Chapter 70 Seventy Questions
The barbecue lasted until almost ten o'clock. Everyone helped to clean up the battlefield before going home, leaving the family of four to deal with the aftermath.
Chen Yun stacked the plastic chairs together and moved them to the corner of the living room. She glimpsed the two children still playing and said, "Xingxing is taking a bath. Mommy will get you some clothes."
Chen Xingyue was not convinced: "Why didn't my brother wash first?"
Chen Yun pulled her collar from behind: "Because your dad is still busy." Chen Xingyue shouted: "Grandpa! Where are you!"
The scream was heart-wrenching.
Chen Yongzhong was cleaning up the unfinished food in the kitchen and came out swinging his hands: "Your grandfather still has a few years left to live."
"What do you want from me, Dabao?"
Chen Xingyue: "Can you give your brother a bath?"
Of course, Chen Yongzhong didn't say anything. He grabbed his grandson's armpits with both hands and hugged him into the room in a flash.
Chen Xinyang thought it was very funny and laughed like a little duck.
Although things were going smoothly, Chen Yun still poked her daughter's face helplessly: "The adults have been arranged."
Chen Xingyue giggled and said coquettishly: "Mom, can I not wash my hair today?"
Chen Yun led her upstairs and flatly refused: "No, you smell like barbecue now."
That would be great. Chen Xingyue: "It smells so good. I will definitely drool in my dreams tonight."
Chen Yun teased her: "It's already flowing down."
Chen Xingyue believed it, touched her chin and found nothing, and stamped her feet: "Mom is lying."
Chen Yun said seriously: "It really was there, and you wiped it off."
Chen Xingyue spread out her palm, her five fingers moving flexibly, half believing and half doubting: "Really?"
At her age, she was too easy to fool. The next second, her tone changed to affirmative: "Yeah."
Chen Yun tried her best to hold back her laughter. She pursed her lips and went into the master bedroom to adjust the temperature of the hot water. Then she remembered, "Your pajamas are in grandpa and grandma's room, right?"
Chen Xingyue nodded, and immediately called out, "Mom, I don't want to be upstairs alone."
Chen Yun: "Are you scared? Then I'll ask dad to bring it up."
She sent a message to Song Fenglin, but after waiting for a while and seeing no reply, she simply shouted for help.
Song Fenglin was mopping the floor. He dragged the mop to a place close to the stairs before he could hear what was being said. He answered loudly, "I'll take it up after I finish mopping the floor!"
His voice was loud enough that Chen Yun had to howl "good" along with him.
After she finished speaking, there was no sound. Chen Xingyue couldn't help but feel quiet and asked, "Mom, I want to listen to music."
It is normal for children to be afraid of the dark and being alone. When Chen Yun was in junior high school, she read a tomb-raiding novel and strongly requested her mother to sleep with her.
She attributed it all to "a problem that will get better as you grow older" and said, "Okay, I'll let you play it."
The atmosphere between mother and daughter was harmonious. After taking a bath, Chen Xingyue hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mom, I want to sleep with grandpa and grandma at night."
Chen Yun wanted to roll out a red carpet for her to walk through. She put on the pajamas her father had just brought up for her and wiped her dripping hair: "Okay, blow dry first."
Chen Xingyue stood still obediently, finished blowing her hair, skipped downstairs, passed by her father and said good night.
Song Fenglin: "Slow down, I just finished mopping the floor, be careful not to fall."
If you were obedient, you wouldn't be a child anymore.
Chen Xingyue still walked majestically, and finally slid into her grandparents' room.
Song Fenglin wanted to say something to her, but he thought she was really cute, so he shook his head helplessly, turned off all the lights in the living room, and prepared to go to bed.
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Upstairs, Chen Yun was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the room playing with her phone.
Song Fenglin pushed the door open and saw her sitting like this. He asked, "Why don't you sit on the chair?"
Chen Yun: "I'm looking at Xiaoqing's circle of friends."
She just accepted the friend request.
Song Fenglin: "Have you added me on WeChat?"
Chen Yun: "We're going to make dumplings together tomorrow."
Married ladies each play an important role in weddings and funerals in rural areas. If one of them is missing, the relatives will notice it and will be bullied from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.
Song Fenglin also has to do some moving and lifting work tomorrow, so he said, "Did she tell you herself? Originally, Xiyang asked me to ask you to help take care of her."
Chen Yun shook her head: "I was the one who asked her if she wanted to join us first."
She actually had a lot of messy thoughts throughout the night. She felt a little uncomfortable looking up at people like this, so she patted the floor and said, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."
Why does it look like an interrogation? Song Fenglin wondered if his daughter had told him about drinking an extra glass of Coke in the evening.
But then he changed his mind and decided that he shouldn't let her put on such an expression, so he sat facing her and said, "You say."
Chen Yun: “You…”
Hesitating and stammering makes people feel uneasy.
Song Fenglin quickly went over all the worst possibilities and couldn't help but say, "If you haven't thought about what to say, tell me the good and bad things first."
Chen Yun: "When I saw Xiaoqing, I thought of when we first got married. You are not good at dealing with relatives, will it be uncomfortable?"
She also asked this question when she first got married.
Song Fenglin always said "it's okay", but he didn't mean it, because he didn't want to be the one who ruined the Spring Festival. He also felt that there were still decades to go before they would spend together, and he would have to overcome it sooner or later.
But now, he really said, "It's okay."
Perhaps she already had the answer in her heart, Chen Yun's first reaction was: "I don't believe it."
Song Fenglin still smiled: "Really."
Chen Yun: "Don't I know your personality?"
She felt even more upset after saying this, thinking that she had actually known from the beginning that this might not be true, but going home for the New Year was a part of the original family and would not change with one more person.
Since there is no way to solve the problem, we have to sacrifice one of them.
Chen Yun always thought that the word "sacrifice" was unique to her.
Her expression grew darker and she bit her lower lip hard.
Song Fenglin couldn't bear to see her like this: "Everyone has to adapt to a new environment, not to mention that you are here with me."
Chen Yun reflected: "I still have so many parties every time."
Song Fenglin: "It means you are popular."
Did he praise me? Chen Yun: "Just scold me."
Song Fenglin couldn't bring himself to curse her, but seeing her expression it was really hard to get over it without saying something, and he opened his mouth but still couldn't do it.
Chen Yun simply stretched out her hand: "Or you can hit me."
Song Fenglin was so confused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He sighed and said seriously, "Would you marry someone who prevents you from going back to your hometown for the New Year?"
Chen Yun shook his head decisively.
Going home for the New Year is a symbol for her and has gradually become a part of her life, not to mention how much it means to her parents.
Song Fenglin knew this all along: "I knew it when we got married. This is one of my strengths. I knew what I would face, but I still wanted to marry you. This is my choice, not your fault."
It's all voluntary and he has to bear the consequences himself.
Chen Yun muttered, "Husband and wife are like birds of the same forest. What's yours and mine?"
It sounds weird and uncomfortable.
Of course Song Fenglin liked to treat her as one, but he really thought that this matter was not her fault.
To be frank, even though he was already married at the time, he knew clearly which was more important, himself or his parents-in-law.
Even ten years later, Song Fenglin still had no confidence that he would be the more important one.
He also felt it was natural. After all, his parents-in-law were such good parents, and anyone would do their best to repay them.
But very occasionally, he would be greedy and hope to gain a little advantage, and then quickly ask himself and answer "impossible" in his mind.
His frustration subsided, and he remained the same as usual: "Everything in this house belongs to you, including me."
Chen Yun was moved: "I promise, I will treat you better in the future."
For some reason, Song Fenglin thought of the TV dramas he watched with her, and always felt that this sentence seemed to have been said by those unfaithful men.
But the next second he quickly shook off the three unlucky words and shook her hand: "Okay."
Chen Yun immediately found her home ground: "You mean you also think there is a lot of room for improvement in my attitude towards you? Are you usually dissatisfied with me?"
Song Fenglin was speechless and could only shout: "Chen Yun."
The ending is dragged out, and I don’t know what to do but I indulge myself.
Chen Yun seemed to see a pink bubble slowly expanding. She rubbed her face to dispel the illusion: "I'm just kidding, silly."
He gestured with his fingers again: "This year, I will help you fulfill three wishes."
Three wishes? It's like the Grimm's Fairy Tales I read when I was a child.
Song Fenglin thought that no matter what the three wishes were, his childhood wish of being saved by a fairy had been fulfilled, and said, "Okay, I'll think about it."
Chen Yun also breathed a sigh of relief and stood up on the bed: "The chat is over, I'm going to take a shower."
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