Chapter 18 Tomorrow we have to go home, he…
As soon as Shen Rong left, the phone rang. It was Feng Qing calling, inviting Lu Lin to come over.
“There’s a ball tonight, why don’t you bring Miss Shen along?” He then grinned mischievously. “If you don’t want to bring her, that’s fine too. I heard there are quite a few beauties coming. We single folks are in for a treat.”
Lu Lin exposed his true colors: "You seem to have a girlfriend."
Feng Qing: "Seriously speaking, we're just friends. I'm still free. Forget it, there's no point in arguing with someone like you who doesn't know what free love is. I've already informed you, brother, that's enough. Are you coming or not?"
"No, I'm too busy."
"What are you busy with?" Feng Qing asked.
Lu Lin looked at the messy, disorderly furniture and the crammed kitchen.
Busy being a mother.
Lu Lin naturally didn't say this; he slammed down the phone, and Feng Qing cursed angrily.
It's almost Lunar New Year's Eve, and I didn't expect the department store to be so crowded. It was packed with people, and Shen Rong was walking very carefully.
After visiting several stores, Hu Peifang bought a lot of things. Shen Rong also bought herself a festive dress and chose a burgundy cashmere sweater for Lu Lin.
This was a color that had never appeared in Lu Lin's wardrobe before; Shen Rong was incredibly bold.
As more and more people gathered, the two decided to find a place to get something to eat.
This time, Hu Peifang was walking behind. When she saw Shen Rong protecting her stomach from time to time, she seemed to understand something. She stepped forward and took Shen Rong's arm, protecting her on the inside.
Once they arrived at the coffee shop, he finally asked, "How many months pregnant?"
Shen Rong was somewhat surprised: "It's only been a little over two months, how did you know?"
Hu Peifang laughed and said, "You're always so careful, as if you're afraid someone will squeeze your belly. Who wouldn't notice?"
"Is that so?" Shen Rong smiled somewhat embarrassedly.
Perhaps these days, in order to threaten Lu Lin, she has made it a habit to touch her stomach from time to time.
I never expected Hu Peifang to be so perceptive.
Hu Peifang's eyes held envy, and a fleeting look of pain crossed her face when she occasionally glanced at her stomach.
She seemed to understand why Kang Wenbai lost; between men and children, most women would choose children.
Only she was one of the few. Hu Peifang lowered her head and blinked hard to stop the tears from flowing.
"I heard that your Commander Lu is going to take up a post in Bincheng. Are you going to go with him?" The only source she could hear about this was Wu Yong.
Shen Rong nodded: "Definitely." Wherever Lu Lin goes, she goes; no one can separate the two of them.
Although Lu Lin hasn't agreed yet, I'm sure I can pester him until he does.
"I heard it's very cold over there, and you're pregnant."
Shen Rong was also afraid of the cold, but she was even more afraid of dying. She said defiantly, "It's okay, I'll wear more clothes. I heard that mink coats are much cheaper over there than in Pingcheng, so I'll buy a few more."
This made Hu Peifang laugh so hard she was shaking with mirth.
The next day, when Shen Rong woke up, Lu Lin was already busy.
Shen Rong, relying on his belly, ordered a lot of dishes, so he had to start preparing them as soon as possible.
"Do you need my help?" she asked with a grin as she peeked into the kitchen.
Lu Lin turned around: "No need."
Seeing that she was wearing new clothes, he took a few more glances at her.
"Isn't it festive? A new year brings new beginnings. I've prepared something for you too, but you'll have to change later." Shen Rong approached and showed it to him.
Lu Lin hadn't even finished half a circle.
"Need not."
No smiles during the New Year, so hard to please. Chen Rong makes faces behind my back.
Seeing him kneading dough, she said solicitously, "I'll help you make dumplings later, I know how!"
Although the bag wasn't very pretty, she really knew how to make it!
Lu Lin looked up at her, which was taken as agreement.
The dishes on the stove were already prepared, seven or eight kinds, including chicken, duck, fish, and meat, as well as things that roam the mountains and swim in the sea. It seemed a bit too much for two people.
Shen Rong bit her lip. Yesterday, in order to get revenge on him for not agreeing to let her go to Bincheng, she deliberately ordered a lot of fancy dishes.
"Should we make at least a few?"
She meant well, but Lu Lin didn't appreciate it and said in a harsh tone, "No, these are all things my child wants to eat. I can't let him go hungry. If he can't eat, it will affect your mood."
Shen Rong couldn't laugh anymore, so she snorted and left the kitchen.
She turned back halfway down the street and said mischievously, "You have to wear clothes, okay? If you don't, it'll affect my mood. If I'm in a bad mood, your baby will be unhappy too. And if it's unhappy, it'll affect its development. What if it gives birth to a piece of barbecued pork..."
Lu Lin stared at her intently, his hands clenched into fists.
Okay, I won't say anything more. Just accept the threat.
"Go for it, Chef Lu, it won't affect your performance." Wan Quan ignored the fact that Lu Lin's hair was about to stand on end.
With nothing to do, Shen Rong sat on the sofa flipping through old newspapers and magazines, and unintentionally found a way to pass the time.
She read with great interest, feeling as if she were back in the modern world following a serialized novel. When she came across an interesting story, she would dig out all the old newspapers from the storeroom.
After reading these novels, Shen Rong suddenly had an idea: why don't she try writing novels herself?
She's read all sorts of novels. Nobody's written about time travel or reincarnation yet, right? Even if the writing isn't great, the story is original, so maybe it can stand out.
Writers made a lot of money in this era. She had inquired with Hu Peifang beforehand and learned that these great writers could earn ten silver dollars per thousand words, and usually five or six. She would calculate it as three silver dollars. If one wrote a million words, she would calculate in her mind that it would be three thousand silver dollars.
Her chuckle made Lu Lin feel a little uneasy.
What do you think of my novel writing?
Lu Lin glanced at her and said perfunctorily, "Good luck."
"If you can write two or three thousand words a day, that's more than my monthly salary."
His words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing Shen Rong's enthusiasm. She could read without difficulty now, but she was incapable of writing.
When she writes novels, she can't even write all the traditional Chinese characters!
She took a big bite of the chicken leg, looked at Lu Lin fiercely, and said, "I want to go to Bincheng with you."
With no job prospects, I need to cling to a powerful figure even more.
Lu Lin remained calm and composed, as if he hadn't heard her words, and stood up, saying, "Are the dumplings almost ready?"
Shen Rong was furious and yelled at the kitchen, "You have to choose between changing your clothes and going to Bincheng."
After a while, Lu Lin came out with dumplings. It was obvious that he didn't choose any of them; he was just that stubborn.
Shen Rong was holding her chopsticks, enduring the pain with great difficulty. What could she do? She couldn't afford to lose her temper!
You have to put on a smile and say, "It smells so good!"
Lu Lin picked up two dumplings for her, and then firecrackers went off outside.
"We forgot to buy firecrackers," Shen Rong said, somewhat annoyed.
In later generations, fireworks and firecrackers were banned in the city, and she had forgotten that they were allowed during the Lunar New Year in this era.
"We'll release it next year," Lu Lin said.
Someone was setting off fireworks. Shen Rong ran to the window and looked up at the sky. It was beautiful!
It's Chinese New Year! This is the first time she hasn't spent it with her parents!
She thought of that dream. If the original owner of that unlucky person had really gone to be with her parents, at least they wouldn't be sad that their daughter had suddenly disappeared.
She returned to the table, picked up the hot milk, and raised her glass to Lu Lin: "Come, let's toast to a bright tomorrow! May the world be at peace, free from conflict, and may the new sun rise soon!"
Lu Lin gave her a deep look, then stood up and raised his glass.
With a crisp clang, the two reached a consensus.
She sat down and had just taken a bite of a dumpling when the phone suddenly rang. Lu Lin put down his chopsticks to answer it, while Shen Rong wondered who it could be at this hour.
A friend came to wish you a Happy New Year?
She heard Lu Lin call out "Dad," and Lu's father on the other end of the phone said something. Lu Lin kept responding in a low voice, but his expression grew increasingly grim.
Shen Rong nervously bit her chopsticks, sensing something was wrong.
Lu Lin hung up the phone, looked at her, and said apologetically:
"We have to go home tomorrow; they know!"
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there weren't many people on the train.
Lu Lin bought a VIP room, and it was just the two of them. Shen Rong lay on the bed, staring blankly out the window as they waited for the car to leave.
He thought Shen Rong was angry, but actually Shen Rong was nervous and scared, worried about what to do tomorrow.
Dealing with Lu Lin on a daily basis is already difficult enough, but Lu Lin probably didn't have a good relationship with the original owner and the two weren't familiar with each other, so even if she occasionally slipped up, she wasn't discovered.
But going back to her hometown is different; she'll be facing her parents, who are very familiar with her every move.
"I want to drink water."
She gets nervous and wants to drink water, and after drinking water she wants to go to the toilet. This problem has followed her.
Lu Lin poured her some warm water and handed it to her, his attitude was very kind.
Shen Rong glanced at him. The temperature in the car was a bit high, so he took off his coat, revealing the burgundy cashmere sweater he had refused to wear yesterday.
She secretly rolled her eyes. Now he knows how to flatter her, well... it's still useful.
Shen Rong was secretly pleased, taking advantage of Lu Lin's guilt to keep him on his toes, making him want this and that all the time.
Fortunately, he was well-prepared.
At 3 a.m., the train arrived at the station. Lu Lin first escorted the train to the platform before picking up his bags.
After all, it's Chinese New Year, and you can't go home empty-handed, so they brought all the food they had prepared for the holiday.
The platform was small, with no roof to shelter her from the wind and rain. The night wind was chilly and whistling. Luckily, she was wearing long pants; otherwise, her skirt would have been blown up by the wind, making her even colder.
She stamped her feet, rubbed her hands together, and breathed on them to warm them. It was even colder here than in Pingcheng!
A coat was pulled over his head.
"Get dressed."
Shen Rong sniffed, holding her clothes, and asked him, "And what about you?" He wasn't wearing much either.
Lu Lin picked up two large boxes, gesturing for her to hurry up and get dressed and walk ahead: "Are you going to catch a cold?"
He implied that he could tough it out, and if he got sick from the cold, he could take some medicine. Shen Rong thought this made a lot of sense, and quickly put on his clothes. The clothes were still warm, and she felt warm as soon as she put them on.
Someone waved from not far away: "Young Master."
Lu Lin told her, "Our family has arranged for someone to pick us up."
"Big Brother"
Someone waved in their direction, and Lu Lin nodded to them.
"That's my second brother, you remember him, right?"
Now that she remembered, Shen Rong smiled and waved to the person.
Lu Lin looked blank; she wouldn't have been this enthusiastic before, she'd forgotten to pretend again.
The driver stepped forward to help Lu Lin with his things, and Lu You opened the car door to let Shen Rong get into the back seat to warm up.
In a corner where Shen Rong couldn't see, Lu You's gaze repeatedly fell on her and Lu Lin.
Lu Lin got into the car too. Shen Rong wanted to return her coat to him, but Lu Lin stopped her, saying, "Keep it on. It'll be another hour or two before we get home."
Shen Rong didn't stand on ceremony. Inside the car, Lu Lin and his younger brother exchanged pleasantries and inquired about the situation of their family members.
"Why did I let you come over so late? You're not feeling well."
“I didn’t get out of the car, so I’m not cold. Dad was going to have the housekeeper come, but I volunteered.”
As if he was pleased to be scolded by his older brother, Lu You wore a happy smile on his pale face.
"Sister-in-law, you must be tired. You've been traveling for a whole day and night."
Shen Rong shook her head: "It's okay, I slept the whole way and didn't feel tired." She smiled a little embarrassedly.
Lu You was just being polite, then turned to Lu Lin and started talking about other things. Shen Rong started to feel sleepy after listening for only a few sentences. She shook her head left and right until she finally found a satisfactory angle.
Lu You saw in the rearview mirror that her older brother only glanced at her before letting her lean against him.
He was somewhat surprised; could it be that their relationship had really improved, just as his cousin had said?
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