Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Rich people’s homes are always messy
Lin Wanzhen can't wash herself clean even if she jumps into the Yellow River.
But at this moment, she couldn't say that she was making up lies in front of Lin Guofu just to appease his desire for money.
Of course, the man in front of him didn't seem to need Lin Wan's explanation. He just whispered, "Don't worry."
Lin Wan didn't know what he was trying to reassure her about, but she couldn't help but worry when she thought about how many times Lin Guofu's family had privately contacted Fu Xiuhuai. "In the future, if Lin Guofu and his family contact you, just ignore them. Especially if they ask you for money..."
"It's not a big deal." Fu Xiuhuai obviously didn't take these things as a big deal.
Lin Wan was deeply suspicious that Lin Guofu had asked Fu Xiuhuai for money in the name of her biological father, and immediately became alert: "Did they really ask you for money?"
Fu Xiuhuai turned to look at Lin Wan, calmly and steadily: "I did look for it, but I didn't give it to you."
"That's good." Lin Wan didn't want that family to ask for money in her name, especially Fu Xiuhuai, who had a very strange relationship with her.
"I know you don't want it, so I naturally won't give it to you." Fu Xiuhuai added lightly.
Lin Wan stared at him blankly, as if she could read something from the man's deep sea eyes, but she just turned her head to look out the window.
The Santana drove all the way back to Cuihu Villa. The trees were thick and the light and shadow on the road were crushed into pieces by the tires. Lin Wan's ears kept echoing with the man's last words. She didn't know whether Fu Xiuhuai knew the true relationship between her and Lin Guofu's family.
If he knew, was it from his past self who told him, or was it from his research on marriage partners?
The Fu family's dinner was complete, with seven or eight sumptuous dishes on the long dining table, several of which were Lin Wan's favorites. The old lady specifically instructed that fish, which Lin Wan had recently found disgusting, would be removed from the menu for the next few months.
Zhang Meiying glanced at the menu quickly, twisted her lips, and finally had to eat the food obediently.
After dinner, Zhang Meiying and her husband returned from visiting a neighbor in the villa area. She couldn't help but complain, "Mom is so good to Lin Wan. No wonder she's such a late-born son. Even this late-born son's wife is a treasure."
Fu Xiutong glanced at his wife and asked, "What did I do to offend you?"
"Look at all the dishes on the table, they are all Lin Wan's favorites. She left when she smelled something a little unpleasant, and she won't let you sit at the table later. When I was pregnant with Mingjun, I didn't get this kind of treatment..." The more she talked, the more she felt that her mother-in-law was partial. Zhang Meiying's grievances were like a flood, which could not be stopped.
"What you said is nonsense. How many years were you pregnant with Mingjun back then? Our family was poor, so who dared to choose what to eat and what not to eat? It was good enough to have something to eat. Besides, the only eggs and brown sugar in the house were reserved for you at that time. Mom had said that no one else could touch them."
Zhang Meiying curled her lips, obviously remembering this incident only after being reminded by her husband.
People always like to selectively weaken some memories. She muttered a few words, and when she saw Fu Xiuhuai and Lin Wan standing in the villa yard, she immediately fell silent.
Brothers Fu Xiutong and Fu Xiuhuai were talking to each other. The two brothers were thirteen years apart in age, but since Fu Xiuhuai was always calm, they could chat with each other.
Now one of them is the director of the city’s second steel plant, and the other is the owner of a well-known construction company in the city. Both are successful in their careers, and the topics of their conversations are mostly about the development of Jiangcheng and the current changes in the situation.
On the other side, Zhang Meiying felt a headache when she saw Lin Wan. While gritting her teeth and accepting this sister-in-law, she thought of her son when she saw this face. It was the most annoying thing, so she said goodbye and left.
But she had just taken a few steps when Lin Wan caught up with her and went to the living room together.
"Auntie, where is Fu Mingjun now?" Lin Wansi thought about it and decided that she had to find Fu Mingjun to find out everything.
Between Fu Xiuhuai and Fu Mingjun, she naturally trusts her boyfriend who she has been dating for half a year more.
"What are you looking for Mingjun for?" Zhang Meiying was like a cat with its fur standing on end, her words agitated. "Hasn't it been enough that you've hurt Mingjun? Don't ask about him anymore!"
Lin Wan was confused. When did she harm Fu Mingjun?
But Zhang Meiying didn't want to say more, leaving Lin Wan with only a ruthless back and a reminder: "Also, you are married to Xiu Huai now, so you should call me sister-in-law."
Lin Wan: “…”
The transformation of Fu Mingjun's mother's identity fits in naturally with the play.
Watching Zhang Meiying's back as she went upstairs, Lin Wan took advantage of the fact that no one was around to ask the nanny, Aunt Wang, but she only saw Aunt Wang with an embarrassed look on her face.
"Master Mingjun seems to have gone out of town and hasn't come back yet."
"Out of town? Where exactly?" Lin Wan was curious. What was Fu Mingjun doing out of town? She had never heard that he had any relatives or friends outside of town.
Aunt Wang shook her head: "I don't know about that."
Lin Wan wanted to ask a few more questions, but she heard Aunt Wang sigh, "Madam, listen to my advice. Don't ask about Young Master Mingjun. With your current status...it's not like an aunt to keep asking about her nephew."
Lin Wan: “…”
Aunt Wang returned to the kitchen and while washing the dishes, she silently lamented how messy rich people's homes were. Lin Wan used to be Young Master Mingjun's girlfriend, but now she has become Mr. Fu's wife.
Ouch, it’s such a mess!
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Lin Wan suffered little after becoming pregnant, except that she could not smell some smells. For example, the fish she loved very much in the past could no longer be served on the table, and it seemed that there was only a fishy smell in her nose.
Fu Xiuhuai's mother Jiang Yuehua loves her daughter-in-law very much. She not only asked the nanny to change the menu, but also prepared things for the birth of the child in advance.
Lin Wan couldn't quite feel the presence of her child right now. She looked at the many lists without feeling much. On the contrary, Fu Xiuhuai beside her was listening attentively.
"Mom, I'll have someone prepare everything, don't worry." Fu Xiu remembered how much his mother had suffered when she was young. She was just over sixty years old and already had a lot of chronic illnesses. He was worried that her body couldn't take it.
But the old lady insisted: "How long has it been since we had so many happy events in our family? I am happy, don't worry about it."
Turning to Lin Wan, she said, "This man is not careful. Mom will take care of it for you."
Faced with her enthusiastic mother-in-law, Lin Wan had nothing else to say but nod in agreement.
As soon as the door was closed, Lin Wan's expression of being about to be overwhelmed was not concealed and was seen clearly by Fu Xiuhuai.
The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but he didn't look fierce. He was calm and composed. "That's just how it is, Mom. The last time I held a grandson was over 20 years ago, so it's inevitable that I'm a little excited."
Lin Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She knew who the grandson Fu Xiuhuai was talking about, but she didn't ask much.
After all, there was no sign of Fu Mingjun in the Fu family. The nanny, Aunt Wang, just said that Fu Mingjun had gone out of town for something and had not returned. Zhang Meiying then said that she had harmed Fu Mingjun. It was really strange.
"I'm just a little uncomfortable." Lin Wan felt the kindness of Fu Xiuhuai's mother from the bottom of her heart and did not feel any aversion.
Because she was pregnant, Lin Wan could indeed feel more sleepy than usual. Before eight o'clock in the evening, she felt sleepy and gradually fell asleep while lying on the bed.
Also because of her pregnancy, Lin Wan was woken up by hunger. When she opened her eyes, she saw that it was pitch black outside the window and the moonlight was bright. It must be late at night.
She hadn't woken up hungry so late at night since she became an adult. Lin Wan raised her hand and placed it on her abdomen. She seemed to be able to vaguely feel the slightly bulging outline, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart.
She was so hungry at night that she felt like there was a fire burning in her heart and could not fall asleep again. Lin Wan controlled her voice and got up, tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat.
In the inky darkness, the rustling sound was played very softly. As soon as Lin Wan's feet touched the slippers, she heard the low and hoarse voice of a man behind her.
"I didn't eat much for dinner. Are you hungry?"
Lin Wan was surprised that this man, who was used to doing business, could guess that she was hungry.
When she watched the man take out a can of biscuits and a bag of corn candies from the second drawer of the chest of drawers as if he was familiar with the process, Lin Wan's eyes widened slightly.
"I never keep food in my house. Last time, you were hungry in the middle of the night and couldn't find anything to eat, so you had to go to the kitchen to look for it. That's why I prepared some for emergency." As the man spoke, he unscrewed the red cookie jar, took out a chocolate cookie and fed it to Lin Wan's lips.
Lin Wan's eyes swept over the word "Garden" printed on the jar, and she vaguely remembered the words she had seen in a newspaper advertisement. It was a biscuit brand from Hong Kong, which sold at a high price and was said to be delicious.
The rich chocolate aroma was tempting, but no matter how tempting it was, Lin Wan felt uncomfortable with Fu Xiuhuai feeding her biscuits with his own hands.
In her heart, this person is always an elder.
She took the Garden biscuit with her green fingertips and took a light bite. The chocolate filling wrapped in the crispy biscuit seemed to melt between her lips and teeth, perfectly soothing her late-night hunger.
The corn candy in Fu Xiuhuai's hand is Lin Wan's favorite. When she was a child living in the countryside, she rarely had the opportunity to eat candy. Later, she was admitted to Jiangcheng University in the college entrance examination and finally moved to the city. The first candy she ate in the city was the soft, sweet corn candy.
In her college dorm, she always kept a few jelly corns to keep her company.
Looking at the corn candy that appeared here now, Lin Wan savored the sweet taste in her mouth, and finally felt that the woman who married Fu Xiuhuai and moved into the Fu family was really her.
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Over the next few days, Lin Wan gradually found more and more traces of her past life in the Fu family, including her own unique living habits in every detail.
Similarly, Lin Wan was familiar with the work at the city garment factory and was becoming more and more adept at it.
Two-thirds of the clothes produced by the garment factory last month were sold, and the remaining one-third was piled up in the warehouse. They were finally able to be shipped out in the past few days.
As a newcomer in the factory office, Lin Wan was responsible for following up on the records. She watched the blue pickup truck transport five tons of clothing of various styles and colors. She lowered her head to record the time, pickup truck license plate number, weight and number of clothes, as well as the destination of delivery. Finally, she had to ask the workshop director to sign for confirmation.
Director Huang from the second workshop had just helped with loading goods. His dark blue work clothes were wrinkled from his busy work. He rubbed his sweaty hands on the clothes several times before taking the registration book handed to him by Lin Wan, quickly scanned the information, and signed in the last column.
"Xiao Lin, here you go." Director Huang had little education. He attended literacy classes for several years before learning to write after joining the factory. Now, in front of the college students, he deliberately wrote each stroke beautifully and proudly returned the registration book.
Lin Wan glanced down and asked casually before leaving, "Director Huang, why are the clothes selling out so late this time? It doesn't seem to be like this before."
Director Huang sighed, took out a wrinkled pack of Yunyan cigarettes from his trouser pocket, poured out a cigarette, and just as he put it in his mouth, he heard the reminder from Yang Guifen, an old lady from the factory office who was passing by.
"Old Huang, what are you smoking? Xiaolin just got pregnant and can't stand the smell of cigarettes."
Lin Wan also discovered this a few days ago. After she became pregnant, she couldn't smell fish or smoke. She would feel nauseous and uncomfortable when she smelled them.
"Oh, thank goodness it hasn't been lit yet." Director Huang blew out the match, tucked the cigarette behind his ear, and continued the previous topic: "It's because those supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores are not quick to receive the goods. Our factory has sent them so many New Year's goods, and they were complaining last month."
Lin Wan looked at Director Huang and complained casually, then she lit a cigarette somewhere else and turned to walk towards the factory office.
After hearing this, the old customers of the city garment factory really showed some unusual movements.
The older employees in the factory didn't understand, but Lin Wan, a college student who was always receiving new information and reading newspapers and magazines, naturally understood, especially since many of her classmates were no longer so fond of buying clothes at supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores.
The clothes in department stores are fashionable and most of them are from Hong Kong. They are as fashionable as the beautiful stars on movie posters. Even if you can't afford the clothes in the mall, you can still buy the goods in the street stalls. They are also from the south. The workmanship is worse, but they are cheaper and still look good.
Thinking of this, Lin Wan planned to go to the two department stores in Jiangcheng to check out the situation during her Sunday break.
Jiangcheng Garment Factory, like other jobs, works six days a week, and Sunday is the much-anticipated day of rest.
Lin Wan originally planned to ask her good friend He Qiumei to go shopping in the department store together and find out some information about the past year, but He Qiumei had something to do at home and was unable to go.
Lin Wan, who had gone out, woke up naturally on Sunday and didn't see Fu Xiuhuai. She had heard Fu Xiuhuai mention that he had business to discuss on Sunday, so she hadn't taken it seriously. It would be better if he was busier; she would rather he wasn't home all day.
Lin Wan took a taxi and successfully arrived at the largest department store in Jiangcheng. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got off the car, she heard someone calling her.
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