Chapter 2 Chapter 2 I met my boyfriend’s uncle after a year…
No event could be more shocking than my marriage to my boyfriend's uncle.
Lin Wan hurriedly finished her breakfast and returned to her bedroom to search carefully. She came back with different results and found even more.
There were four beige wardrobes, and in the innermost one hung men's clothes, shirts, and several Mao suits. The styles were simple and elegant, and the colors were dark and low-key. These clothes were definitely not Fu Mingjun's style, but rather resembled those of his uncle, Fu Xiuhuai.
The other three wardrobes were filled with brightly colored women's clothing.
Lin Wan saw that there were many of her own old clothes among them, including plaid shirts, floral short-sleeved shirts, solid-color dresses made from torn cloth in the past few years... as well as a large number of high-end ready-made clothes with exquisite fabrics, which were high-priced clothes sold in department stores. Every piece seemed to be her size.
There was also a notebook in the desk drawer, covered with a yellow calendar. The handwriting on the pages was flowing, and it was hers.
Her green fingertips gently stroked the notebook that had been with her for many years. As she flipped through the pages, Lin Wan saw a prenatal check-up form in the middle. It clearly stated her name, Lin Wan, and her relevant information, indicating that she was 17 weeks pregnant. The notebook also had notes about the prenatal check-up on October 5th, also in her own handwriting.
On top of the desk are piled several poetry and novel collections that have accompanied him for many years.
It seems that everything I have is really settled in this strange place.
When Lin Wan found a bright red marriage certificate in the drawer, she was stunned. Her name and Fu Xiuhuai's were clearly written on the certificate, and there was even a two-inch photo of the two of them next to it.
In the photo, my eyebrows are soft and there is a slight smile on the corner of my mouth.
Suppressing all the doubts in her heart, Lin Wan changed out of her nightgown, avoided the piles of high-end ready-made clothes, and only picked out a blue plaid dress made from torn cloth two years ago.
Because she was only three months pregnant, her belly was not noticeable. In the mirror, Lin Wanqing was thin, with a fair and rosy oval face. She looked energetic and in good spirits. Her slender waist was covered by the dress, and she didn't look pregnant at all.
Although she was in an unfamiliar environment, fortunately there were many familiar objects in the room. Lin Wan finally went out carrying the cloth bag that had accompanied her for several years, ready to find familiar relatives and friends to inquire about the situation.
Before yesterday, Lin Wan had never been to the Fu family villa. She only knew that Jiangcheng had developed rapidly after the reform and opening up, and high-rise buildings had sprung up in the south of the city.
Six-story department stores, commercial housing, and villas have created a wealthy area in the south of the city. The Fu family, the richest family in Jiangcheng, lives in Cuihu Villa in the south of the city.
Completed four years ago, Cuihu Villas was the first villa complex in Jiangcheng. Surrounded by lush greenery, the cluster of white villas sits within, separated by the rippling Youxin Lake. At a time when commercial housing in Jiangcheng was priced at 700 to 800 yuan per square meter, villas in the complex were already priced at 2,000 to 3,000 yuan per square meter, with individual properties commanding a hefty price tag of 400,000 to 500,000 yuan.
In the past two years, Lin Wan has seen advertisements for various garden houses in newspapers and magazines, but she only lamented that the prices were high and not affordable for ordinary people.
That is to say, just like the Fu family, who took advantage of the spring breeze of reform and opening up, the first batch of smart businessmen seized the opportunity and quickly became rich, and only then were they able to afford to move into the villa area.
The villa area with beautiful environment is too large and far away from the bus station. Even taxis are rare. Those who live here are either rich or noble, so how can they not have private cars?
Lin Wan walked along the tree-lined path for about ten minutes when she suddenly heard the sound of a car horn.
A black Santana sedan stopped in front of Lin Wan, and the window rolled down, revealing a pretty face.
The young woman, holding the steering wheel, with clear eyes and a smile on her face, greeted enthusiastically, "Lin Wan, where are you going? Is this how Fu Xiuhuai treats his wife? He has no compassion for women at all."
Lin Wan didn't recognize the woman in front of her, but she could roughly guess that this person should be a neighbor of the Fu family's villa area, and should be someone she had known during the year when she disappeared inexplicably.
The visitor was kind and enthusiastic, so she could only smile slightly: "I had something urgent to do and had to go out."
"Let me take you there." The Santana owner greeted enthusiastically, "Hurry up and get in the car."
It took a long time to reach the bus stop, and there was no taxi in sight. Lin Wan was never willing to put herself in a difficult position, so it was a good thing to be able to get a ride.
"Excuse me, just park outside at the nearest bus stop."
"No, I just need to stop for a moment. Where are you going? I'm not in a hurry."
Hearing this, Lin Wan didn't refuse: "Qinglian District Hushan Street."
After hearing Lin Wan's address, the woman drove out of the villa area and turned left, muttering to herself, "You should also ask Fu Xiuhuai to buy you a car. He earns so much money, he should spend it on his wife... Oh, no, you're just pregnant now, you should wait until after you give birth."
Hearing her name being linked again and again with that of her boyfriend's uncle Fu Xiuhuai, Lin Wan felt her ears burning and her whole body uncomfortable.
But no matter how uncomfortable I feel, I have to find out what's going on.
On the way from Cuihu Villa to Qinglian District in the north of the city, Lin Wan made some tentative attempts and found out the background of the enthusiastic Santana owner.
The car owner, He Yanni and her husband, happened to be neighbors of the Fu family. He Yanni's husband had business dealings with Fu Xiuhuai, and the two families had a close relationship.
The young He Yanni seemed to get along particularly well with her. When getting off the car, she even invited Lin Wan to go shopping in a few days.
Lin Wan agreed vaguely, thanked him, and went straight to the home of her best roommate in college.
The north of the city is the earliest developed area in Jiangcheng. The railway station, bus station and the popular tube-shaped buildings in the 1970s and 1980s are mostly located in this area.
Lin Wan's parents worked in a garment factory in the north of the city. After working for more than ten years, they were finally allocated a two-bedroom apartment in a 30-square-meter tube-shaped building.
Lin Wan's roommate He Qiumei's family also lives in the north of the city. The family of six lives in a tube-shaped building of more than 30 square meters.
Today is Sunday and He Qiumei is not at work. She was busy at home when she saw Lin Wan suddenly coming over and was surprised.
"Aren't you tired of coming here while pregnant?"
From the first words of her roommate's gentle concern, Lin Wan felt vaguely worried. It seemed that she had no reluctance to marry her boyfriend's uncle Fu Xiuhuai?
"It's okay. Qiumei, let's go out and talk for a while."
Lin Wan and He Qiumei were talking along the river bank in the north of the city. It was from a trusted friend that Lin Wan learned that she had actually married her boyfriend's uncle Fu Xiuhuai five months ago.
He Qiumei still finds it incredible, but she respects her friend's decision. "Even though you didn't explain what happened between you and Fu Mingjun, and you married him...that Mr. Fu, it's fine now that you've thought it through. Actually, when Fu Mingjun confessed his feelings to you, you didn't really like him either. Maybe it's just not meant to be."
Lin Wan recalled the time in the first semester of her junior year when the handsome Fu Mingjun confessed his love to her while playing the guitar.
After the reform and opening up, young people who were used to listening to red songs could not help but fall in love with decadent music. Later, pop songs became popular, rock music became all the rage, and playing guitar and singing literary songs became the most common scene on university campuses.
Fu Mingjun was tall and handsome, and his confession while playing the guitar was indeed eye-catching. However, Lin Wan was not prepared to agree at that time. If she had not learned about the old story later, she would not have given in so quickly.
After the two confirmed their relationship, Lin Wan discovered that Fu Mingjun was even more childish and lively than she had imagined. He was so carefree that all his energy was spent on eating, drinking and having fun.
Later, Lin Wan felt that he was disturbing her studies and part-time job, so she strictly limited the number of times he could come to her for dinner and chat, which made Fu Mingjun complain repeatedly.
Even so, half a year after the two confirmed their relationship, Fu Mingjun was already thinking about meeting each other's parents. He came to the door with all kinds of expensive gifts and made Lin's parents smile happily. When he was ready to invite Lin Wan to his home again, Lin Wan didn't remember to tell him that his mother had contacted him privately, and that was a year later.
Lin Wan was certain of the current situation. She was puzzled but could only analyze the situation calmly, trying to find an answer from her friend: "Qiumei, don't you think it's strange that I married my ex-boyfriend's uncle?"
If she could possibly tell anyone about her inner thoughts, it would most likely be He Qiumei. However, based on Lin Wan's understanding of herself, it was almost impossible for her to reveal such a slightly strange and embarrassing thing to anyone.
Lin Wan had a clear understanding of herself, and He Qiumei didn't know why. "It's a little strange, but you're unwilling to talk about it. But what does it matter? If you want to marry, then marry. It won't affect our relationship no matter who you marry."
Lin Wan felt relieved. She shook her friend's hand and asked tentatively, "By the way, how is your work going now?"
"It's not bad. I've just been working at the steel mill for three months. My parents are here too, and I know a lot of uncles and aunts who are taking good care of me." He Qiumei held Lin Wan's hand, still puzzled by her other decision. "How about you, how are you doing at the garment factory? The director of the garment factory really values talent and thinks highly of you, training you to be a cadre in the future. We've studied for so many years, and we've finally made it."
Lin Wan nodded. It turned out that she was assigned to a garment factory after graduation.
Jiangcheng Garment Factory is one of the best state-owned factories with good treatment, especially employee benefits. In the era when fabric was scarce, employees could be allocated a few extra feet of fabric, which made many people envious.
After graduation, I will work in a garment factory. As a key college student, I will definitely develop into a factory leader in the future. This is a good path.
After getting some information from her friends, Lin Wan confirmed that she had indeed married her boyfriend's uncle Fu Xiuhuai five months ago and was three months pregnant. It even seemed to be voluntary. She took a taxi back to Cuihu Villa and was lost in thought in her exquisitely decorated bedroom.
When she woke up, she suddenly found that she had a husband whose identity was very awkward for her. What should she do?
Lin Wan knew herself well. Even if she broke up with Fu Mingjun, she would never have anything to do with his uncle.
Especially now that she has a three-month-old baby in her belly, Lin Wan suddenly finds that life's problems are coming one after another.
I quickly found the storage box where I usually kept my savings. In the iron box deep in the closet were my things and more than a thousand yuan.
Lin Wan knew her entire savings back in 1994—a little over 200 yuan, all earned from part-time jobs during the winter and summer holidays. How could she have so much more now? Thinking about it, she had only graduated for three months. If everything went well, she should have been working by now. Perhaps it was all her savings?
There were so many questions that Lin Wan felt a bit overwhelmed. The most important thing at the moment was that she was hungry again...
I often neglected sleep and food when I was studying, but I didn’t expect that I would feel so hungry now because of my pregnancy.
Now that things have come to this, let’s eat first.
You have to fill your stomach before you have the energy to solve the problem.
Aunt Wang was very quick and efficient and prepared lunch on the table, which was all Lin Wan's favorite dishes.
"Madam, Mr. Fu asked me to make dishes that you like and that you won't feel bad about eating. Come and try them."
Aunt Wang kept calling Lin Wan Mr. Fu, which made her feel uncomfortable.
While eating braised beef, Lin Wan pondered how this inexplicable marriage should be handled. As for the child in her belly...
Until Aunt Wang's joyful call interrupted her thoughts.
"Madam, Mr. Fu is back!" Aunt Wang went to the yard to collect clothes. Seeing the male owner of the villa coming home, she hurriedly greeted the hostess in the dining room.
Hearing this, Lin Wan's hand holding the chopsticks almost lost its balance, and she looked suddenly towards the door of the villa.
Her current nominal husband, boyfriend, and uncle Fu Xiuhuai is back!
At the door of the villa, a man in a dark gray Zhongshan suit with narrow eyes and deep eye sockets was looking at her and walking slowly towards her.
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