Two days later, the train stopped in Nancheng. Lin Xiaoxiao, Chu Wuyan, and the others got off the train at a leisurely pace after they had all left.
Nancheng is a city she has never set foot in, neither in her past life nor in this one.
Along the banks of the Qinhuai River, the waters flow gently, telling tales of past prosperity and vicissitudes.
The buildings in the southern part of the city are simple and charming, bearing the marks of time. On the streets, bicycles are the most common means of transportation, and the sound of their bells echoes throughout the streets and alleys.
After exiting the station, there is a bus stop right across the street. Buses slowly drive by, their paint peeling off, and the interiors are always crowded.
The sycamore trees stretched their branches and leaves on both sides of the road, and the new green leaves swayed gently in the breeze.
In the corners of the city, factory chimneys belch black smoke, and the roar of machines is the accompaniment to the industrial development of the times.
As soon as Lin Xiaoxiao stepped out of the station and stood still, she heard someone calling her name.
It was Wen Mo and his group.
Before boarding the train in Guangzhou, she told Luo Qingming the arrival time. She wasn't surprised at all when they came to pick her up.
They arrived shortly afterward.
"Dad, Mom." She smiled broadly and gave Wen Shiyu a big hug.
Wen Shiyu's beautiful eyes and brows were full of smiles. Returning to her hometown, she radiated a unique vitality.
Wearing a light green cheongsam with neatly arranged round pearl buttons, the hem of the cheongsam swayed gently like waves with each step she took, like a beautiful woman who had stepped out of the old days of the Republic of China.
Seeing Wen Shiyu like this, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but hug her and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Whose beautiful mother is this?!"
"Oh, so it's my family's."
Wen Shiyu covered her mouth and smiled, gently rubbing Lin Xiaoxiao's face, her voice gentle, "Baby is also very beautiful."
"Of course." Lin Xiaoxiao wasn't embarrassed at all. She covered her face and said with a smile, "Well, what can I do when I have such a beautiful mother?"
Wen Mo and Luo Qingming stood on either side of the two women behind them, watching with smiles as the mother and daughter praised each other.
"Brother Chu." Luo Qingming greeted Chu Wuyan.
Chu Wuyan smiled and nodded, then looked at Wen Mo, "Uncle Wen, hello, my name is Chu Wuyan, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Lin Xiaoxiao told him about finding her biological parents on the train, and that she came to Nancheng to reunite with them.
He didn't say anything more; all he knew was that her parents' surname was Wen.
"Hello." Wen Mo was a man of few words, but upon hearing Chu Wuyan's surname, he couldn't help but ask, "Your surname is Chu, what is your relationship with Chu Weinian and Chu Xiaonian?"
Somewhat unexpectedly, I heard his father's and second uncle's names from his mouth.
Chu Wuyan was slightly taken aback, but still answered truthfully, "Chu Weinian is my father."
"Does Uncle Wen know my dad and second uncle?"
Wen Mo nodded, but said nothing more.
Chu Wuyan wisely refrained from asking further questions, but he was thinking of asking his father if he knew anyone surnamed Wen.
"It's getting late, let's go eat first." Luo Qingming glanced at the time; it was already noon.
Wen Mo looked at Lin Xiaoxiao with a smile on his face, "Don't you like Jiangcheng cuisine? Dad hired an authentic chef to cook especially for you."
Isn't it a bit of an exaggeration to hire a chef specifically to cook for her?
Lin Xiaoxiao tugged at his arm and whispered, "Dad, don't bring your Hong Kong ways to the mainland, okay? Capitalist practices are unacceptable!"
"Be careful not to get reported and then they'll make you work in the fields."
Knowing that his daughter was worried about him, Wen Mo rubbed her head and said domineeringly, "If your father didn't even have this much power, all these years of my life would have been for nothing."
"You're such a tiny little girl, all you need to do is eat and drink all day long, don't worry about anything else."
These words were spoken with an air of domineering confidence, but Lin Xiaoxiao still sensed his disdain for her height.
He channeled his grief and anger into his appetite, and surprisingly ate three bowls of rice at noon.
Wen Shiyu was worried that she was eating too much, but Wen Mo said, "Eat more, so you can grow taller."
Lin Xiaoxiao: "......"
At 1.63 meters tall, she was indeed a bit short compared to Wen Mo, who was 1.89 meters tall, and Luo Qingming, who was 1.86 meters tall.
Even Wen Shiyu is 1.66 meters tall, sigh...
So much sadness! /(ćoć)/~~
After finishing his meal, Chu Wuyan took his leave, as he needed to catch his train back to the capital.
"Rest for one night and leave tomorrow," Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu suggested, urging them to stay.
At the dinner table, Lin Xiaoxiao told them about her relationship with the Chu family. Upon learning that Chu Wuyan was their daughter's godbrother, Wen Mo and Wen Shiyu hoped that he would stay in Nancheng for a couple more days, as a way of showing hospitality.
"Uncle Wen, Aunt Wen, I still have things to do back in Beijing. Once you two arrive in Beijing, I'll show you around properly."
Chu Wuyan did indeed have something to do when he went back; it wasn't an excuse to avoid it.
Seeing this, Wen Mo had his bodyguard drive him to the train station, bought him a soft sleeper ticket, and the bodyguard personally escorted him onto the train.
It can be said that it has achieved perfection.
After chatting with her parents and Luo Qingming for a while, Lin Xiaoxiao started yawning incessantly.
She didn't get much rest during those two days on the train.
Wen Mo quickly told her to go and rest, and that they could talk about other things after she woke up.
Wen Shiyu led her upstairs. They lived in a two-story villa in Nancheng, all of which were Wen Shiyu's properties. Uncle had somehow managed to keep these places from being occupied and to preserve their appearance from twenty years ago.
"Where's Grandpa?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked, not seeing her uncle.
Wen Shiyu pushed open the room door. "Old Min gave him acupuncture for two days, and his condition has improved a lot. Since he can't stay idle, he goes to visit his old friends."
Acupuncture can only control the worsening; only by removing the fragments from the body can the condition be cured.
"Your father said that the success rate of surgery at the Beijing Military General Hospital is high, so he will take Uncle to Beijing for surgery in a while."
Lin Xiaoxiao nodded. She would give him the green pills from her space to eat later, so that his body could be gradually regulated and his old ailments could be cured in less than half a year.
"Take a nap, and when you wake up, Mom will take you out for a walk." Wen Shiyu led her to the bedside.
The sheets, pillows, and duvet cover were all pink. Lin Xiaoxiao was about to complain about whose taste this was when she heard Wen Shiyu say something.
"Your dad made the bed; he's the best at this kind of housework."
Lin Xiaoxiao: "......"
Case solved: straight male aesthetics.
Lin Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, and Wen Shiyu patted the blanket gently like she was coaxing a baby. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her tenderly.
I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up again, it was two hours later.
When she fell asleep, the little one in her belly fell asleep too; when she woke up, the baby woke up as well.
It moved a couple of times, as if telling its mother to play with the baby.
After stretching, Lin Xiaoxiao touched her belly and muttered to the little one inside, "Your dad is probably lying in some deep mountain forest right now."
She felt a gentle kick in her stomach, as if in response.
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