Chapter 319 As you know, my grandmother's son-in-law almost...
Accompanied by Shen Buyu, Zhang Wanrong visited her best friend's old house again.
She stood at the doorway and said, "That table was made by a craftsman in town with me. He even gave us a discount of a few cents."
"She begged her master to make the little wooden sword for her grandson. When your grandfather heard that the master was unwilling to make toys for him, he thought about it for several days and made a little wooden horse."
At this point, Zhang Wanrong turned to look at the expressionless Song Jingyi and said with a smile, "Jingyi, I used to hold you when you were little. Why haven't you contacted your grandma since then?"
Song Jingyi was indifferent and too lazy to bother with it.
But with his sister around, he didn't want her to see him indifferent.
Just as I was thinking of how to say something perfunctory, the younger sister next to me spoke up.
“Jingyi has always been very busy. He was also very busy when he was young. You know, my grandmother’s son-in-law was not quite up to par.”
He remained silent, not wanting others to talk about Song Jingyi.
She wouldn't even accept a well-intentioned joke from an old acquaintance.
Zhang Wanrong sighed, "Sigh, your grandmother's son-in-law...sigh..."
Thick cushions were laid on the stone benches in the courtyard.
Shen Buyu sat down with Zhang Wanrong, and soon someone brought them tea and snacks.
“You’re so kind,” Zhang Wanrong said, looking at her face with emotion. “Wanyin likes girls, and your maternal grandfather also likes girls. They didn’t have any more children after your mother was born. If she knew that she had a granddaughter who looked so much like her, she would jump for joy.”
"Thank you for saying that," Shen Buyu poured tea for the old woman. "Grandma would be happy to know that you still think of her all these years."
"Yes, we're really good friends, but... never mind, Ah Yin and I will be able to see each other soon."
"Grandma Zhang, please don't say that." Hearing such words always brings a touch of sadness. "You look to be in very good condition."
"I'm just holding on by my last breath. I'm worried about Ayin and wanted to come see her. Once I get back and tidy up, I should be almost done," Zhang Wanrong said frankly.
"Grandma, please don't do this." Meng Jin'an, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up. "If you do this, Miss Shen will feel sad."
“Look at me, I’m not going to say anything more,” Zhang Wanrong said to Shen Buyu, pointing to her grandson. “He said you two have met before, do you remember?”
"Huh?" Shen Buyu looked at Meng Jin'an, who looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry, you do look a little familiar, but I don't quite remember you."
“Ah, um, well, a few months ago, in Beijing,” Meng Jin’an said softly, “I had a distant cousin who wanted to steal your clothes.”
Shen Buyu blinked, then remembered, "Oh, it's you."
Her older brother bought her all the clothes in that store back then, and she still has many of them that she hasn't worn yet.
"Grandma Zhang, is your husband related to my maternal grandfather? They both have the surname Meng," Shen Buyu asked curiously.
“No, it’s okay. Everyone in their village is surnamed Meng. Your maternal grandmother knew your maternal grandfather first. Later, I went out with them once and met my husband,” Zhang Wanrong said.
Shen Buyu breathed a sigh of relief; she had almost thought she was going to have many more relatives.
Meng Jin'an already knew about the relationship between the elders, and hearing it again now made him feel a little sad.
We can't even be relatives anymore, and we'll have absolutely no connection in the future.
At noon, Shen Buyu wanted the old man to stay for lunch.
But she refused no matter what she said.
"I'm tired, my dear, and I can't eat right now, so don't disturb you," Zhang Wanrong finally couldn't hold back anymore, tightly grasping Shen Buyu's hand, her eyes filled with tears, "Thank you for letting me see the young Ayin."
However, the granddaughter is more sunny and bright than her grandmother, with a captivating intelligence in her eyes, and is more blessed than her grandmother.
"Then take care, Grandma Zhang." Shen Buyu hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.
Meng Jin'an glanced at Shen Buyu again and again, "Goodbye, Miss Shen."
Shen Buyu did not respond, but only nodded politely.
Song Jingyi stood behind his sister the whole time, without saying a word or participating in the conversation.
He doesn't like to engage in unnecessary pleasantries with these people.
He just wanted to stay with his little fish.
"That's great," Shen Buyu said, clapping her hands and beaming as she watched Meng Jin'an's car drive away. "I'm going to go find Qin Nianke too!"
Song Jingyi chuckled, "Go ahead, I'll call you when it's time to eat."
Chen Buyu sat on his personal swing, holding his phone to call Qin Nianke, who was far away in England.
"Hello," the phone rang twice before Qin Nianke answered vaguely, "What's up?"
"It's nothing, I just missed you." Shen Buyu smiled sweetly.
"Could you think of me two hours later?" Qin Nianke squinted at the time. "Sister, we have a time difference. I just slept for three hours."
"No, I miss you right now, Nianke. If I leave this world before you in the future, remember to bring me my favorite strawberry cake. Don't bring flowers, they're not practical."
Qin Nianke paused for three seconds, then screamed, "Are you sick?! What's wrong with you?!?"
"Hehe, I'm not sick, just expressing my feelings," Shen Buyu said, swinging on the swing. "Are you awake now? Let's chat for a bit."
Qin Nianke: "You know, if you weren't my future cousin-in-law, I would definitely fly back to China right now and beat you up!"
"Why are you sleeping so late?" Shen Buyu calculated the time. "Even with the time difference, you still went to bed in the early hours of the morning. What were you doing?"
"Nothing much," Qin Nianke said, lying on the bed with her phone tossed aside, staring at the ceiling. "I was arguing with Huo Chen until midnight, that idiot Bo Yi."
"Huh? Is he crazy? What's he up to? Why would he contact you after you've broken up?" Shen Buyu's expression changed. "It can't be that you're going back to him, can it?"
"How could that be?" Qin Nianke immediately denied. "You know me, once I'm out of the picture, I'm out. I'm not going back to what I started. Huo Chen's business fell through, and he came to me drunk to complain."
After the bar fight, Si Jingxu gave his subordinates a heads-up, and the Huo family's business plummeted.
Huo Chen wanted to prove to his parents that he was capable, so he found a job outside, and just when things were starting to look up thanks to Qin Nianke, he ruined it all himself.
Nothing goes right for Huo Chen. He's constantly being targeted no matter what he does. Even drinking water can cause him to have trouble getting through his teeth. He can't even afford to buy his fiancée a handbag.
The two were always complaining that Qin Nianke was in the middle and they couldn't get along well. They had a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days.
Huo Chen lost his money and even his drinking buddies.
Alone in his rented room, he drank heavily, and the image of that person, like a white moonlight, came to mind again.
"Shameless bastard, still thinking of playing the trope of a man regretting his actions and chasing after his wife from a novel. I'll give him a good scolding," Qin Nianke said, getting more and more excited as she spoke, and then she stood up and took a big gulp of water. "This bastard must have had some kind of divine inspiration."
“I think so too,” Shen Buyu said, enjoying the conversation. “If he were truly devoted to you and provided you with emotional support, I would praise him even if he were a kept man. But he’s the kind of idiot who eats the rice and then curses the cook.”
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