Chapter 164 Thank You

Du Ruo threw the broken mobile phone into the passenger seat and drove all the way home. In the early 1990s, the provincial capital had already been prone to traffic jams, and this section of road was being expanded, making the traffic jam even worse.

Du Ruo looked at the taillights of the car in front of her and walked forward into the night. The moment she stepped into the courtyard, she was surprised to find that Yu Min and her two children were gathered at the kitchen door.

Hearing the door ring, she turned around and found Du Ruo coming back. Yu Min smiled and waved at her. Du Ruo walked over curiously and saw a rare sight.

I saw Yuan Tingchuan wearing an apron standing in front of the stove, busily kneading noodles.

Du Truo sent Yu Min and the two children into the house and leaned against the door frame, watching quietly.

Yuan Tingchuan didn't say much over the past year, but he did a lot, starting with small things and slowly surrounding her. Looking at this man who washes his hands and cooks soup, Du Ruo has a smile on her lips.

This man who appeared in her life due to a change of fate made her heart beat so fast.

"Have you seen enough? If you have, come and help me. I have a rare chance to cook in the kitchen. If I fail, I will cry in front of you."

Du Ruo couldn't help but laugh. She walked forward and hugged the man's waist from behind.

"Then cry for me. I really want to see it. Otherwise, I will prepare a camera to keep it as a permanent souvenir."

Yuan Tingchuan put down his chopsticks, turned around, held her in his arms, raised his wet hands and wiped her face.

A deep voice fell into her ears: "You heartless little thing, you still want to see me cry? I should have let you cry for a while last night. Let's try again today."

Du Ruo raised her cheeks and kissed the man's lips. As their lips and teeth rubbed against each other, she said vaguely, "Thank you." Thank you for always comforting my anxiety, thank you for your tolerance and love.

A smile appeared on Yuan Tingchuan's lips and he kissed her forehead gently.

Du Ruo was so tired during dinner that she lay on top of Yuan Tingchuan and didn't want to get up.

Yuan Tingchuan reached out and gently stroked her long hair, and the two of them snuggled together in silence.

The phone next to Du Ruo rang again, and the person calling was Chen Hong again.

"Boss Du, please help me. I really have no one else to turn to. Please."

Du Ruo let out a sigh, which showed the pity of all parents in the world.

"I'll go there tomorrow."

Yuan Tingchuan slowly parked the car in front of Chen Hong's house and said helplessly to Du Ruo, "Get out of the car, auntie. I had an appointment with Uncle Yang. I accompanied him to Secretary Wang's house today, but I let him go and ran away to the countryside with you. Let's go."

"I told you to go and do your thing, but you had to come with me."

"Do you have any conscience, woman? Has your conscience been eaten up by that lapdog outside?"

Du Ruo followed his gaze and saw a yellow pug squatting in front of the car. She smiled.

After the two got out of the car, before they could raise their hands to knock on the door, a woman with disheveled hair rushed out. It was Chen Hong.

As soon as she saw Du Ruo, she grabbed her sleeve and said incoherently: "I work for you, I can do it, I have been playing with these porcelains since I was a child, I really can do it, please, give me money."

Shen An rushed out of the door, grabbed Chen Hong and dragged her back. Chen Hong struggled desperately. A hint of coldness flashed across Shen An's mouth. He grabbed her hair, turned around and kicked her into the door.

Shen An turned around and said to Du Ruo, "We are husband and wife. I don't agree with her asking you for money. You are such a sucker. Do you want to be ignored by others? I won't give you a penny. Get out of here now."

Chen Hong, who was inside the door, was kicked to the ground by him. Upon hearing this, she rolled and crawled forward, shouting loudly, "Don't go, Mr. Du, please don't go. I beg you, please don't go. I will pay you back, and I will pay you back alone."

Shen An turned around and slapped him, yelling, "Get out of here. You want to pay me back? What are you going to use to pay me back? It's not worth anything if you sell it outside."

Shen's mother rushed out of the house, pulled Chen Hong and said, "You gave birth to such a troublesome thing, and you still have the nerve to cry here? The doctor said that without 200,000 yuan, your son cannot be saved at all. Do you want to kill my son? 200,000 yuan? Do you want him to be a slave for the rest of his life?"

Chen Hong burst into tears in despair, and looked at Du Ruo pleadingly.

"Take care of your own affairs and then come back to me. I will stay here for three days. This is my limit. I have a lot of things to deal with at home. I only have three days. Take care of your affairs and then we can talk about the next step. Otherwise, I will turn around and leave."

If Du Ruo could see clearly, she would realize that the Shen family was no good. She didn't want to waste her money, nor did she want to be blamed after taking the money.

Chen Hong rolled and crawled to rush towards Du Ruo again, but she saw the man next to Du Ruo took a step forward and blocked her way. The man was very imposing, and Chen Hong was frightened. While she was stunned, Du Ruo got into the car with the man and left.

Du Ruo and Yuan Tingchuan were walking side by side in the county town's flea market. There were all kinds of things here, including daily necessities and old items. There were many people coming to see the lively scene, and the market was crowded.

"This plate is quite nice, but it's too expensive. Can you give me a discount?"

"Brother, this is an antique, not a Japanese magazine."

"Have you ever seen such a new antique?"

This is indeed true. The blue and white plate in his hand is brand new. People would believe him if he said it was a new item sold in a Japanese magazine.

"Let me tell you, I got this from an old lady. The old lady said her father was a prince. Do you know what a prince is? He is a royal relative. Now he is in trouble and the old lady is dying, so she picked up all the things and sold them. This is really an antique."

This elder brother is also an expert. He said with a look of disapproval: "Antiques have signatures on the bottom. Yours is smooth and has no signature at all. Which emperor do you think it was made by? Was it an official kiln or a folk kiln? To tell you the truth, I just think the flowers on the top are pretty. I will buy it and use it to enjoy it."

The stall owner touched his nose, still unwilling to give in, and shook his head and said, "Not for sale."

The big brother got up and left. If you don’t want to buy it, then forget it. It’s just a modern handicraft. Who are you trying to scare?

"Can I see it?"

The stall owner looked up and saw a lesbian coming in. She was dressed very fashionably and her temperament was particularly outstanding. The gay man behind her was even more imposing and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

The stall owner became interested and said enthusiastically: "Take a look. If you are not satisfied with that one, I have another one here. Take a look at this one."