Born to be pregnant

Chapter 98 Return, reunion

The text messages disappeared without a reply, and when I woke up, it was already New Year's Eve.

Tang Mowan couldn't wait to get up early in the morning, took out all the dishes from the refrigerator, washed them and prepared them, boiled the old duck soup over low heat, simmered the pig's trotters in the pot, and cleaned up the house inside and out After reading it again, I want him to be able to eat hot meals comfortably when he comes back.

The busy time passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

But looking at the phone, he still didn't respond. If he was on the plane flying back, this is also possible.

Her heart is still stable.She also tried her best to suppress a trace of hidden worry.

I took the time to send a text message to Zhang Xiaoman, asking if she was home, Zhang Xiaoman’s text message was also late, and I replied to her after four o’clock: At the end of the night, I have arrived home, and I have been busy with my father’s funeral today, so I didn’t pay attention to you Mobile phone, thank you for your concern, everything is fine, don't worry, happy new year.

Tang Mowan wanted to send her a happy new year text message, but in the blink of an eye, he deleted the text message. Now the word happiness is a luxury for their poor family. It is impossible to celebrate the New Year happily, so she changed the content of the text message to be healthy and safe, and hope her future road will be smooth.

All the dishes are also ready, and as soon as Fu Shaoqian comes back, she can put them into the pot, and within half an hour she can cook a delicious New Year's Eve dinner.

Bored, she strolled around the garden, but finally found that there were a lot of fireworks stored in the warehouse, big and small, round, square, everything that one expects to find, and so on.

She likes to set off fireworks very much. She used to be envious when she saw children from other families playing on the road with fireworks sticks on New Year's Eve.

The Tang family sets off countless fireworks on this night every year, but she has never been able to play it once.

Because Tang Wanru was afraid, she only liked to watch, but never got close to it, and she always stood on the balcony on the second floor and pretended to be elegant. Tang Mowan wanted to go down and play with them, and play with the servants. Every time she was severely stopped by Peng Yuan, Peng Yuan wanted her to learn from Tang Wanru and behave like a young lady.

But Tang Wanru always made fun of her, a pheasant in distress would never turn into a phoenix.

She doesn't want to become a phoenix. If a pheasant can have happiness, she would rather just be a pheasant with nothing but carefree.

She brought a lot of fireworks out of the warehouse, piled them on the ground, and put them in various poses. She was looking forward to Fu Shaoqian's return, and they could light them together at midnight.

It was already four o'clock, the sky was already getting dark, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of the New Year. She looked at her mobile phone and couldn't help calling Fu Shaoqian, but the result indicated that the original number was not in the service area, but the number in the United States was It's okay, her heart is cold. Is he still in the United States because he didn't get on the plane?Then how could it be possible to come back at eight o'clock to have a New Year's Eve dinner with her.

According to her expectation, he should have landed on the plane by now.

She suddenly became a little uneasy, but she reassured herself that it was fine. Fu Shaoqian had always been a man of his word, and it was impossible for him to let him go.

She prepared everything, and when she really had nothing to do, she just sat on the sofa and watched TV. The TV was boring, and every TV station had various New Year's Eve parties.

This is the traditional Chinese custom. Most families eat New Year’s Eve dinner while watching the Spring Festival Gala. She likes this strong human touch very much.

In the past, when it was just me and Peng Yuan, there was nothing to eat for the New Year's Eve dinner. It was just a bowl of dumplings, which were rarely stuffed with meat, but she always ate them with great relish, watching black and white TV, and listening to the sound of firecrackers outside. , feel very contented.

After entering the Tang family, the black and white TV became a wide-screen LCD. The New Year’s Eve dinner was no longer a shabby dumpling, and there were no dumplings on the dinner table. The Tang family had many rules, and she could eat when she was eating. .

Tang Wanru was a princess, and Tang Zhenyuan and Peng Yuan were all around her. Her mother became someone else's mother at that time, but this other person didn't appreciate her. Tang Wanru really didn't know how envious Tang Mowan was.

She had never heard Peng Yuan mention her father, let alone met her father, and she didn't even have a picture.

The word "father" is a taboo in Peng Yuan's dictionary. As long as she mentions it, she will be scolded or beaten severely. But Peng Yuan doesn't know that the word "father" is inscribed on the child's birth date. If she doesn't mention what's in her heart, it doesn't mean that she has forgotten it, and it has been obliterated.

Suddenly, she wanted to eat dumplings. Without hesitation, she went directly to the kitchen to roll out noodles, make water, and make stuffing. She used her busyness to waste the waiting time. She didn't mind that the procedure was so complicated. He put all his thoughts behind him, and just wanted to wait quietly for his return.

Her memory no longer has any happiness to recall, if possible, she hopes that Fu Shaoqian can fulfill her this time, at least leaving her with some good memories.

When she finished making dumplings, she was admiring the at least fifty dumplings neatly stacked on her dinner plate. She grinned, but she looked at the time and listened to the sound of blessings from the Spring Festival Gala on TV. I couldn't hang on anymore.

The soup that was boiled in the morning is already mellow and rich, and the pig's trotters have been stewed into cream, and the whole room exudes a mouth-watering aroma.

But the person she was waiting for hadn't returned yet.

She didn't even have time to wash her white-stained hands, so she ran up to the third floor. Standing on the balcony on the third floor, she could see the mountain road coming up from the foot of the mountain. inside will not appear.

Across a mountain, on the opposite side of the mountain, there are dots of thousands of lights, extremely gorgeous, rows of beautiful lights from far to near like dancing fire dragons, but because there is a dark mountain, it becomes so far away from her, so far away. out of reach.

Over there were family members preparing to sit around the dinner table in small groups and have a reunion dinner, but she was deserted here, not even a playful child was seen.Only the various congratulatory sounds from the host on TV reminded her of this new year of family reunion and joy.

At this moment, the Tang family should also be having a New Year's Eve dinner. Although she never had any sense of presence, Peng Yuan and Tang Zhenyuan always gave her a red envelope, at least someone accompanied them to eat.

Today, however, I feel desolate, probably because I have expectations, and the emptiness after expectations fail, makes people despair.

Looking at the white flour in her hand, she wanted to laugh, but couldn't, and wanted to cry, but couldn't cry either. After all, he broke his promise and didn't come back as promised.

The dumplings on the dining table were round and cute, and they looked great, but she had no appetite. She took a dozen cold beers from the refrigerator, nestled on the sofa, and watched the news broadcast while drinking.

She didn't know what she saw.Text messages came in from the phone intermittently. At the beginning, she was expecting it, but now, she didn't care anymore, and another one came in. She grabbed it and saw that it was Zhou Yumeng's group sending of blessing messages. She had received many of them before. She didn't reply at all, and drank beer one after another. The time was too exhausting, so she began to edit each article and send it to others. In this day, there are still people who can remember herself, and she thanked them.

What was rare was that he even received a text message from Yu Jinchen.After rejecting him last time, Tang Mowan met him again. She was quite embarrassed, but he still looked superior, as if nothing had happened.

Now his text messages are like the most common greetings among classmates, she just replied happy new year, Yu Jinchen didn't reply again, let them forget each other like this.

Tang Mowan drank more than half of a bottle of beer, maybe because he drank too much recently, he is good at drinking, after two bottles, he was not drunk.

She was sure that Fu Shaoqian would not come back. It was already 11:30, and even the gala was coming to an end. With strange dizziness, she found a lighter and held it in her hand, waiting for the New Year's Eve people on TV to count down together: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one—"

The first firework rose into the sky brilliantly, and then countless fireworks lit up the entire dark night sky one after another. She looked up, and under the bustling night sky, she seemed so small.

"The New Year is coming—" the misty blessing came from next door, more fireworks were launched into the sky, and firecrackers sounded from thousands of households. She squatted on the ground, also a little scared, but couldn't help it, and boldly lit the fuze. Then I ran to the side and watched the colorful fireworks spray out a fiery tree silver flower that was as tall as a person, colorful.

The cheers of the children in the distance were drowned out by the sound of huge gun salutes.

Tang Mowan squatted on the ground, like a child, and slowly lit one firework after another. Soon, the falling debris made the yard messy. The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke, and some debris fell Come, it fell on her body, making her ashamed.

But she was like a child, laughing and laughing, watching the fireworks and clapping her hands, running around them.

On a night with no one to accompany her, she set off the fireworks she dreamed of. She looked so happy, but who knew that her smile was filled with bitter tears. The person who did not come back, you know, no matter how beautiful the fireworks are, they are not as good as He is by her side, having a meal with her, saying a Happy New Year, or setting off a firework together.

After twelve o'clock, it is impossible for him to come back. She set off all the fireworks that were brought out into the sky, and the lingering happiness surrounded her, as if blocking her nose.

The fireworks this night will never stop.

Lively, is a group of people carnival, lonely, is a person's loneliness.

She stood blankly in the mess, all the careful preparations of the day were in vain, and she couldn't help cursing loudly at the sky: "Fu Shaoqian, you big bastard, big liar, why did you lie to me, why didn't you come back, why -"

She exhausted all her strength, opened her throat and roared, cursing over and over again, but no matter how far her voice could travel, it would not be able to reach this villa, let alone the person far away in the sky.

"Big liar, big bastard—why did you lie to me—" After her hoarseness was exhausted, her strength gradually weakened, her voice became weaker, and sobs came from the bottom of her heart. Under the dark night, she was alone like a moth to a flame. No matter how hard you try, you can never reach him.

Her body seemed to be drained of all strength, and her soul was screaming for exhaustion and pain. She slowly squatted down, squatting in the middle of the debris on the ground, slowly hugged her knees with both hands, and buried her face In the middle of the knees, weeping deeply, as if abandoned by the whole world, so desperate and sad.

There is always a moment of rest between the disturbing fireworks, and the whole world suddenly fell from the hustle and bustle to an unprecedented silence, her crying is so obvious.

A long and heavy sigh sounded in front of her, she paused, the huge roar of the fireworks broke through the night sky again, her tears, like a faucet turned on, let go of her throat and choked.

There was another long and helpless sigh, this time, it didn't seem like a dream.

Tang Mowan raised her swollen eyes, and saw a pair of straight trousers, her gaze slowly moved upwards, and finally fixed on the delicate face that she had decided would never appear here. The tightly closed mouth gradually opened, and she sat down on the ground in fright and took a few steps back: "You, you, you... are you a human or a ghost..."

Forgive her, in the face of a huge shock, it is not easy for her to stammer out these few words.

She has always been in the courtyard, this is the only way to enter the door, if Fu Shaoqian came from outside, she would definitely know, then how did he appear in front of her without anyone noticing.

The roar of fireworks drowned out his answer, she couldn't hear what he said clearly, she just thought it was like a dream, she didn't even dare to blink, fearing that he would suddenly disappear in the next second.

A string of crystal teardrops hung on her eyelashes, which made her eyelashes look like fluttering butterflies. An inexplicable heat surged in his heart, and he slowly stretched out his hand to her.

Without any hesitation, Tang Mowan put her hand on it directly. He pulled her hard and pulled her up from the ground. She threw herself into his arms, and the other hand subconsciously touched his face. The temperature inside told her that Fu Shaoqian was real, not an illusory shadow.

The huge shock of losing and regaining hit her soul, and all her suppressed anger and grievances exploded at this moment. She raised her fist and beat him vigorously: "Liar, big liar, why did you lie to me, bastard, don't respect your reputation?" ..."

Fu Shaoqian didn't move, let her beat him, he kept her confined in his arms, and when she was almost vented and calmed down, he said, "Enough? Don't you want to fight?"

Tears welled up her eyelashes. Did he know that no matter how beautiful the fire trees and silver flowers are, they can't compare to a hug from him. She sniffed and said in a hoarse voice, "How did you come back?"

He finally sighed again and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm still late."

"Answer my question first."

He pointed up, and Tang Mowan looked along his finger, the fireworks in the sky weaved a fairytale dream, but there seemed to be something roaring in the middle.

She was suddenly shocked to see a helicopter rising from the top floor of the villa and slowly circling away.

"You came back by helicopter?" She opened her mouth in shock, the roar of the plane completely drowned her out, but he still heard it and nodded.

He could have arrived before twelve o'clock, but at night there were people setting off fireworks everywhere. It was really unsafe to fly at low altitude, and there were many obstacles.

She suddenly understood his helplessness, and it seemed that there was still laughter in her ears, and the laughter entered her heart from her ears, and then spread from the bottom of her heart to the corners of her mouth, even though it was late, she finally came back, she stood on tiptoe Tiptoes, hands passed under his armpits, buried his face on his shoulders, and hugged him tightly: "It's good to be back."

She is too afraid of being alone, such a scene is her most beautiful dream, thank him for fulfilling her dream.

Fu Shaoqian's body stiffened suddenly, she hugged him so tightly, he slowly raised his hand hanging by his side, and finally responded to her with the same force.

She worked so hard until she was out of breath, and she realized how ambiguous her posture was at the moment. She let go of her hand a little, and he relaxed a little. Jun's face lingered.

The sadness has passed, and at this moment, her eyes are full of smiles.Looking at his two thin lips, she wanted to kiss him. The desire in her eyes was so obvious that he couldn't turn a blind eye to it. The day-long lovesickness had been brewing in her heart for too long.

Everything was so logical, she slowly closed her eyes, and Fu Shaoqian kissed her. She endured her gentle request, and there was still a mint fragrance in his mouth, which made people feel drunk.

At the bottom of the bustling night sky, under the bright fire trees and silver flowers, they devoted themselves to it without emotion.

It was Fu Shaoqian who was the first to regain his senses, pushed her away, and ended the kiss. Tang Mowan was still unsatisfied, but he heard him say, "You've been drinking."

This is an affirmative sentence, not a question sentence.

She was stunned for a moment, and scolded coquettishly: "Yeah, if you don't come back, I'm panicked, so I drank a little. It's a pity that I'm not drunk."

Fortunately, he was not drunk. If he was drunk, how could he be sober to welcome him back.

"Don't drink next time."

"If you can come back on time and don't lie to me, I won't drink anymore." She was a kind of self-defeating, as if she was punishing him, but she was actually punishing herself.

His heart twitched slightly: "I never thought of lying to you." It's just that many times, he couldn't help himself, and he also had his helplessness.

She smiled embarrassedly: "I know now, but if you don't come back, you can also call me. Why haven't you messaged me all this time? Do you know that I'm very worried."

"Sorry, I left in such a hurry, my phone was left in the United States."

"So that's how it is." The misunderstanding was resolved, and when she was in a better mood, her senses became particularly sensitive. The appetite that she had abandoned for a long time suddenly returned like a beast. She licked her dry lips and looked at it with embarrassment. Their gestures made them try to find a topic: "Well, are you hungry?"

He nodded, and she said to him, "Then let's go eat, I didn't eat either."

Seeing the soup still boiling on the stove, the dishes that have been washed and cut but not cooked, and the exquisite and lovely dumplings on the table, Fu Shaoqian felt a faint warmth in his heart.

For many years, he spent most of his New Year's Eve alone on the plane or abroad.

Tang Mowan put on an apron and asked him to go upstairs to change clothes, wash his hands or sit on the sofa for a while, and then showed off his skills in the kitchen.

Fu Shaoqian didn't go anywhere, just stood at the door of the kitchen, watching her orderly put the vegetables into the pot, and put down the dumplings. He really felt that it was a wonderful feeling to have someone waiting for him at home after the long journey.

Chen Mo laughed at him all the way, and he also felt that he was a little dazed. Ever since Tang Mowan called him the last time, the shock in his heart has never subsided.

Tang Mowan's hands and feet were extremely nimble. During his trance, he had already cooked two dishes in a row, plus the old duck soup she cooked and the stewed meat. For two people, four dishes and one soup were already quite rich.

He took the initiative to enter the kitchen to help serve the dishes. She was very surprised, but his expression was calm: "Hurry up, I'm starving to death."

She added the movements of her hands, and 5 minutes later, they were already sitting at the dining table, eating this belated New Year's Eve dinner at one o'clock in the morning on the first day of the new year.

She still wanted to drink a little, so she prepared a few bottles of light beer.

But Mr. Fu is obviously a relatively high-level person. She brought up a precious red wine from the wine cabinet in the basement. Her eyes lit up. She seems to be a little obsessed with wine recently. I poured a little in my cup, but there was quite a lot in my own cup.

She pouted and complained, "Why am I so small?"

He said: "Alcohol will cause trouble, it's better to drink less."

"Aren't you happy that you can miss something on a day like today? Give me some more." She used all kinds of begging, coquettish and cute tricks, but Fu Shaoqian was indifferent and said to her, "If you don't eat anymore , I will not give you a New Year's gift."

"There are gifts?" She picked up her rice bowl in an instant, "Is it right after I finish eating? But, I didn't prepare any for you." She suddenly fell into distress again.

He didn't eat, but kept eating dumplings. He looked at the dishes on the table with unprecedented tenderness in his eyes: "No need, you have already given me the best birthday present."

At that moment, Tang Mowan was silent.No one spoke anymore, and no one wanted to destroy this rare beauty.

Seeing Fu Shaoqian put down the bowl, Tang Mowan immediately put down the bowl too: "I'm full," then reached out to him, "What about the New Year's gift."

He sighed again, took out a box from his feet and handed it to her.

Tang Mowan seemed to be smiling all over her body, like a shining little sun, she immediately took the box into her hands, and reminded: "Don't keep sighing in front of me, it seems like it's troublesome for me, actually , I really don't have that much trouble, so I'll unwrap the present first."

She opened the gift with great anticipation, and what landed in front of her eyes was a box of imported dark chocolate.

She looked at him silently, wondering why he would give this to herself, but he knew that this was a gift that made her happier than receiving a diamond necklace or a diamond bracelet.

"Why did you give me this?" She rubbed her fingers on the bright and beautiful wrapping paper. A young heart always has some secret wishes. She thought that no one would notice them in this life, but Fu Shaoqian easily poked them. her soft heart.

"You don't like it?"

She shook her head: "I like it very much. But I want to know why you gave me this."

"nice! You love it."

She pressed: "Give me a reason."

He looked at her persistence, took out his mobile phone, clicked on one of the videos and pushed it to her.

The content of the video was the picture of her delivering chocolates to the poor little girl in the supermarket. At that time, an international friend was present and took a picture of this warm scene with her mobile phone. The international friend then uploaded the video on her Facebook , Tang Mowan didn't know that she was not popular in China, but became popular abroad. Foreigners gave this video a moving name called "The Dignity of Love".

Every love has dignity. True love is not giving or sympathy, but selfless risk. Tang Mowan used her own method to preserve the little girl's dignity and fulfill her dream. The price is not expensive, but friendship is priceless.

Looking back, Fu Shaoqian also used this method to fulfill her desire.

She let out a long breath: "Thank you."

He looked at the time on the phone, and turned his neck a little tiredly, and she said, "Go up and rest quickly, I'll clean up here."

"Go to sleep too, and clean up tomorrow."

"No, I'm not sleepy. I'm in good spirits. I need to clean up the yard." She looked like a Xiaoqiang who had been injected with chicken blood. She looked really energetic, with bright eyes and red mouth. Tempting people like cherries.

He hurriedly stopped and walked upstairs, but he heard her shouting from downstairs: "My graduate test results have come out, I have passed the written test, you said you would take me on vacation, you haven't forgotten. "

(End of this chapter)