Han Zhenyu didn't go home directly, but went to the village carpenter first.
He wanted to make a small bed for his two sons so that they could play in the yard in the summer.
Make a small desk for Chenchen. The little guy is starting to learn to write, so I have to make a suitable desk for him.
Carpenter Han and his wife were just about to go to work. When they saw him, they smiled and asked, "Zhenyu, how come you have time to come here? Is there anything going on?"
Han Zhenyu stopped his bicycle, took out a cigarette from his pocket, gave one to Carpenter Han, and then politely said, "Uncle, I want to make a crib for the child. I wonder if you are free these days?"
"When you're free, Shengwen is at home. Go in and tell him what you want to make. He's even better at cooking than I am now."
Carpenter Han pushed open the door and called inside, "Shengwen, Zhenyu is here!"
Han Zhenyu pushed his bicycle into the Han family's yard. Han Shengwen was planing wood in the yard.
He didn't stand up either, but pointed to the stool next to him and said, "Sit down. There's water on the table. Pour it yourself if you want to drink."
The two had a good relationship, so Han Shengwen didn't entertain him and let him do as he pleased.
Han Zhenyu sat on the stool and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Da Meizi is going to get married soon, and Aunt Huanghua asked me to pack a dowry box for her." Han Shengwen said, glancing at Han Zhenyu with a half-smile.
"What's that look in your eyes?" Han Zhenyu was a little puzzled. Why was this guy looking at him like that? Maybe he was sick.
Seeing that he had no reaction at all, Han Shengwen raised his eyebrows and whispered, “I saw Da Meizi giving you shoes that time. I don’t believe that you two have no relationship at all.”
"Fuck, Han Shengwen, don't joke around like that. If my wife hears this, I'll be in trouble."
Han Zhenyu glared and was about to kick him when he suddenly remembered something that happened two years ago.
He was not married at that time. One evening when he was coming back from the city, Sun Xiumei from the same village stopped him on the road and gave him a pair of newly made cloth shoes.
Han Zhenyu was very shocked at the time and refused immediately. He didn't want people to gossip about him.
From then on, he avoided Sun Xiumei whenever he saw her, and later he slowly forgot about the incident.
If Han Shengwen hadn't mentioned this today, he wouldn't have even thought about it.
Han Zhenyu was afraid that Han Shengwen would make jokes in the future, so he looked at him and said solemnly: “I don’t know why Da Meizi gave me shoes at that time, but I didn’t accept them, and I haven’t seen her much since then.”
"So, don't mention this matter again, or I'll beat you to a pulp." As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was ready for a fight.
Seeing that he was about to fight, Han Shengwen didn't dare to joke anymore and quickly explained with a chuckle.
"Okay, okay, okay, I get it. I won't say it again. I didn't mean anything else. I was just joking. Don't worry, I haven't told anyone else about this, and I won't tell your wife."
Han Zhenyu snorted and poured himself a bowl of water to drink.
Han Shengwen cleaned up the wood shavings and asked him, "How come you have time to come here today, you are so busy?"
Han Zhenyu drank the water in the bowl, leaned back in his chair and said, "Please help me make a bed for the child. And make a desk for my eldest son."
"Okay, what kind do you want?" Han Shengwen put down the work in his hands and poured a bowl of water.
"The bed should be 1.2 meters wide and 1.8 meters long. Install a tall guardrail so the two kids can crawl around and play. As for the desk, get a longer one for the two kids to write on."
Han Zhenyu was thinking that An An was already over two years old and it was time for her to practice her handwriting, as the desk would be used by the brother and sister in the future.
When they are older, we will make new ones, and let Xuanxuan and Haohao use the small ones. This is also the advantage of having many children, nothing is wasted.
Han Shengwen wrote down his request on a piece of paper and gave him some suggestions. "The fence of this bed should be fixed on three sides, and the outer guardrail should be movable, which will be convenient for removal in the future."
Han Zhenyu thought this design was good and nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll do as you say, and help me make two stools for the children to eat. You can make the crib and desk first, and there's no rush for the stools. You can make them when you have time."
I thought since we are here today, let's prepare everything together. When the children are older, let them sit on stools to eat, so that my wife and grandma can relax.
"No problem, I will definitely make a comfortable seat for my nephew." Han Shengwen said readily.
The two of them discussed the styles of furniture they wanted to make.
Han Zhenyu was anxious to go home to see his wife and children. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he stood up and said, "You go ahead, I'm leaving now."
Han Shengwen sent him to the door, and when he was about to close it, he asked rudely, "Hey, are those two kids you brought here really born by you outside?"
Although he didn't believe that his brothers could do such a thing, the news was spreading like wildfire outside.
Some people said that Chenchen and Anan were fostered in their home.
Some people also speculated that Han Zhenyu had the child with a strange woman.
He was afraid that his wife would find out and get a divorce, so he made the excuse that the child was in foster care.
Anyway, there are several versions, true and false, and Han Shengwen really doesn't know which one is true and which one is false?
The most important thing is that Han Zhenyu and his wife never gave any explanation and allowed the rumors to spread everywhere.
Han Shengwen was so curious that he couldn't help but ask.
Han Zhenyu looked back at him and asked seriously, "Who did you learn this from?"
"Who did you learn this from?" Han Shengwen was confused by the question.
"What a gossip." Han Zhenyu sat on his bicycle and mocked him with a smile.
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