kid, I helped you wash?..." Grandma Ouyang fell into a whirlpool of memories, her eyes becoming increasingly empty and blank, and she muttered, "When did that happen?"
"Have you forgotten? A few years ago, you were washing my clothes for me! Now that I'm grown up, it's my turn to wash yours!"
Zhang Chenling looked sincere, as if she was telling a true story.
"Oh, my daughter wants to help me take a bath?" Grandma Ouyang seemed to understand and nodded as she said, "Then I'll run the water first..."
"Let the water go?"
The next second, a fresh, steaming smell of urine suddenly penetrated Zhang Chenling's nostrils. Oh no, this is what it means to drain the urine!
Fortunately, wetting your pants is also an opportunity.
After peeing, Grandma Ouyang felt uncomfortable down there, wet and hot, so she stood up, took off her pants and threw them on the ground. Zhang Chenling then dragged her to the bathroom.
Before leaving last night, Zhang Chenling checked the restroom. When she returned today, she noticed a lot less clutter. The trash can on the floor was empty, and clean towels and clothing were hung behind the door. Two pairs of slippers and a chair for the elderly were also ready under the shower head. Li Yuan was such a thoughtful child!
Zhang Chenling sighed secretly.
He locked the door and helped Grandma Ouyang sit on the chair in the shower room. He took off her top, revealing her fair body. He found a red rash on her chest, a bit like prickly heat, and her armpits were black, probably because she hadn't washed for a long time.
She picked up the shower head and was about to adjust the water temperature when Grandma Ouyang grabbed her arm to stop her. The latter looked nervous, staring at Zhang Chenling without blinking and asked, "Daughter, aren't you going to take off your clothes?"
"Huh?" Zhang Chenling was startled. "Should I take it off too?"
"Yes, didn't we wash together?" Grandma Ouyang's dead memories began to revive. "We used to wash together naked, and I even used a loofah to wipe your back!"
"……All right!"
Zhang Chenling had no choice but to walk out of the shower room, confirm that the bathroom door was locked, and then began to take off her clothes one by one.
Only bra and underwear were left on.
Seeing this, Grandma Ouyang gave another order: "No, you have to take off all your clothes! Otherwise, your underwear will get wet, and I will have to wash it for you!"
“…”
So, the two women who had never met before last night were now naked facing each other less than twenty-four hours later.
Zhang Chenling secretly thought it was outrageous!
If Ni Yue knew about this, that woman would probably laugh her head off!
However, as a Northeastern woman who had been exposed to bathhouses since childhood, Zhang Chenling quickly became adept at it. She returned to the shower room naked as if nothing had happened, picked up the shower head to adjust the water temperature, and then tentatively directed the water flow towards Grandma Ouyang's body little by little.
"Ah!" Grandma Ouyang screamed the moment her body touched the water, and then reached out her hands to grab under the shower head.
"What are you catching?" Zhang Chenling wondered.
"Noodles! Noodles are falling from the sky!" She said as she used her fingers as chopsticks and picked up the "noodles" one by one.
"...Don't move! If you fall and break something, Li Yuan and I will be in trouble!"
"Li Yuan?" Grandma Ouyang paused, lost in thought. "Who is Li Yuan? His name sounds familiar."
"Li Yuan is your eldest grandson!"
"Eldest grandson? Don't I only have a granddaughter?" Grandma Ouyang was confused again.
"...We're taking a shower now, ha!"
Zhang Chenling aimed the shower head at Grandma Ouyang's feet, gradually helping her adjust to the water flow from bottom to top, humming like she was coaxing a child, "Let's take a nice shower!... Look who washed it so clean!... It feels so slippery, it feels so good!"
The two women were talking and laughing, and although their conversation was irrelevant, it was a relaxed and happy one.
Grandma Ouyang kept making small moves, but apart from almost swallowing the shampoo and shower gel as if they were food, and snatching the shower head to give Zhang Chenling a bath, she didn't cause too much trouble.
After washing off the mud and foam under her feet, Zhang Chenling helped Grandma Ouyang stand steadily and wiped her body with a bath towel.
"My daughter is so nice!" Grandma Ouyang, with a rosy face, suddenly flattered me.
"Hehe, am I okay?" Zhang Chenling smiled and didn't take it seriously.
"Very good, a thousand times better than your brother!" She answered with great sincerity.
Zhang Chenling's head buzzed.
Chen Hongmei had also said the same words to her, word for word.
Grandma Ouyang didn't notice the strangeness in Zhang Chenling's expression. Instead, she reached out and gently wiped the water stains off her face with the ball of her thumb. She smiled and said, "Don't blame them for saying that a daughter is her mother's little cotton-padded jacket."
…
Zhang Chenling's throat tightened.
A layer of fog appeared before my eyes unconsciously.
Grandma Ouyang's face became increasingly blurred in the mist...and then gradually became clear again.
But the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes began to change and move like needles, affecting her eyes, nose, and mouth to change together.
Finally, her facial features became what Zhang Chenling was familiar with - Chen Hongmei's.
The fingers falling on the face also felt the warmth of Chen Hongmei.
"Daughter, what's wrong with you?"
Grandma Ouyang noticed that Zhang Chenling's expression was not right. Before she could react, she was wrapped tightly in a bath towel and held in her arms.
The woman who was repeatedly called "daughter" trembled and whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "Mom, I'm sorry."
Tears fell as the sound came, the tears that she had not shed on the day of Chen Hongmei's funeral.
At home a few dozen meters away, Ni Yue was completely unaware of the deep mother-daughter love that was unfolding between her cousin and the strange old lady.
She lay in bed, staring at her phone in a daze.
Last night, inspired by her tragic life experience, she had an unprecedented creative passion. She wrote furiously all night long. Not only did she finish the latest chapter written for Sister Paoqiu, she also wrote two chapters of her own, totaling more than 8,000 words, and sent it to B Wang's mobile phone at three o'clock in the morning.
I immediately received his reply:?
Ni Yueteng sat up in bed. "Why aren't you asleep so late? Is Miss Paoqiu okay?"
B Wang was not shy: She is fine, I will go to the ground to pee.
Then he said: I will read the first chapter to her tomorrow morning and see what she thinks!
But after waiting for the whole morning today, Ni Yue still didn't get any news from King B.
During lunch break, she did not take a nap as usual, but tossed and turned in bed, occasionally opening her own words and chewing them over again.
One thought feels awesome, the next thought feels like shit.
So, what would Sister Paoqiu think? She felt a bit uneasy, like an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law.
Ni Yue was daydreaming when he was suddenly shocked by several message alerts. He thought they were from King B and quickly opened WeChat.
No, the message came from a new group - "Young Master's Birthday Party".
It turned out that this guy quietly created a group for himself with about a dozen people. He sent several messages in the group, including a group vote, asking everyone to choose the party theme.
I took a quick look and saw themes like: Pretty Boys and Girls Warriors, Uniform Seduction, Sister Hong and Her Male Adults, and cosplaying my favorite food...
She smiled and casually voted for the uniform temptation.
Unexpectedly, the young master @ her almost at the same time: Sister Ni Yue, I don’t have the nurse brother’s WeChat, could you please add him in as well?
Her heart skipped a beat, and she didn't want to make excuses, so she refused directly: Master, I'm sorry, I haven't contacted him recently.
The young master was silent. He must have felt like he had been poured cold water on. He felt very disappointed.
However, Ni Yue had no time to consider his feelings, because King B's message arrived late.
But it was a confusing sentence: The running ball sister called a halt!
She hurriedly asked: "Stop? What do you mean?"
Wang B replied: She insisted that it was not written by me, and she argued with me for the whole morning about it. I was completely defeated by her!
After calming down and thinking for a moment, Ni Yue suggested: This is not a solution. I will go to your house in the evening and have a good talk with her!
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