Chapter 2 Chapter 2 The right to use half a bed
After Liu Mianmian left the east wing, she didn't do anything. She just went to the kitchen to get the leftover longan tea from entertaining guests today, threw it on the ground in the yard with a clang, and then screamed a few times in a low voice.
After everyone in the family came out of the house, she put on her best acting skills and said to them in a panic, "I just heard a noise outside, so I peeked through the crack in the door out of curiosity, and saw someone sneaking past outside. I was so scared."
In addition to Shen Bokang and Yu Wan, and the siblings Shen Weizhuo and Shen Weiyun, the nanny Aunt Liu and her husband Uncle Wang also live in this yard.
Uncle Wang opened the gate and looked around. The big red lanterns were swaying in the wind. The alley was empty. Where was the human figure?
Liu Mianmian pointed in a direction, "He ran that way." He then murmured shakily, "A thief broke into our compound years ago. He ransacked several houses and went undetected. Clothes were scattered all over the hallway. I woke up this morning and saw them. I was nearly scared to death."
Aunt Liu loved to hang out with the neighbors and gossip. Hearing this, she recalled something she had heard a while ago and said in horror, "These days, people really value money over their lives. I heard earlier this year that in the first county of Heilongjiang Province, bank robbers killed three employees and their bodies were burned."
When Liu Mianmian mentioned thief, she immediately thought of robbery.
Yu Wan: "Oh, Sister Liu, please stop talking. It's late at night. Don't scare the children."
Regardless of whether it was a thief or not, if someone was sneaking around in the alley late at night, they had to go check it out. Shen Bokang took Uncle Wang out and prepared to find the neighbors to walk around the alley together.
When Liu Mianmian saw Uncle Wang holding a stick as thick as his hand, she almost couldn't help laughing.
Uncle Wang would be better off using this stick to give that scumbag Zhu Yongqi a good beating.
After the two men left, only the women, children, and the sick were left at home. Aunt Liu quickly bolted the gate and asked Liu Mianmian, "Are you hungry, Miss Liu? Can I make you a bowl of noodles? I still have some chicken soup left from Weizhou. It's delicious when cooked with noodles."
Liu Mianmian maintained the original owner's difficult personality and raised her chin slightly: "I'm not hungry." After that, she turned around and walked towards the east wing, looking like "I don't want to bother with you people."
Before she took two steps, she heard Shen Weiyun's voice behind her: "Mom, look at this woman. Aunt Liu is obviously kind-hearted! But she treats her kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs!"
"You kid, what are you talking about this woman and that woman? She is your sister-in-law!"
"She's not my sister-in-law! Does she look like she's here to marry my brother? To me, she looks more like a debt collector. Our family doesn't owe her anything, it's two thousand yuan for the betrothal gift, and she's causing gossip about my brother. I heard everything today!"
In the 1980s when the average salary was only a few dozen yuan, the Shen family actually paid a betrothal gift of 2,000 yuan?
Initially, Liu Mianmian thought the Shen family had acted dishonestly, leveraging their power to trick a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl into marrying the terminally ill Shen Weizhou. But upon closer inspection, the original owner had married into a wealthy family with a hefty dowry. As long as she had the money, even if Shen Weizhou died soon, she could still live a good life. At the very least, it would be more comfortable than living with her biological parents.
Wait, two thousand dollars?
The original owner didn't have that much money.
Is Shen Weiyun talking nonsense, or did the original owner's biological parents take the money without letting the original owner know?
Liu Mianmian wasn't the original owner, so she had no prejudice against her biological parents. Objectively speaking, she felt the latter was more likely. She would definitely get to the bottom of this matter later, but now she was really sleepy, so she decided to go to bed first.
The desk lamp was still on in the room. Shen Weizhuo had already lain down again, his body bulging like a bag again.
Liu Mianmian was actually not used to sharing a bed with a strange man, but she couldn't sleep on a chair, especially not for just one or two days.
After hesitating for a while, Liu Mianmian walked over quietly, took off her shoes, got on the bed, and tried to get in by sliding along the foot of the bed.
This time he was lucky and didn't step on Shen Weizhuo, but stepped firmly on the bed board.
But before Liu Mianmian could breathe a sigh of relief, Shen Weizhuo suddenly turned over. Liu Mianmian just raised her foot, and it seemed that it was about to step on Shen Weizhuo. She quickly retracted it, but her body was unstable and she fell onto the quilt.
Liu Mianmian: “…”
Not daring to look at Shen Weizhuo, she hurriedly crawled in, pulled over another quilt, and rolled herself into another bulge.
It’s okay, as long as I’m not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
It is the instinct of salted fish to take things as they come. Since time travel has become a fact, Liu Mianmian didn't think too much about it and fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
Two people and two quilts filled the bunk bed, which was about 1.5 meters wide. The quilt was therefore particularly warm. Soon, Liu Mianmian was so hot that she stretched her arms and legs out of the quilt. She turned around and, with a loud bang, her arm hit Shen Weizhou on the head.
Shen Weizhou, who couldn't sleep and was resting with his eyes closed, said: "..."
He sat up and looked at the woman inside with disgust.
The quilt was kicked into a ball, with most of her body exposed. Her body not only pressed down her own quilt, but also pressed down the corner of his quilt. She slept in a very frantic manner.
Shen Weizhou frowned tightly. After a while, he grabbed Liu Mianmian's hand and turned her over.
It’s okay, he can still sleep even if there are monsters or zombies next to him, let alone a woman?
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Liu Mianmian had a dream. She dreamed that she was climbing a volcano on foot. After a lot of effort, she finally reached the crater. As a result, ice rain came down from the volcano. It was like a world of ice and fire. Half of her body was scorched by the volcano, and the other half was soaked in the ice rain, shivering with cold.
When I opened my eyes, I found that I was only half covered with the quilt, half of my body was exposed and freezing cold.
Shen Weizhuo had already gotten up and placed the quilt neatly folded in the corner.
Liu Mianmian sighed silently. She didn't know how long this life of only having the right to use half of a bed would last.
It’s not that she hopes Shen Weizhuo will die, but with the Shen family’s connections, if he could be cured, he would have been cured long ago. Now that it has been dragged on like this, there is definitely no way.
After all, in the original book, Shen Weizhuo did die of illness not long after.
What can I do? Just bear with it for now.
Liu Mianmian got up, looked at Shen Weizhuo's quilt, then looked at the one she had folded. It was wrinkled and crooked, the contrast was simply terrible.
Forget it, no matter how well you fold it, you won’t sleep more comfortably.
Taking out the suitcase from the corner, Liu Mianmian picked and chose, and picked out a pair of light gray pants and a top of the same color. The jacket was still the maroon loose-fitting suit that the original owner wore yesterday.
There was a mirror embedded in the newly built three-door wardrobe. The person in the mirror was about 80% similar to her in her previous life, only a little younger and thinner, with his brows habitually slightly furrowed, and he seemed to have a bad temper.
Liu Mianmian raised her eyebrows, and the expression of the person in the mirror suddenly became lively.
Suits of this era all have shoulder pads, but fortunately the one she's wearing isn't thick, so it doesn't look weird, but rather elegant. The texture of her pants and inner layer is also very good. Liu Mianmian scratched her long hair that was messed up from sleeping and thought that if she added some lipstick, she would definitely be a retro Hong Kong style beauty.
Liu Mianmian rolled up the cotton pajamas that the original owner had changed out of, as well as the pink shirt and navy blue trousers that the original owner had worn yesterday. Holding the rolled clothes, she opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, she saw Aunt Liu standing outside with a broom. Liu Mianmian was startled and puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Aunt Liu reacted quickly, grabbing the broom and scratching the ground twice, then said unconvincingly, "I'm sweeping the floor."
Liu Mianmian looked at her without saying anything.
Aunt Liu gave a dry laugh and said, "Last night they caught a thief-looking young man and sent him to the police station. He insisted he wasn't a thief and said he knew you and was looking for you. The police station told you to come over today."
Oh, that scumbag Zhu Yongqi was caught.
Is Aunt Liu worried that she will sleep too late and miss the trip to the police station?
However, Liu Mianmian still had a look of surprise and confusion on her face: "How could it be? I don't know many people in South City. Besides, if they really wanted to see me, why didn't they come to my house and knock on the door? Why did they sneak over there?"
Aunt Liu: "Oh, that's right. I was saying that no young man would come to visit his bride at night. This is nonsense. However, we still need to go to the police station."
Liu Mianmian smiled and said, "Aunt Liu, you are quite clear-headed."
Aunt Liu didn't look as embarrassed as she had at first. She smiled and said, "You're quite sensible." She even praised Liu Mianmian, "Miss Liu, you look so stylish today. You're just like the fashionable girls on TV."
Liu Mianmian smiled and said, "I'll get a perm, it will look more fashionable."
"Let Director Yu take you there. Director Yu knows the old master from the old Workers' Road. His cooking is really good." Aunt Liu praised the old master, who was said to have worked in Shanghai before the founding of the People's Republic of China. She turned her head to look in the direction of the restaurant and immediately raised her voice, "Weizhou, come and see your wife. Doesn't she look like a movie star?"
Liu Mianmian looked up and saw that Shen Weizhuo was standing under the osmanthus tree outside the restaurant door at some point, looking at her with his dark and deep eyes, like a leading actor in an art film.
I hadn't noticed it last night while lying in bed, but now I see that Shen Weizhou is really tall and thin. He's wearing a light gray sweater. Perhaps because of his good bone structure, although he's thin, he doesn't look sickly. He has a noble aura that transcends his age.
Liu Mianmian secretly clicked her tongue twice. She really couldn't understand what the original owner had been thinking so hard that she ran away with a scumbag. Although Shen Weizhuo would not live long, he was handsome!
Shen Weizhou did not respond to Aunt Liu and returned to his room without saying a word.
Aunt Liu was a little embarrassed. Liu Mianmian felt that she might be afraid that she would lose her temper again, so her tone was a little cautious: "He is just like that, not talkative... Is this the laundry? Give it to me, give it to me. Breakfast is on the table, take a look. If you don't like it, I can make you something else."
The breakfast should have been bought from outside, soy milk with a strong bean flavor, small and exquisite dumplings, slightly soft fried dough sticks, also slightly soft sesame cakes, and tea eggs.
Liu Mianmian drank a large bowl of soy milk, ate a fried dough stick, six steamed dumplings and a tea egg.
Before she traveled through time, she could eat this much food in two meals. Liu Mianmian touched her stomach and found that she didn't even feel full now.
After dinner, Liu Mianmian prepared to go to the police station. Before leaving, she remembered, "Oh, did we beat up the thief when we caught him last night?"
Aunt Liu, sitting on a small stool washing clothes, said jokingly, "Well, if he hadn't run away, they definitely wouldn't have beaten him. At most, they'd have asked him a few questions. But if he ran away from everyone, wouldn't he have been beaten? And if he hadn't wanted to run away, they wouldn't have taken him to the police station, right?"
Recalling the stick Uncle Wang had held at the time, Liu Mianmian was very relieved: "That's good."
If the scumbag is well, what will happen to the world?
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