The few of them laughed and joked happily and went home together.
On the way, Qi Zijin silently listened to the three people's unguarded jokes, which was the ease and joy between brothers and sisters.
Qi Zijin, who always considered himself mature and steady, couldn't help but melt into this relaxed atmosphere.
Especially Zhou Mo. Although she is almost thirty years old, she obviously still has the shadow of a student and... the liveliness of the young people unique to this era.
That is the youthful mentality that many people who have gone through their green years dare not recall, and have never even imagined they could regain.
At the age of thirty, she is lively and would foolishly make wishes to the fireworks.
He is five years older than her, but he has long lost his passion and imagination for life.
Under Zhou Mo's leadership, Liu Hun and Liu Xia also changed their previous behavior and unconsciously developed in Zhou Mo's direction.
Qi Zijin was thinking, maybe this is the preservation function of the campus.
Young office workers who enter society spend their whole day going to and from work and sleeping, living like machines.
Numb and painful, the heart is filled with dissatisfaction and disappointment with the current situation, but powerless to change it.
So I feel anxious and confused.
I want to relax, but there are not many entertainment options, and I am always checking my phone.
The endless stream of entertainment options is always on that small screen.
But looking back at the school days I passed by.
At that time, some people played the guitar, some would dance and perform on the playground, some would make romantic and bold confessions, and some would make wishes to something like Zhou Mo.
It will be more like now, as if chatting with my roommates and classmates, sharing anecdotes around me, and satisfying my desire to express myself without any scruples.
Talking and telling a story is like having a good cry, which makes people feel refreshed.
…
The next day. The fifth day.
The three members of the Zhou family planned to return to Dongjiang today, but the families of Liu Chengfu and Liu Chengyun tried their best to keep them.
So, Zhou Mo returned to Dongjiang before Liu Xiangru and Zhou Zheng.
Because Han Chen is back.
She missed him and wanted to go back to see him.
Although they were separated for only two days, Zhou Mo felt as if they had been separated for a long time.
When we arrived at Dongjiang, it was twelve o'clock noon.
It was just lunch time.
After Zhou Mo drove into the urban area of Dongjiang, he sent a voice message to Han Chen, asking him if he had stayed in bed and had not eaten breakfast. If not, he could order takeout. Anyway, both parents were not at home, so they could order whatever they wanted.
Han Chen responded: The meal is ready, waiting for you to come back.
Zhou Mo was surprised: You didn’t stay in bed this morning?
Han Chen: I set thirty alarms and got up at around nine o'clock.
Zhou Mo: ...
Han Chen: How long do you have left? The food is getting cold.
Next, there is a photo of a table full of food.
Zhou Mo smiled silently. Why is Han Chen becoming more and more like a young wife?
Back home.
As soon as I opened the door, the aroma of food hit me.
Han Chen didn't say anything and hugged her, "I missed you."
Two arms were tightening around her back, making it hard for her to breathe.
"What's wrong? You seem aggrieved," Zhou Mo gently pushed Han Chen away and looked up at his expression.
"I'm not wronged. I'm just worried that you're wronged. I feel bad."
Zhou Mo understood, "Are you talking about your grandfather?"
Han Chen: "Yeah."
Zhou Mo thought for a moment and pulled out the recording of the call. "You must also want to know what your grandfather said. I'm going to relay it to you, and it will be somewhat personal. The recording is here, you can listen to it yourself. But... I'm not as weak as I thought. If I was defeated by a few words from the old man, I wouldn't be Zhou Mo anymore."
Han Chen took the phone, put his arm around her, and turned on the recording with the other hand.
The more he listened, the worse his expression became. Zhou Mo was very worried that he would throw his phone down the next second, so he immediately snatched his phone back.
"It's mine, don't drop it. I just bought it for my PhD, it's still new."
"My grandfather said such harsh words and was so aggressive, and you can still laugh."
"What else? Do you want me to cry?" Zhou Mo said with a smile.
"I couldn't help myself and argued with him at the dinner table, which made him mad. But you, on the other hand, were polite and reasonable with him."
"I can't help it. He's your grandfather after all. I have to consider your feelings even if I don't care about him," Zhou Mo said. "No matter how deep the gap between him and me is, I will still try to restrain myself. If I were to speak without restraint and start a war of words with him, it would be difficult for you to be caught in the middle. By then, both sides would be embarrassed, so I can only try my best to restrain myself and try to reason with him."
Of course, she doesn't care whether it makes sense or not.
She only cared about Han Chen's feelings and opinions, because she wanted Han Chen to know that she was not a person who disrespected the elderly, but a reasonable person.
The one who is unreasonable is Han Hongde.
If she spoke without restraint, instead of sticking to the facts, and said something cursing or inappropriate in a fit of anger, such as "How can you be so stubborn and ignorant, old man?" or "It would be best if your Han family died out", it would only add fuel to the fire between her and Han Chen.
And this is what Han Hongde most wants to see.
He wished she and Han Chen would divorce quickly.
Zhou Mo didn't fall for his trick.
The best counterattack is not how good it feels to confront him, but that she wants to continue living happily with Han Chen.
"You have a good temper already," Han Chen gently stroked Zhou Mo's hair, "If it were me, I might not be able to listen to what he said."
Zhou Mo hugged Han Chen's waist and put his face on his chest. "It's enough for you to feel sorry for me. I'm not RMB. I don't need the whole world to like me."
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