Chapter 110 Are you dating?
On the lawn.
Mu Zhuo didn't see any ulterior motives of his good brother at all.
He shook his injured leg and reached out to Wen Chen, "Help me up, I'll stand for a while."
My butt feels really uncomfortable after sitting for a long time.
Wen Chan stood up and was carried up. Not long after, the aunt and sister-in-law who had gone to the toilet came back.
There was a kid sucking on a popsicle nearby, and Mu Mian was a little greedy, mainly because it was hot at the moment, and he was just about to buy a few.
In the distance, three little kids ran around for a while and successfully put the kite on the tree, luckily several of them were tangled together.
Xixi shouted at the top of her voice: "Mom! Aunt! Come and help us."
Nie Sihui: "Here I come."
Mu Mian ran after him.
This kind of kite is sold cheaply and the quality is not very good. It is made of paper to begin with, and in the end it was torn down and the paper surface was scratched.
I felt so sorry for the little girl, "What a pity."
Mu Mian: "If you haven't played enough, let's buy another one. It's just right to buy some popsicles on the way. Do you want to go?"
What kid doesn’t like eating popsicles? The three little kids immediately forgot about the kite.
There are more varieties of popsicles in big cities than in other places. For example, the ones made with sugar water are only three cents, the ones with cream are six cents, and there are also those made with red beans.
The aunt and sister-in-law brought their three kids to pick a lot of things, and during the time they ran into Comrade Liu Shuangcui who was still wandering around the stall.
Mu Xi's face was flushed with joy. "Grandma, what did you buy?"
Liu Shuangcui: "Vermicelli, stew some vermicelli for lunch."
Mu Xi jumped up and down, "Great, I like it!"
Liu Shuangcui laughed, "What don't you like to eat?"
While the two of them were talking, Mu Mian had already paid and came over. "Which one do you want, Mom?"
Liu Shuangcui: "I won't eat what the kid eats, so you guys can eat it."
Mu Mian stuffed it directly into his mouth and said, "Try it, it's very sweet!"
Liu Shuangcui took it subconsciously, and asked in a curious tone, "What did you use to freeze this? It's all white."
Mu Mian: "Maybe a little milk was added."
Mu Xi tilted her head back and said seriously, "It tastes like milk. I can taste it!"
Mu Mian laughed out loud, "How can you be so clever with your mouth?"
Mu Xi was a little proud, "Of course! My master said I can eat."
Nie Sihui: "Yours is delicious."
Mu Mian pinched the little girl's chubby little face and laughed loudly. They each held a cigarette in their mouths and laughed all the way. He also brought two for Mu Zhuo and the others, who were not far away and did not melt them much.
It is quite comfortable to drink the cool drink and feel the breeze.
The leisurely time passed quickly, and when the sun got a little bigger, the group of people, big and small, headed back home.
This time was unlike last time, when I was rushing along for fear of getting wet in the rain. Today, I just strolled leisurely all the way, and except for being a little bit exposed to the sun, I felt very leisurely.
When she got home, Liu Shuangcui soaked the vermicelli she had bought. After a short rest, she went into the kitchen to get busy when she saw that it was almost time.
Wen Chen followed closely behind, "Aunt, let me do it. What do you want?"
Liu Shuangcui turned her head to look at the young man next to her who was slightly taller than her son, and then laughed, "Okay, you do it. Mix the dough first, and then make a pancake."
Mu Mian poked his head out of the door. "Do you need my help?"
Liu Shuangcui waved her hand, "No, go and do your thing."
Mu Mian chuckled, "Hehe, then I'll wait to eat!"
Mu Zhuo was bored, so he moved his wheelchair to the door and asked, "Is Old Wen the chef?"
Wen Chen was very calm, chatting with others casually, with a joking tone, "Can it cover the food expenses?"
Mu Zhuo laughed and said, "I guess you are capable enough."
Wen Chen was very efficient and Liu Shuangcui didn't play a big role beside him, so lunch was ready in no time.
With more people around, the meal becomes lively and exciting. After the meal, the three little kids rush to help wash the dishes, and the adults are also happy and relaxed.
The weather is a little cloudy now, not as sunny as at noon.
When Wen Zhan and Mu Mian went out, the three little kids were playing happily with several other kids in the alley, looking like they were playing house.
Seeing the two of them, Mu Xi came over and asked, "Aunt, do you want to buy a newspaper?"
Mu Mian nodded, "Well, are you going?"
Mu Xi shook her head. "I won't go. Now it's my turn to be a grandmother. I take care of them all. I'm the boss!"
Mu Mian laughed out loud, "Okay, Grandma Xixi, have fun."
Wen Chen also reminded his nephew and niece again, "Don't run too far."
The two little kids naturally responded.
After walking a few steps and waiting for the kids' noise to fade away, the atmosphere around them seemed to become strange again. Both of them had smiles on their faces and no one spoke.
Indeed, if Mu Zhuo were here, he would be able to tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the two of them.
When they reached the corner, Wen Chen was about to speak, but Mu Mian spoke first, "Fourth brother, have you not been around here for years?"
Wen Chen nodded, "Yes, but I basically remember the route I took. When you reach the end of this road, turn right first. The scrap yard nearby is very small, so the location is a bit remote."
Mu Mian became interested, "How do the big ones get there?"
Wen Zhuan laughed, "I don't know about that. I need to ask someone I know."
Mu Mian: "When I have time, I'll go to the big one too."
Wen Chen: "Why do you like going to the scrapyard so much?"
He remembered that Old Mu seemed to have mentioned it casually in the morning, saying that little girls like to go to these places.
Mu Mian turned his head to look at Wen Chen, "Didn't my elder brother tell you?"
Wen Chen: "What?"
Someone was passing by nearby. After they left, Mu Mian tilted his head to the side and whispered with a smile, "I picked up a jar before, and I just threw it on the windowsill. It was Teacher Yang and Teacher He who found out that it was from the Xuande period. Fortunately, it didn't break, otherwise I would be heartbroken."
Facing the little girl's round eyes, Wen Chen smiled unconsciously, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Did you pick it up at your commune's scrap yard?"
Mu Mian shook his head, "No, in the provincial capital."
Mu Mian was very happy when he thought of the "real estate" at home. "The bigger the scrap yard is, the more opportunities there are."
Wen Zhuan laughed out loud, "That's not wrong. I also picked up a bottle when I was a child, and it's still at home."
Mu Mian's eyes sparkled. "What kind of bottle?"
Wen Chen: "The blue glaze bottle is not worth much. If someone wants it now, it is probably worth only about two or three hundred yuan."
Mu Mian: "That's not a small amount. We can't be greedy. Big money or small money is still money!"
Two or three hundred yuan can build a very nice house in the countryside.
Wen Zhan laughed out loud, "Don't be greedy. I've only found that once in all these years."
Mu Mian asked, "Did Teacher Yang recognize it too?"
Wen Chen shook his head with a bit of nostalgia on his face, "No, it was Uncle Mo. The teacher only knew a little bit at that time."
Mu Mian: "Is Teacher Yang's husband also a very good person?"
In recent years, she would occasionally hear Teacher Yang mention her husband.
Wen Chen nodded, "Yes, he is a good person with a good temper. He always smiles when the teacher says a few words to him. Later, when Uncle Mo passed away, the aunties in the neighborhood all advised the teacher to find another one. Many of them were introduced to him, but the teacher refused them all."
Mu Mian: "After so many years of relationship, I definitely can't let it go. My mom always dislikes us rich comrades, but it's only been less than a month since we separated, and she's already missing us. She mentions us from time to time."
Wen Chen glanced at the little girl and suddenly asked something else, "Aunt, do you plan to go back to the team directly after Old Mu gets better?"
Mu Mian smiled and said, "Fourth brother is very good at predicting things. My mother had this idea and said that we can go to Ningzhang later."
For example, if her brother and sister-in-law wanted to give Xixi a younger brother or sister, there would definitely be no one to take care of them.
Come to think of it, she also missed her dad, grandma, and Eleven.
The two of them were walking quite fast, and after chatting for a while they had already turned to the scrap yard.
The sky was a little cloudy when they went out, but now it is sunny again.
In the middle of the day, the only people running around are children, and there are very few adults on the streets.
Wen Chen rubbed his thumb and index finger, which were drooping on one side, and looked at the little girl next to him, "You want to go back with me?"
Mu Mian laughed out loud, tilted his head, and smiled in his eyes, "Let's go back, Fourth Brother, do you want to go with us?"
Now that things have come to this.
Wen Zhan stopped. It was very sunny outside and there was a scrap yard not far away. The time and place seemed a little wrong.
Wen Chen took a deep breath and said
It was solemn, "Xiao Mian, I don't have the passbook with me."
Mu Mian raised his eyes, "Ah? This kind of thing is usually not discussed after marriage."
Wen Chen, who was interrupted, laughed and said, "It's the same now. I left one copy with my mom, which has two thousand in it. I also left another copy in Ningzhang, which I didn't bring back, which has four thousand. This is all I have saved over the years."
"As for the house, grandma, this house is mine."
"Over at the family compound, it's now easy to apply after the expansion. As long as you have a marriage certificate and meet the requirements, the approval will be quick."
"Especially for people of my age, leaders should give us some care."
As soon as these words came out, Mu Mian couldn't help but chuckled twice.
The little girl was wearing a blue dress. Her braids were a little loose on the sides because she had been running outside all morning, and the small strands of hair were floating naturally in front of her forehead.
Her originally fair face turned a little red due to the heat, and her smiling eyes were more dazzling than the midday sun.
Wen Chen, who was already a little nervous, forgot to say what he had prepared and spoke directly from the deepest part of his heart, "Xiao Mian, if you don't mind my age, can you date me?"
Mu Mian raised the corners of his mouth, smiling brightly, "Don't mind, don't mind, let's get along! From now on!"
If you really think about it, she is older.
The smile on Wen Zhuan's face was brighter than ever before. "I can't go back on my word once I've agreed. I'll report back to the team when I'm free."
Mu Mian smiled and said, "How could I regret it?"
If I regret it, where can I find such a good-looking and suitable partner? The key is that she likes him!
An old woman passed by and gave the two of them a strange look.
The two people who had just started dating realized belatedly that they had been standing there for too long.
Mu Mian fiddled with it for two quick steps, "Let's go, let's go home after we finish shopping."
The scrap yard here is indeed not big and is very messy. You can see that it has been torn apart, and only the arms and legs of the tables, chairs and benches are left.
It was messier than Mu Mian had imagined, so she just took a quick look and walked out.
A bundle of old newspapers cost one cent. After paying, the two men picked up the bundle and left.
After walking a few steps, Wen Chen finally remembered that he had something else to say, "As for tickets, I have everything except the sewing ticket."
It is not particularly difficult to sew plane tickets. Just turn it three times and make a ring. If other people get married, his partner will naturally have the same ones.
As for what Old Mu said a few years ago about preparing all the tickets for him, that naturally doesn't count now.
Lao Mu dared to prepare, but he didn't dare to ask for it.
He also wanted to get married standing up.
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