Lu Yunshen felt the gaze, glanced at the rearview mirror, and his heart trembled.
The way Wang Atai looked at him was so strange.
Grandma Lan noticed that she was looking at her grandson, and her hand unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.
Finally, Wang Atai didn't say anything more, and the car had already entered her village.
Wang Atai's daughter-in-law was waiting for her at the village entrance with a flashlight.
Lin Atai got out of the car to see her off, stopping the others from getting out as well, saying, "We still need to have a few private words with you, please wait a moment."
Lin Ziyan glanced at them, her eyes flickering slightly.
Grandma didn't say much before getting into the car.
The two villages are not far apart. After watching the car turn around, Wang Atai and her daughter-in-law slowly walked towards home.
"Mother, why did you suddenly go to the city? Did you make up with Aunt Lin?" Daughter-in-law Li Cuihua couldn't help but ask.
She didn't have a child after she married into the family, and her mother-in-law never complained. Now that her husband has gone to sea, he's been sending her letters, and she seems to be doing nothing about it.
Later, her mother-in-law suggested that she adopt someone else's child, which Li Cuihua thought was a joke.
Unexpectedly, she returned with a baby girl not long after.
Li Cuihua cried all day that day, deeply respecting her mother-in-law.
Without her husband, it's more accurate to say that her mother-in-law is keeping her company rather than her being with her mother-in-law.
"When have we ever been bad?" Wang Atai asked calmly.
Li Cuihua twitched her lips, but didn't say anything.
Of course it's not good, we haven't been in touch for so many years.
Suddenly they were holding hands and returning to the village. When she didn't see clearly that it was Lin Atai, she thought her mother-in-law had found her old man and that he was a rich old man.
Of course, she certainly wouldn't dare tell her mother-in-law this idea, for fear of being glared at by her.
Li Cuihua: "Mother, your old group of girlfriends came to invite you out again today..."
She chattered on and on about what had happened that day, as if she had been waiting for her mother-in-law to come home and tell her these everyday stories.
When Wang Atai reached her doorstep, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.
“Ahua, you should get used to chatting with the aunties around you more when I’m not around.”
Li Cuihua's heart skipped a beat, and she almost dropped her flashlight. The orange beam of light veered off course and shone onto the door.
Wang Atai pushed open the door and entered. The moonlight bathed the floor, while the shadows of the eaves blocked out the silvery light.
With a calm expression, she walked to the wicker chair, picked up a palm-leaf fan, and slowly fanned herself.
Li Cuihua stood motionless at the door, her eyes moist, watching the scene before her as if trying to etch it into her mind.
Wang Atai closed his eyes and fell asleep in no time, while the chair continued to rock.
The shadows swayed back and forth, intersecting with the shadows of the trees, like a moving painting.
Li Cuihua closed the door, went straight to the main room, and took out a thin blanket to cover her.
She sat on a small stool to the side, watching her swaying shadow on the ground, tears dripping onto the shadow...
For the next few days, she followed Wang Atai wherever she went, as if she was afraid that Wang Atai would suddenly disappear.
Grandma Wang let her come along; her granddaughter was in high school and not at home, and her daughter-in-law was bored at home alone.
Go to the market, go to the temple for a vegetarian meal, go to the beach to collect seafood...
Finally, Wang Atai brought her to the Lin family.
The Lin family has many children, so when Li Cuihua arrived, she played with the children and stopped spending time with her mother-in-law.
After returning, Lin Atai stayed in the village, at most going to the vegetable garden to water the vegetables, and didn't go anywhere else.
Mengmeng and Doudou can already talk, and they call out "Grandma" all day long.
When Wang Atai came to the Lin family's house, they surrounded her, staring at her with their big eyes.
"Grandma Lin, you need to control them. They're making me uneasy." Grandma Wang felt her face burning.
Mengmeng took the initiative to step forward, hugged her leg, and called out "Grandma".
Wang Atai's heart felt as if it had collapsed, filled with a soft, childlike voice.
Lin Atai raised an eyebrow. "She chose you, so remember to pass on your skills to her."
Dou Dou blinked and rushed straight into Li Cuihua's arms.
Grandma Lan's eyelids twitched as she looked at Lin Atai questioningly.
The courtyard gate is closed, so everyone can speak freely.
"It's alright, it's good for Mengmeng to learn some skills to support herself." Grandma Lin's gaze softened as she patted Mengmeng's head.
She thought to herself, "This child really knows how to choose people."
Wang Atai's talent is something that can be passed down, something that others can't obtain no matter how much they beg.
Lin Atai's talent, however, cannot be passed down; it depends on fate.
Grandma Lan nodded after hearing this, without asking any further questions.
Grandma Wang picked up Mengmeng and let her sit on her lap.
"The little girl is just as lucky as her mother; she has a good eye."
At that moment, Lin Ziyan was at the port when she suddenly sneezed.
With the Lunar New Year approaching, today is the last batch of goods to be shipped.
The port entrance is now blocked, and a long line of cars has formed behind it, almost blocking the entrance to the small commodity wholesale market.
The port has been closed for an hour, and there has been no notification of reopening.
"Would you like to put on another layer? Although the temperature is 27 degrees now, it's still a bit chilly in the shade." Lu Qiuying's belly was showing, and this time she was wearing a maternity dress and a thin knitted cardigan.
Lin Ziyan shook her head, feeling that someone was talking about her, otherwise she wouldn't have suddenly sneezed.
Lu Qiuying sat on a chair to the side, looking at the shimmering sea, her brows slightly furrowed.
She had no idea who this important person was who had come today, that the navy had ordered the port to be closed.
Are they here to inspect the port?
Rongkai Group will send someone over; she already received their fax.
"How is Grandma's health?" Lu Qiuying asked casually. She had been busy with prenatal checkups and organizing various acceptance documents lately and hadn't had time to go back to the village.
When she returned to the city that day, she was picked up by her colleagues from the Ministry of Commerce as soon as she left the hospital.
She's been so busy until now that she finally had some free time to come and check out the port.
"I still go to the vegetable garden several times a day to water the vegetables, so it's not much different from before," Lin Ziyan said with a smile.
She knew in her heart that it was thanks to Wang Atai that her grandmother was healthy.
Only a few people knew about this, and everyone kept it to themselves without saying it aloud.
“If the port isn’t open, the truck drivers behind us will probably cause trouble,” Lin Ziyan said worriedly, looking towards the entrance.
Trucks that were supposed to leave were also blocked off and prevented from going out.
Fortunately, Hairun's goods had already been loaded onto the ship, otherwise they would have had to wait a long time.
Tiny golden rays spread across the sea surface as the setting sun slowly approached the horizon.
The light blue and orange-red hues, like a natural painter, create a unique and exquisite painting with just a few strokes.
A ship, escorted by a frigate, slowly entered the port.
The white boat stood out conspicuously on the azure sea.
Fangjie got off the cargo ship and went straight to them.
"Ayan, I forgot to tell you something important..."
She jogged over and breathed a sigh of relief after speaking.
Lin Ziyan blinked. "Could it be related to that ship?"
Fang Jie nodded, her expression complex.
Lu Qiuying's pupils contracted when she saw the person standing on the deck of the ship.
It was him?
No wonder the port was closed; the entire city of Fukushima must still be on high alert right now.
"It seems impossible for me to go home early tonight," Lin Ziyan said quietly.
She followed Lu Qiuying's gaze, a glint of light flashing in her eyes...
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