Born to be pregnant

Chapter 224
"Ok, I know."

I thought the little guy would be very disgusted. After all, he grew up in the city and his life has always been very good. Tang Mowan was actually quite nervous when he brought him here to see his grandma.

Unexpectedly, the little guy was able to adapt very well, and answered her questions with kindness: "Grandma told me that it is better than I imagined."

"..."

"Go in?" The little guy suddenly turned around and asked her.

Tang Mowan snorted, pointed to a section of cement road ahead and said, "It's just ahead."

"Then follow me and don't get lost." While speaking, the little guy was already bouncing forward.Tang Mowan had no choice but to speed up her pace to keep up.

"Okay, here it is." Tang Mowan stood in front of a pair of faded door couplets pasted with red lacquer, and knocked on the door lightly. After a while, a middle-aged woman answered the door. ,"coming."

The door opened, and a somewhat familiar face appeared, Tang Mowan said hello, "Sister-in-law Xu."

"Hey, it's late." Half a year ago, the nurse Fu Shaoqian hired for grandma left after grandma was discharged from the hospital. This sister-in-law Xu was later ordered by Fu Shaoqian to look for it outside, but the home is also nearby. Fu Shaoqian opened the condition She is very generous, so Mrs. Xu took on the responsibility of taking care of the elderly, and she was very responsible. Fu Shaoqian sent people over to check on her regularly. Grandma was living a very good life. Tang Mowan called her in his spare time to learn about her recent situation. Very comforting.

Aunt Xu lowered her head and landed on the little guy carved in pink and jade, feeling very happy: "This is Jinyan, oh, come in quickly, the old lady has been thinking about you, come in quickly, come in quickly."

It was noon, Mrs. Xu pushed the old lady to bask in the sun in the yard. The old lady was recovering well, and there was still a pot of beans at hand. She and Mrs. Xu were picking beans and potatoes, preparing today's lunch.

Tang Mowan came directly without notifying them in advance, and the old lady thought she was dazzled for a while.

Mrs. Xu shouted happily: "Old lady, look who is coming, your granddaughter sees you coming."

"Grandma!" Tang Mowan saw that grandma looked good. Although she was full of silver hair, she was in good spirits and was very happy. She put the things she brought aside, squatted down in front of her, and held her hand. "Grandma, I'm back."

"It's really late." Grandma was also very happy. She stretched out her rough hands and touched Tang Mowan's fair face, her face was full of love. The little guy behind him put down the bird's nest and walked a little far Yes, the jeans he was wearing fell down a bit, so when he mentioned it with his hand, the grandma looked at it with pity. She didn't know about the child being replaced, and it was not long ago that someone Tell me, Tang Mowan had been living with her at that time, and she had seen all the hardships and sufferings of having a child. When the child was gone, she felt sorry for this helpless granddaughter in her heart. , now that the child is still alive, for Peng Yuan and Peng Chang...

Hey, she is getting old, and many things are more than enough, but she is also very touched when she sees the child back to Tang Mowan now. Tang Mowan waved to Fu Jinyan: "Come on, come here and give the mother Grandma, take a look and call someone."

The little guy is very obedient, with a pair of big smart eyes: "Grandma."

The old lady smiled when she heard it, and the wrinkles on her face were piled up together, but it gave people a feeling of being touched by weather. She called Mrs. Xu into the room, and soon, Mrs. Xu brought a thick red envelope. The old lady He took the red envelope and patted the child's head lovingly: "Come on, Jinyan, this is from your grandma, you take it."

The little guy's dark eyes rolled around, and he shuttled back and forth between Tang Mowan and the old lady. He was good at winking and acting: "I can't take this red envelope. Grandma keeps it for herself to buy something to eat."

Tang Mowan patted Fu Jinyan's head in relief, and the little guy gave her a contemptuous look, hmph, on the way back, he told her so many times, why don't you accept the red envelopes given by others, be polite, don't lose your temper, etc. Yun Yun Yun Yun.

Although he looked arrogant, he still listened to what he should listen to.

But the old lady didn't care, she insisted on stuffing it into his hand: "Why don't you want it? This is the rule here. It's your first time here. Please take it with your grandma."

The little guy seemed to be in a difficult situation, Tang Mowan sighed: "Jinyan, thank you grandma."

The little guy giggled, and held the red envelope tightly in his hand: "Thank you, grandma." Seeing the kindness of the old man, he quickly put the red envelope into his backpack, "Grandma, let me pick the beans for you."

"Jin Yan still picks beans?" The old lady was shocked, looking at the little child.

"Yes, and it's picked well."

Mrs. Xu went out to buy vegetables again, and Tang Mowan and Fu Jinyan were talking with the old lady in the yard.

But not long after, there was a sudden shout from outside, and then, a girl wearing a pink thin padded jacket and navy blue skinny jeans appeared at the gate of the courtyard, and said, "Grandma, can I eat, I'm starving to death. "

She was still wearing a pair of cotton slippers on her feet, her hair was just combed twice casually, and she was still yawning, as if she had just woken up. When she turned around and saw Tang Mowan and the little guy sitting on the low stool, her footsteps froze slightly. , looking dispirited: "Grandma, who is this?"

The old lady sighed: "Qingqing, this is your cousin, call someone, Wanwan, this is your uncle's daughter, named Qingqing."

"Cousin?" Peng Qingqing tried to remember what the old lady said, and suddenly said, "Cousin, grandma, she is my aunt's cousin who married the big boss."

"..." When Tang Mowan heard Peng Qingqing address her, a feeling of disgust arose spontaneously, especially after seeing the sudden burst of greed in her eyes, she felt that she really deserved to be trained by Wu Xiumei Daughter, they all have the same virtue.

Tang Mowan nodded lightly, but Peng Qingqing suddenly ran over and squatted beside her: "Cousin, aren't you abroad? When did you come back? Is this your son? He looks really fat."

"..." Fu Jinyan, who has always been loved for his roundness and cuteness, unexpectedly heard someone use two contemptuous words to describe him at this moment... In an instant, the bean in his hand was broken off.

Moreover, Tang Mowan didn't like her very much, and described it as: "It's my son."

Peng Qingqing even reached out and pinched the little guy's chubby face, causing the little guy to protest: "What are you doing, it hurts me to death."

Sure enough, Tang Mowan felt a little distressed when he saw that fair face blushed, so he reached out to touch it.

Peng Qingqing withdrew her hand in embarrassment, but she was a little dissatisfied in her heart: "What a rude little guy."

"..."

Then she stood up: "Grandma, I'm hungry, can I eat? Where is Mrs. Xu, are you cooking?"

Seeing her swaying into the room, the old lady sighed, checked Fu Jinyan's face, and comforted her: "It doesn't hurt, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

Tang Mowan nodded: "I know, grandma." But she was still very curious, "Does she eat here all the time? Doesn't she go to work?"

"Don't mention it." Speaking of this granddaughter, the old lady really has a big head. Peng Qingqing has also graduated for two years. After two years of graduation, she has been a rice bug at home for two years. The most important thing is whether she is high or not. If you are low, you want to do a job with a high salary, but you have no ability, and you look down on those with a low salary. Wu Xiumei, a protective mother, sees her daughter depressed and can't do anything, and she doesn't want to go out to work, so she just pampers her later. Stop working, and use the saying that a woman who does well is better than marrying well to comfort herself and this disappointing daughter. Her latest goal is to let Peng Qingqing marry a rich man, so that she can ascend to heaven alone.

What the old lady doesn't know is that Wu Xiumei still uses Tang Mowan as an example from time to time, asking Peng Qingqing to follow an example and find a rich man like Tang Mowan. I can't eat enough.

"..." Hearing this, Tang Mowan really wanted to vomit blood silently.

The little guy was pinched and hurt just now, and hated in his heart, he snorted heavily: "The old man."

Tang Mowan suddenly stopped being angry, and was just curious: "Where did you learn such a profound word?"

The little guy gave him a contemptuous look: "Do you want to return something so simple?"

After searching around, they couldn't find anything to eat. Peng Qingqing was not in a good mood. When she came out, she saw the fruits and snacks brought by Tang Mowan on the ground, so she simply carried a bag in, washed and sat inside to eat.

And when Mrs. Xu finished cooking and was really ready to eat, she had almost eaten, burped and stood up: "Okay, I'm full, I'll go back first, uh, so many fruits, Grandma can't finish it, and it will go bad after a long time, so I'll take it home and help me eat some."

"..."

The old lady suddenly lost her appetite. Tang Mowan picked up a chopstick of food and put it into her bowl: "It's okay, grandma, eat, she can eat as much as she wants, and it will really spoil if left for a long time."

"Wan Wan, you are such a sensible child."

After lunch, the little guy takes a lunch break as usual. This is a habit developed over two years.

Mrs. Xu packed up a room on purpose and came out, and put on clean bedding. Tang Mowan took a lunch break with the little guy in the evening before she had time to send Fu Shaoqian a text message.

At this time, he should be working at the executive desk.

And last night, the executive desk left a very deep impression on her, and she also knew that this desk had such a function.

Fresh and exciting emotions lingered in her heart. If she hadn't had to catch a bus this morning, Fu Shaoqian probably wouldn't have let her go so easily.

I don't know why there is such a big gap between him and her. When she leaves in the morning, she is listless, but he, no matter how late he goes to bed, wakes up the next day with great energy, without any sign of staying up late.

There was no reply for a few minutes after the text message was sent, the quilt was very warm, and she felt drowsy and sleepy.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when she received Fu Shaoqian's call. She slept for an hour unknowingly, and the little guy was still soundly asleep. She purposely lowered her voice and went outside to answer the call.

"What are you doing?" His deep and calm voice came from the phone, as if it was close to his ears.

"Just fell asleep, how about you?"

Because this is the countryside, the communication is underdeveloped, and there is no TV, and there is no internet here, so she doesn't know what is going on with Mrs. Fu now, but listening to his calm voice, everything seems to be under control.

"Just finished the meeting." His tall and straight figure stood in front of the huge French window. The pure black handmade suit was well-pressed, outlining his wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. The pure black shirt, wine red tie, sparkling Luminous amber cufflinks, a pair of bony hands in the trouser pockets, "When will you be back?"

Her fingers were entangled with a hemp rope that fell from the beam beside her, his voice was like a ding-dong spring water, beating on her heart, how long has it been since we separated, is it so sticky?
"Grandma asked me to stay here for two days, and I also want to accompany the old man."

"……also."

"Well, you remember to eat on time and go to bed early at night."

In return for these instructions, he let out a silent sneer: "Worry."

Yes, she was worried, but it was because she cared about him that she worried about him.

Tang Mowan didn't know exactly how many days he could stay there, but he didn't expect that a week would pass in a short while.

Fu Jinyan is quite used to the life here, and Tang Mowan also feels that the life here is very peaceful and peaceful.

Grandma is very lonely, and she really wants to stay with her for a few more days, so she ignores the urgent calls from the man over there every day no matter how late, and still insists on living until now.

But no matter how reluctant she was, there was a day when she would leave, and grandma also began to urge her: "Go back, Shaoqian can't do without people. Now that you're back, just come and have a look when you have time."

Tang Mowan's eyes were moist and hot: "I know, grandma, don't worry, I will come to see you when I have time."

And after she went back this time, she had to face up to starting work, she still chose to go to Lu Lifeng's place, she had her own ideas.

She booked a ticket to go back tomorrow, so there was still one day left, so she decided to take Fu Jinyan into the city to see what was available for purchase, and take a look around to experience the different customs.

There is a bus at the entrance of the village that can go directly to the city. There is still a difference between a small county and a big city. There are no skyscrapers here. The houses are all built side by side. They only have two floors. They look very low, but the people here are special. Simple, the fruits sold by tricycles on the road are also very cheap, fresh and sweet.

Moreover, there are also clay figurines to be made, candied haws sold, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and dried sweet potatoes, which are particularly difficult to see in the city.

When the afterglow of the setting sun filled the streets of the small town, Tang Mowan finally took the brat on the bus back.

It's just that as soon as she got in the car, she met a familiar person in the car, Han Zhijing, what a coincidence.

"Miss Tang?" Han Zhijing sat in the front row, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and shiny leather shoes, which seemed a bit out of place with such a dilapidated rural minibus, so he was particularly eye-catching, and he was instantly recognizable.

"Well, Mr. Han, what a coincidence that you are here too."

There are so many people getting on the bus here, Tang Mowan has no more seats, so Han Zhijing stood up and said, "Come on, sit here with the baby." He was tall and long-legged, and the bus here was very short, so he stood there , his head almost touched the roof of the car, looking a little cramped.

Tang Mowan was embarrassed: "You should sit down."

"Do you think I look like an old and weak person who needs to be taken care of? Sit down quickly, the car is about to start."

Well, the hospitality is hard to come by, Tang Mowan sat down anyway, and chatted casually, unexpectedly, Han Zhijing went to the same place as her.

"Mr. Han, what are you doing there?" Tang Mowan suddenly felt a little abrupt, "I'm sorry, but you don't have to answer if you don't want to answer."

"It's nothing, I just heard that a friend from many years ago lived there, and I want to see it." Tang Mowan suddenly read infinite loneliness and sadness from Han Zhijing's eyes.

She replied dryly: "Oh, so, that's a bit of a coincidence."

She didn't ask his friend's name abruptly, holding Fu Jinyan in her arms and watching the receding scenery outside the window in silence.

When the car returned to the village, they got out of the car together.

Tang Mowan held Fu Jinyan in her arms and carried a large bag of things, Han Zhijing took the initiative to help her pick it up: "That's so embarrassing, give it to me."

"It's just a little thing, don't be so rude." Han Zhijing said, "It's getting late, I'll send it back to you first."

"Then what about you?"

"Let me see, find a small guest house."

"..." Tang Mowan told him regretfully that there is no guest house in this small place, if you want to live, you should live in the city just now.

Han Zhijing obviously misjudged the backwardness here. Tang Mowan saw that it was getting late, and she knew each other after all. She couldn't ignore it, so she sincerely sent out an invitation: "Well, you go back with me, and I'll give you a Find a place to live."

Han Zhijing looked at the sky, accepted her kindness, and followed her home.

To Tang Mowan's surprise, there was an overly familiar high-end luxury car parked at the entrance of the small courtyard. The little guy saw it and immediately called out: "Dad, it's Daddy's car. Daddy is here—"

Not long after, a tall and straight figure like a pine came out slowly from the small courtyard gate. I haven't seen him for a week. Although he was wearing ordinary home clothes, he still exuded an incomparable elegance. He was also set off by extraordinary momentum.

But at this moment, Han Zhijing's cell phone rang.

He greeted and answered the phone: "What? Okay, I'll go back right away!"

When he came over after making the call, he handed the bag in his hand to Fu Shaoqian, with an apologetic expression on his face: "I'm sorry, Miss Tang, I have something to do suddenly, I have to go back, so I won't bother you, goodbye."

"It's so late, Mr. Han..." Looking at the dark sky, Fu Shaoqian, who hadn't spoken yet, took out the car key from his trouser pocket and threw it to Han Zhijing, "Let's take my car and leave, park it in the parking lot and I'll let you go." Someone will be sent to get it."

Maybe it was really urgent, Han Songming was not polite, thanked him, took the car keys and drove away.

Tang Mowan watched the car disappear into the twilight.

Feeling a deep and sharp gaze fixed on his face, and then heard a light snort, he turned his gaze back to the man in front of him who didn't look very cheerful: "Why are you here suddenly?"

"Well, it's not the right time."

"..."

Fu Shaoqian spoke in a weird way, turned around and left, Tang Mowan laughed and followed, "I just met him on the way. He came here to see friends. It's so late and there is no guest house here."

"You don't need to explain to me, I understand."

"You really understand?"

He snorted softly: "I'm not going out without IQ like you."

"Why didn't I go out with my IQ?" This well-behaved escalated to a personal attack. Tang Mowan disagreed, never agreed!
The man in front was tall and had long legs, and he walked a long way in a short while. She didn't mean to wait for her, so she had to catch up by herself: "Fu Shaoqian, please explain clearly to me."

"So stupid, why doesn't he live with his friends?"

"..." This is like, "I forgot to ask."

"You didn't ask, and he couldn't think of it?"

It seems that is really the case.Seeing Fu Shaoqian's dark and gloomy face, Tang Mowan suddenly changed his mind. Looking sideways at his side face, he found that her thin lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of her deep-set eyes revealed sternness and coldness. She seemed to have returned to her previous mean and difficult look Appearance: "Jealous? With a 50-year-old man? Mr. Fu, when did you become so sentimental?"

At this time they had already arrived in the back room, Mrs. Xu had already brought the food to the table, and the old lady was sitting by the table, looking at the figure who came in, her face was full of joy.

As for Han Zhijing, he received a call from Han Wenxuan saying that Han Songming had been admitted to the hospital because of a sudden myocardial infarction, and his condition was very serious.

The Bentley Continental was driving fast on the country road at night, looking at the dark scenery on both sides, Han Zhijing had mixed feelings in his heart, for more than 20 years, he had set foot on her hometown for the first time, but he no longer knew where she was today .

On the opposite road, a black Audi was ushered in. The white xenon headlights made him slow down.

Country roads are always very narrow. If two cars pass by each other, both parties need to drive to the side, so everyone can only slow down together. The windows of the Continental Bentley are open, and the Audi is also open. He opened the window of the passenger seat, and Han Zhijing saw that the other party was carefully opening it, so he stopped moving. After all, it was not a car he was familiar with, and it would be the same when the other party passed by.

So he glanced sideways, glanced to the side, and found that the driver of the Audi was a woman, and the beautiful profile of her face was somewhat unfamiliar to him. He was in a daze, and the Audi had already passed by. Leave.

Han Zhijing seemed to be unable to recover from the startled glance just now, as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

But it's not easy to turn around here, and Han Songming is still waiting for him to go back.

But is this person really the one he was looking for?
(End of this chapter)