Wen Liyu quickly interrupted the conversation with the system and stopped discussing the thinking circuits of the middle-aged aunt and the elderly mother-in-law.
She got out of bed and ran to the door, grabbed the door handle, unlocked it and pulled it open, "Uncle, you're back!"
Fu Wenting stood behind the door, looking at her quietly with his eyes lowered, and raised his big, broad hand and stretched it out towards her.
Wen Liyu shrank her neck and closed her eyes with some fear and grievance.
She was obviously afraid of being scolded by her uncle and could have chosen to close the door and hide in the room, but she just stood there and didn't leave.
Fu Wenting didn't hit her or scold her as she expected. He just reached out and tidied her messy hair. "Are you hungry?"
"Ah?" Wen Liyu blinked blankly, "Fortunately, I'm not hungry now."
Fu Wenting nodded, his eyes passing over her head and looking into the room. "Well, what has Xiaoyu been doing at home today?"
"I didn't do anything." Wen Liyu shook her head and took the initiative to give up her seat to her uncle.
Fu Wenting touched her head and asked, "Did Aunt Lin say anything to you?"
"Hmm..." Wen Liyu blinked and said tentatively, "She said I wasn't doing my job properly and was sticking to my uncle all day, so she told me not to look for you."
"Xiaoyu, don't listen to her." Fu Wenting's face turned slightly cold. "Anything else?"
"Also, Grandma Lin only gave me pickled radish to eat in the morning, but I didn't like it, so she said I had no manners."
Wen Liyu suddenly tasted the sweetness of complaining, pouted her lips in grievance, and began to recount what Grandma Lin had said to her.
Whenever she said something, Fu Wenting would comfort her with a cold face, "Don't worry, Xiaoyu, you won't see her again."
"…" Wen Liyu was startled by the implication in his words, "Uncle, this… Grandma Lin's crime does not deserve death. No, no, I mean…"
She explained in a panic that Grandma Lin had only said a few words to her, had not hit her, and had not treated her harshly.
The bedding and items in the guest room were all brand new, and it was obvious that someone had carefully cleaned them for her. Although Grandma Lin was a bit...
But she is the elder, and the one who raised her uncle, so she should be more respectful to Grandma Lin.
It would be too serious to just kill someone directly.
She complained just to let her uncle vent her anger.
"Xiaoyu, what are you thinking about?" Fu Wenting stopped helplessly, "Pack your things and take you to another house."
"Ahem." Wen Liyu smiled embarrassedly, "I was wrong."
She took her uncle back to the guest room and found that her originally messy bed was tidied up very neatly, and the scattered clothes were folded and placed on the table.
"This seems to have been sorted out by Grandma Lin." Wen Liyu felt a little guilty and sour, as if she had done something bad, but she had done nothing wrong.
"Yeah." Fu Wenting understood what she meant and raised his hand to rub her head. "Don't think too much."
Wen Liyu was immediately comforted by him and began to pack her things.
Grandma Lin, who was busy preparing dinner downstairs, heard the noise and hurried upstairs to find out what they were doing.
"Xiaoyu, are you leaving?" Grandma Lin wiped her wet hands with her apron, leaving water marks on it. She smiled, her eyes narrowed. "I'll do it, I'll help you clean up."
Grandma Lin walked over to the bedside, helped her put away the remaining things, and put some freshly bought fruits into the bag. "These are the peaches I just bought today. They are big and sweet. Take them and eat them on the way."
“…Thank you, Grandma Lin.” Wen Liyu was shocked in her heart. Could this old woman change her expression so quickly? In the morning, she acted as if she had no interest in anything to do with her.
Knowing that she was leaving, Grandma Lin did not deliberately target Wen Liyu when she set the table for dinner in the evening. She smiled and asked her to eat more, and even wanted to pick some food for her.
Wen Liyu looked at her like a stranger. She didn't expect that just because she was leaving, Grandma Lin's attitude towards her would be so different. She really couldn't understand what the elderly were thinking.
Fu Wenting, however, looked like he was used to it. He calmly picked up the dishes and ate, and silently stopped Grandma Lin from picking up celery for Wen Liyu.
After dinner, Fu Wenting put on his coat and picked up Wen Liyu's bag filled with fruits and snacks. "Let's go."
"Okay." Wen Liyu hurriedly followed, thought for a moment, turned around and waved to Grandma Lin, "Goodbye, Grandma."
"Okay, bye, bye." Grandma Lin raised her hand perfunctorily and nodded. "Director, please come back early after you send Xiaoyu off. I made chicken soup for you."
"I can eat it when I get back."
Fu Wenting didn't even turn his head and said, "No need, Aunt Lin can eat it yourself."
Without waiting for Grandma Lin to answer, she continued, "I've been busy lately and haven't been back yet."
"Hey? Director, wait a minute..." Grandma Lin was a little anxious. She wanted to chase after him but she couldn't.
She has been living alone in such a big house. Every day she can only talk to people next door after get off work. She feels lonely every day.
Fu Wenting is so busy that he may not come back once a month.
When she heard him say he was coming back yesterday, she was so happy, but he left after only staying for one day.
The more Grandma Lin thought about it, the more upset she felt. The back of her old, wrinkled hand rested on the door frame, and her cloudy eyes were filled with tears.
She didn't understand what she had done wrong, and the increasingly rapid development of society made her feel anxious.
She could only keep talking about her past experiences, trying to find someone who could understand her thoughts.
But there was no one.
She seemed to be pushing everyone further and further away.
Wen Liyu keenly sensed something was wrong and turned her head to look at the entrance of the villa.
Grandma Lin sat on the steps, staring blankly in their direction, but seemed not to be looking at them.
Like all elderly people living alone, he sat at the door and looked at the sky all day long.
"What's wrong?" Fu Wenting put her things away.
Wen Liyu paused, "What do elderly people usually do when they are alone at home?"
Fu Wenting didn't expect her to ask such a question, "Do housework?"
"Hmm..." Wen Liyu withdrew her gaze and sat in the car.
What if the housework is done? Or if everything that can be done is done, and she is left alone, what else can she do?
Wen Liyu withdrew her thoughts and stopped thinking about it.
She looked out the window and suddenly remembered something. She turned her head quickly and said, "Uncle, should I go home?"
How could my uncle suddenly take me away so confidently?
Fu Wenting calmly signed the documents under his command and said, "Well, Xiaoyu, do you want to go home?"
"My parents should be waiting for me at home," Wen Liyu said. "Besides, it's not raining or typhooning today, so I can't keep disturbing my uncle."
Fu Wenting handed the document to the passenger seat and put the pen back in his pocket. "I told my sister that Xiaoyu is very good and smart. She will follow me and help me with things in the future."
"Ah?" Wen Liyu was stunned.
"Your mother is very happy and asked me to tell Xiaoyu to work hard by my side."
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