Chapter 59 Eight Pack Abs

# Chapter 059 Eight Pack Abs

Shi Wenya felt her teeth ache when she saw the boss of the shop next door delivering food to his wife.

After watching it, she covered her chest and said to Pu Xiang, "I can't take it anymore. My chest hurts from watching it."

Pu Xiang was matching her newly arrived clothes in the store, and without raising her head, she said, "You said the same thing yesterday, and you're still looking at me today. Aren't you asking for trouble?"

Don’t meddle in other people’s affairs, especially between husband and wife. Isn’t it enough to quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed?

Shi Wenya returned to the store and packed clothes with Pu Xiang.

After a while, she sighed and said, "Why doesn't she get a divorce?"

Shi Wenya really couldn't figure out this problem.

Pu Xiang could understand it, as she had endured it all her life.

"We still have children. We have to find another one after the divorce. The one we can find is probably someone who is also divorced. Maybe he is worse than the one we have now. At least the one we have now is our original wife and the biological father of our child."

Shi Wenya still couldn't figure it out: "But, he gambled, gambled away all his money, and still picked up other people outside!"

Pu Xiang said, "Put yourself in your shoes. If you get divorced, do you have to abandon your child, or do you have to raise your child alone? And how do you explain it to your family?"

It's always easier to look at others, but when it's your turn, the decision is not that easy to make.

What is difficult is not the future, but making a decision that completely changes your life.

After what happened next door, the matter of buying the store was naturally no longer mentioned. Even the proprietress no longer looked at Pu Xiang with her chin raised or rolled her eyes like she used to.

He looks like he has aged ten years, and most of his energy and spirit are gone.

Pu Xiang could only watch silently. Given the relationship between them, if she went up to him to offer some advice, people would probably think she was mocking him.

It was closing time that night, and Mo Yang brought Mo Jingjing to pick her up from get off work. Mo Jingjing attended elementary school in the town, and Mo Yang's wholesale department was in the town, and the factory was also close to the town. The father and daughter usually lived in the town, and would only come to the county town to stay on weekends or when they had something to do.

"Aunt Xiangxiang, are you hungry? My dad has cooked a pot of chicken and brought back some fresh vegetables from the village. Let's go back and have some hotpot, shall we?"

As soon as Mo Jingjing came in, she happily announced tonight’s midnight snack.

Mo Yang's family had no time to tend to the small amount of land and private plots they had, so they gave them all to their neighbors for cultivation. They agreed to give them some rice and various vegetables every year, and the neighbors were very happy.

Every time I give Mo Yang the best-looking dishes.

The vegetables are grown by themselves, green and healthy, and the chickens are free-range in the countryside. Pu Xiang felt a little hungry when he heard about it.

"Okay, I'll be right there. Go back and start cooking. Do you want some Coke? Here are two bottles. Take them both back."

There were still customers in the store, so Mo Yang and Mo Jingjing didn't say much to her. They took their Cokes, waved to her, and left.

Pu Xiang waited until the customers in the store left before locking the door and preparing to go home.

"Hello."

Late at night, a woman's voice suddenly came from next door, which scared people.

Today, Yang Xiaoling and Pu Xiang stayed in the store together. It was closed, and Yang Xiaoling's father came to pick her up.

"Let's go first. See you tomorrow."

Pu Xiang waved to the people, letting Yang Xiaoling and her father go first, then turned and looked next door.

The lady boss of the shop next door was standing at the door of her house. The lights were on in the shop, but there were no customers.

"That was the man you remarried and his daughter, right?"

"yes."

Pu Xiang did not take the initiative to tell others about the situation at home, but as time went by, the families living nearby would eventually know something.

Mo Yang is her man, but Mo Jingjing calls her aunt, so the relationship is quite clear.

After hearing Pu Xiang's straightforward answer without any evasion, the lady boss next door was able to ask the next question she wanted to ask easily.

"What about the one in front of you? Is he gone or did he leave?"

Pu Xiang said, "He cheated on me, left me, and the child is with him."

The lady boss next door looked at her and said, "Can you bear to give up your child?"

This problem has no solution for Pu Xiang, because she cannot feel sorry for the child she met or bear to let him go.

"The child is his father's biological child, and his grandparents love him. In addition to his mother, he has many other family members. Without his biological mother by his side, he is not an orphan."

The proprietress next door was silent.

Pu Xiang knew what she meant by asking herself these questions today, and she also realized that at this time, this person had no one to talk to.

"Why did I get divorced? How am I doing after the divorce? It's useless for you to know these. I am me and you are you. No one can learn how to live. It depends on how you want to live. You have a store, so your life won't be bad."

After saying this, Pu Xiang left.

Our relationship wasn't that deep, so she was speaking from the heart.

Mo Yang and his daughter said they wanted to eat hot pot, so Pu Xiang returned to the bridal chamber.

When Pu Xiang rode her bicycle downstairs, she looked up and saw that the lights on the Mo family's side were on. She parked the bike and did not go back to her own home, but went directly to the house opposite.

The door of the Mo family didn't hit her, she pushed it and it opened.

"I'm back, and we can eat hot pot now."

Mo Yang heard the sound of the door being pushed open, looked back, and said with a smile.

He was wearing an apron and holding a large bowl filled with washed vegetables.

Pu Xiang doesn't have to do anything, just sit down and eat.

"Aunt Xiangxiang, would you like some Coke?"

Mo Jingjing had already poured herself a glass, and waited for Pu Xiang to sit down, then held the bottle and asked her.

Pu Xiang also had a cup.

The three of them sat together, eating and chatting.

Pu Xiang said: "This chicken tastes really fresh. The free-range chickens in the countryside are still the best. The chickens bought in the market are all from chicken farms, and they taste different."

Mo Yang said, "I asked Aunt Lin to raise a dozen of them for us. If you want to eat them, go back to the village and catch them. After you're done eating, you can raise them again. Just feed them some millet and vegetable leaves. It doesn't cost much."

Pu Xiang asked him, "Is everything going well at the factory?"

Mo Yang told Pu Xiang everything about the factory.

When the three of us sit together, we always have endless topics to talk about, whether it's things in the store, things in the factory, or things in school.

After eating, the three of them cleaned up together. Pu Xiang washed the dishes, Mo Jingjing wiped the table, and Mo Yang went downstairs to take out the trash.

The weather is getting hot, and the smell of garbage left at home overnight is really disgusting.

After that, Pu Xiang went back to her room to sleep.

Mo Yang said that he was looking for Pu Xiang to date, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He was busy on weekdays and would only come to have dinner and talk with her on weekends.

Mo Jingjing seemed more anxious than the two main characters, and even suggested that they go to the movies.

Pu Xiang really wasn't that interested in watching movies, and it seemed that Mo Yang was the same. When the two of them got together, they talked about opening factories, buying stores, and doing business, and they got along quite well with each other.

I am usually tired enough, so I might as well rest at home if I have that time.

Perhaps because of this tacit understanding, Mo Yang usually comes to see Pu Xiang just to have dinner.

He is quite diligent in giving small gifts.

Pu Xiang didn't say anything, and Mo Yang didn't make any further comments.

The two of them got along like this. Pu Xiang sometimes couldn't understand Mo Yang. If she said that the other party liked her, his attitude was not warm at all.

But even if he said he didn't like her, she kept appearing in front of him every now and then.

"No rush, take your time."

Mo Yang mentioned this to Pu Xiang during their casual chat, and his answer was this, "Other people rush to get married once they find a partner, but we are not in a hurry to get married. Well, we are a legal couple now, and since there is no rush, let's just get along slowly. Only after a long time can you see a person clearly."

Pu Xiang thought of Mo Yang's two exes and felt that it was normal for him to say such things.

It's good to take it slow. If Mo Yang gets anxious, she will want to run away.

Since the other party is not in a hurry, she will wait and see.

The next day, Pu Xiang got up and went to the store, but Mo Yang had already left with Mo Jingjing.

She glanced at the store next door. It usually opened earlier than her, but today it opened later than her.

I hope something has happened.

Pu Xiang thought so and paid more attention to the shop next door. It turned out that not only did the shop next door open late that day, but no one came to open the door at all.

It was not until two or three days later that the proprietress resumed normal business.

When Pu Xiang met her, she looked at her twice more. She rolled her eyes and said, "What are you looking at? Leave."

Still behaving the same way as always, quite annoying.

The spirit is back.

Pu Xiang smiled and said, "Congratulations."

Only by getting away from that scumbag can you have a new life.

That kind of man, not to mention that he will never change his ways, even if he does change, what happened is like a thorn in his flesh that he will never be able to remove in his lifetime.

The lady boss next door was silent for two seconds, then her expression returned to normal, and she went back to her shop with her head held high.

Two days later at noon, Mo Yang came to bring Pu Xiang a small basket of peaches, and the two of them went back to the bridal chamber to eat together.

Pu Xiang was eating a peach and chatted with him about this matter.

Mo Yang was quite calm: "There are a lot more divorces now than before. Do you remember the guy who wanted to partner with me to buy a factory last time?"

Pu Xiang still remembered him and nodded: "What happened to him? Did he leave too?"

"Left."

Mo Yang said calmly, "But it wasn't him who proposed it, it was his wife. He went out to wash feet with someone and got a dirty disease when he came back. He passed it on to his wife...that kind of foot washing."

Pu Xiang understands.

Mo Yang paused for a moment and said, "When we were sailing before, there were people doing this kind of thing outside. I have seen people get that kind of dirty disease."

Seeing his face full of disgust, Pu Xiang remembered that this man always used a white rag to wipe the table and washed it cleanly, so she knew that he was a bit of a germaphobe.

But since they were talking about this topic, and the two of them were now pursuing a relationship, Pu Xiang did not end the topic. Instead, she said, "You are telling me this, aren't you afraid that I will think you have been there too?"

Mo Yang: "No, we have known each other for so long, you should know me well. I would not do such a thing."

Pu Xiang: "Do you think it's dirty?"

Mo Yang coughed lightly and said, "I'm more afraid of getting sick. If I really want to do something, I can find someone who can do it with me. I can rest assured."

Now it was Pu Xiang's turn to fake cough.

"Ahem, you're right."

If it was normal, the topic would stop there, but this time, Mo Yang didn't stop, but asked: "What kind of men do you like?"

What kind do you like?

Pu Xiang glanced at Mo Yang's face. He was good-looking, so he passed... He was tall, so he passed too...

"You have to have eight-pack abs...right?"

It was originally just a joke, Pu Xiang stood up after she finished speaking, but Mo Yang stood up right after her and reached out to grab her wrist.

"Um?"

Pu Xiang raised her eyes in confusion.

Mo Yang pressed her hand on his stomach.

"Well, I have abdominal muscles."