"Yun Mo, are you really married?"

Looking at Yang Huiying's cautious and nervous face, Yun Mo smiled and said, "Will my married status affect our relationship?"

Yang Huiying shook her head like a rattle, and her face, which was already as red as an apple, became even redder. "Of course not, I'm just curious, and it's a little unbelievable."

"Are you so surprised that I'm getting married?"

"Of course. You are so beautiful and have good grades. As long as you perform well in the college entrance examination next year, you will have no problem getting into Beijing University. You don't know how much the girls in your class envy you."

"Being married will not affect my admission to Kyoto University."

"But everyone thinks that a girl as outstanding as you will marry someone who is an outstanding intellectual or a big shot in the future..."

After saying that, Yang Huiying suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained, "I don't mean to look down on your husband, I just feel that there is a big gap between you two."

Yun Mo thought for a moment, "There is a little difference. He is much taller than me. Every time I talk to him, I have to look up, and my neck is sore."

After hearing this, Yang Huiying was immediately curious, "How tall is your husband?"

Yun Mo was not sure. She had neither asked nor measured it, but based on her experience and visual estimation, it should be no less than 188.

"About 1.88 meters."

"So tall? No wonder." After thinking about it, Yang Huiying couldn't help but be curious, "Yun Mo, is your husband handsome?"

"It's OK. I like it anyway."

"Then how did you two meet? You were studying at school, and he was working on a construction site. It seemed like you two had nothing in common."

Yun Mo was not in a position to elaborate on the details of the marriage, so she could only answer casually, "It was arranged by my family."

Yang Huiying nodded in understanding, and then looked at her curiously, "So how is your relationship with your husband? Do you like him?"

"I'm so hungry. Let's go to the cafeteria. We'll be out of food soon."

When she heard that there were no more dishes, Yang Huiying stopped chatting and hurriedly pulled Yun Mo towards the cafeteria.

——Do you like him?

While eating, Yun Mo silently thought about the questions Yang Huiying asked her.

During the days when Ling Chuan was away, she couldn't help but worry about him whenever she had some free time, and silently calculated the days until he would come back.

Deep down, she felt that there was nothing wrong with spending her whole life with him like this.

She never excluded him from her future plans.

She thought that she must like Lingchuan a little.

—

In a small restaurant opposite No. 3 Middle School.

While waiting for the food to be served, Zhong Xiaoya gossiped with Yun Yao and Fu Ruman about Yun Mo.

"That Yun Mo is too good at pretending. She pretends to be pure and innocent, but she is actually a married woman. She hangs out with those good-looking boys in class every day. I think she is a woman of loose morals!"

Yun Yao felt very comfortable when she heard Zhong Xiaoya scolding Yun Mo.

"Xiaomo has been pretty since she was young. Boys like to hang around her. She is probably used to playing with boys."

This is not a good evaluation for a woman, especially since Yun Mo is a married woman.

Zhong Xiaoya didn't like Yun Mo in the first place, and now she was even more disgusted with her.

"Nothing, just thinking about a question."

Fu Ruman replied indifferently, obviously not wanting to get involved in the discussion about Yun Mo.

Firstly, her upbringing didn't allow her to speak ill of others behind their backs. Secondly, after learning about the things her uncle had ordered his subordinates to do, she had always felt guilty and uneasy towards Yun Mo, and instinctively resisted discussing anything related to Yun Mo.

As if she had noticed Fu Ruman's aversion to this topic, Yun Yao quickly changed the subject, "Xiaoya, Ruman, are you free this weekend? My friend and I have opened a clothing store on Commercial North Street. All the clothes are the most popular autumn and winter styles this year. We will have an opening event this weekend. Come and have a look. I'll give you a discount."

No girl can resist the temptation of shopping for clothes, and Zhong Xiaoya accepted Yun Yao's invitation without hesitation.

"What kind of clothes do you sell in your store?"

"We have shirts, sweaters, coats, trousers, skirts, scarves, everything. Saturday is our opening event, and all customers who buy even a scarf will receive a gift."

Hearing about the gifts, Zhong Xiaoya became more interested, "What are the gifts?"

"Various small jewelry, flower umbrellas, lipsticks, perfumes, etc. The more you spend, the higher the value of the gifts."

After saying that, Yun Yao looked at Fu Ruman and said, "Ruman, come to our store this weekend. We have a lot of tweed jackets from Hong Kong. They are the most fashionable and popular styles at the moment. I guarantee you won't be able to buy the same ones in other stores."

Fu Ruman was eager to try after hearing Yun Yao's words, and nodded to accept Yun Yao's invitation.

—

Li Dajun went to the countryside after lunch. Now he was the only one at home and he had to take care of the crops in the fields, otherwise he would not have enough food to eat in the second half of the year.

After seeing Li Dajun off, Li Li returned to the main room, looked at the dishes on the table, then turned and went to the room where her daughter Ling Chunhua was resting.

"Bang!"

The loud sound of kicking the door startled Ling Chunhua who was sleeping soundly on the bed. She opened her eyes in a daze, saw Li Li walk into the room, and weakly called out "Mom".

Li Li walked to the bed with a cold face and pulled back the quilt from her body. "Haven't you slept enough after a whole morning? Get up and wash the dishes."

"oh."

Ling Chunhua sat up from the bed with some difficulty, got out of bed, put on her clothes and shoes, endured the pain from her wounds and the strong feeling of dizziness, walked out of the room and went to the main room.

There were two sets of used bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, and there was some fried eggplant left in the vegetable bowl in the middle of the table.

Ling Chunhua touched her rumbling stomach and, despite her hunger, took the dishes and leftovers to the kitchen.

She stepped on a small stool and placed the bowl and chopsticks on the stove. She opened the lid of the pot and saw a small circle of burnt rice crust remaining on the edge of the pot. Ling Chunhua happily picked up a piece of the rice crust and put it into her mouth.

The rice crust was cold, hard and a little bitter, but Ling Chunhua ate it with relish.

There wasn't much rice crust, just a finger-thin circle, and she finished it in just a few bites. Ling Chunhua scooped half a bowl of well water and drank it. Now she felt less hungry.

After washing the dishes and walking out of the kitchen, a broom was thrown at Ling Chunhua's feet.

Li Li stood under the eaves and ordered sternly: "Sweep the floor, sweep every room, and the yard. If you don't sweep it clean, you'll be punished!"

Ling Chunhua silently picked up the broom, endured the dizziness and began to clean the floor room by room.

But she felt very dizzy and weak, so she had to stop sweeping for a while to catch her breath, and then continue sweeping when she felt less dizzy.

I swept and rested for the whole afternoon before I finally finished sweeping the entire yard.

After putting the broom away, Ling Chunhua sat on a small bench under the eaves to rest, and before she knew it, she fell asleep leaning against the wall.

Good night~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)