Shanghai Embroidery Lady

Chapter 91 Our Home
After Ye Zijin returned to Shen Ji, her life was as busy as a wheel.In Xiaoyue's words, she is a person who can't be idle. She was ordered by her boss, but she insisted on making herself a hard laborer.But what is different from the past is that even though Ye Zijin is late at work, there is always a black car waiting on the opposite side of the road.Under that yellowed street lamp, you can usually see the man in the car reading the newspaper quietly, and looking up at Shen Ji Hua Clothing Store from time to time.The lights of the two places seem to have a tacit understanding, reflecting each other and warming each other.

It was the end of summer in a blink of an eye, the nights were no longer so hot and unbearable, and just like the song sang, the south wind brought coolness. Although there was no nightingale singing here, there was a dark fragrance of full sleeves in the backyard.This day, Ye Zijin finished catching a cheongsam, only to realize that it was already dark, Xiao Wu glanced at the car outside, and urged with a smile: "Zijin, you go, Boss Meng has been waiting for you for a long time, the rest Let me and Xiaoyue do the trivial things."

Xiaoyue also echoed, laughing and pushed Ye Zijin out the door with her bag and others.

When the driver Deng Fu saw Ye Zijin coming out, he quickly got out of the car and respectfully opened the door for her.Ye Zijin felt a little sore in her neck and waist after she got in the car. Due to standing for a long time and bowing her head down for a long time to do needlework, she only felt these discomforts when she relaxed after work.Ye Zijin subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her neck and turned her head, but she put one hand on her shoulder and rubbed her twice with moderate force.

Meng Haoxiang said in a deep voice with a trace of dissatisfaction: "You don't owe me any money anymore, why are you still working so hard? Those who don't know think that I, Meng Haoxiang, can't afford you, and you have to be a woman to open a shop from morning to night."

Ye Zijin gently pushed his hand away, glanced at Meng Haoxiang next to him, and said, "Whoever said that a woman must be raised by a man, I have hands, feet and skills, so I can still earn money by my own ability. Gold Your cage is gorgeous, but it’s not as comfortable as my backyard.”

Meng Haoxiang smiled and said: "Okay, you are very capable, I want to see what you can make a name for yourself, Shanghai Bund is a land of tigers and wolves, you sheep should be careful."

Ye Zijin raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you, a big lion, should be careful first."

Meng Haoxiang threw the newspaper aside, and took Ye Zijin to his side with one hand. Ye Zijin smiled and turned away, and accidentally saw a news headline in the newspaper, "Huati Company closed down, and the old Zhaojia weaving factory has changed hands again." ".

Meng Haoxiang cupped her cheeks and forced her to look at him, his dark eyebrows were stern and forceful, "What are you thinking?"

Ye Zijin pursed her lips, smiled, and said, "I'm thinking about what to eat later, I'm a little hungry."

Meng Haoxiang let go and let the driver drive first.Ye Zijin was actually thinking about the news just now, the Zhao family weaving industry has been closed down for a long time, and the old factory has changed hands several times and it has not stabilized.Thinking back then, the Zhao family was also a big family in the weaving industry in Shanghai, and how glorious it was, but it was a pity that the trees fell and the monkeys scattered. After that turmoil, the Zhao family was completely defeated, and even the old and domineering old lady disappeared.Ye Zijin suddenly thought of a person, counting the days, he will soon be released from prison, just these two days.

For two years, every time Ye Zijin went to visit, Zhao Jinnian refused to see her. Ye Zijin didn't understand why, but later she was relieved.She knew that Zhao Jinnian didn't want his relatives and friends to see him in his most downcast state, after all, he had the loftiness of a literati in his bones.Since he didn't want to see him, Ye Zijin didn't go either.Now that Zhao Jinnian is about to be released from prison, Ye Zijin feels that she should go to see him, Zhao Jinnian has no relatives in Shanghai, so even if she is an old friend, she should go to pick him up from prison.

Ye Zijin suddenly felt that a long, long time had passed. The ignorant woman back then had lost the strong admiration she used to have for the person she once liked. Instead, it had turned into a friendship between friends, mixed with a touch of love. Melancholy and nostalgia.

"What do you want to eat?" Meng Haoxiang asked when she saw her looking out the window in a daze.

Ye Zijin got out of the complicated emotions, glanced outside casually, and saw a wonton stand with kerosene lamps hanging on the side of the road, and said, "I want to eat wontons at the side of the road."

"Okay." Meng Haoxiang then ordered the driver to stop.

The owner of this wonton stall is a middle-aged couple. The wonton stall is leaning against the roadside with a few simple wooden tables and stools, a kerosene lamp is hung on the shelf, and the water in a large pot Suddenly, the steaming white air rose up, covering the oil lamp, and the light became dim and hazy.The women skillfully wrap the wontons, while the men cook the wontons and adjust the soup.

Meng Haoxiang still took out a handkerchief and put it on the stool Ye Zijin was going to sit on. Ye Zijin sat down and said, "I hope this time I can eat wontons with peace of mind. You have to put your gun away."

Meng Haoxiang couldn't help laughing, "I can shoot the gun much faster than you can eat the noodles. If you are worried that you won't be able to finish eating, you can eat one wonton at a time."

A middle-aged man came over to greet them, and both of them ordered small wontons stuffed with shepherd's purse and meat.

After a while, two bowls of steaming wontons were brought to the table. Meng Haoxiang handed the wiped chopsticks to Ye Zijin. Ye Zijin took the chopsticks and began to eat impatiently. Because he was busy finishing a cheongsam, he only ate dinner A few pieces of pastries, and now I saw small wontons bulging like ingots, and my appetite suddenly increased.

One bite, the skin is smooth, the meat is tender and the soup is fresh, and the mouth is full of fresh shepherd's purse fragrance.Ye Zijin felt as if her fatigue disappeared instantly after eating wontons. She knew that for those hardworking people who worked all day, it was a great happiness to be able to eat a bowl of steaming wontons after work.

Ye Zijin noticed that Meng Haoxiang had a small wonton in his pocket but hadn't eaten it for a long time. He couldn't help but wondered, "Why don't you eat it? Could it be that you dislike the unclean roadside stall?"

Meng Haoxiang shook his head lightly and said, "No, it's just that I suddenly remembered something and felt a little touched."

Meng Haoxiang smiled bitterly again, and put the wonton into his mouth.

Ye Zijin is not a person who likes to ask questions. Although she is a little curious about what Meng Haoxiang said about the past, as long as Meng Haoxiang doesn't want to talk about it, she will never ask.

Meng Haoxiang ate the wontons in the bowl slowly, seeing that Ye Zijin was silent, he asked, "Aren't you interested in knowing about me?"

Ye Zijin stopped her chopsticks and her eyelashes trembled, "If I want to know about you, I just need to read the newspaper, who made me have the habit of reading newspapers, I always see a certain boss and a certain lady together Attending a dinner party, or news about a certain boss and a certain singer cutting the ribbon for a certain company..."

Meng Haoxiang's gaze grasped Ye Zijin like an obsidian, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said, "Are you jealous?"

Only then did Ye Zijin realize that the sarcasm just now showed her displeasure, her face blushed, and she stammered, "Where is it... I won't be so boring..."

Meng Haoxiang smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, since you don't mind, then I will ask another woman to be my girlfriend tomorrow to attend Boss Yu's charity dinner? Then you can see it on the news again."

Ye Zijin snorted lightly, turned her head away, and said, "Whomever you invite to be your female companion is your freedom, what can I do."

Meng Haoxiang suddenly held Ye Zijin's hand, and said with a smile: "You can't hold back your anger so quickly? I thought you were generous. I'll tell you the name of the female companion I want to invite right now, do you want to hear it?"

With a cold face, Ye Zijin pulled his hand from Meng Haoxiang's and said disdainfully, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Seeing her angry, Meng Haoxiang was both angry and funny. If it were any other woman, she would have gnashed her teeth and asked who that woman was, and then she would cry to win the man's love and comfort, and finally fight for sovereignty with soft words and coquettishness.But Ye Zijin completely ignored it, acting as if it had nothing to do with him.

Meng Haoxiang didn't intend to continue to quarrel with her, and he was quite intentional: "The female companion I want to invite is named Ye Zijin, she is an elegant, intelligent, and gentle woman. How about it, Ms. Ye, would you like to attend the charity dinner with me tomorrow night ?"

Ye Zijin glanced at Meng Haoxiang lightly, "The invitation is not sincere enough."

Meng Haoxiang thought for a moment, and said, "If you don't agree, I have no choice but to stay at your house tonight. Anyway, I don't feel at ease if you live alone in that dilapidated alley."

Ye Zijin blushed, "Is this your sincere attitude?"

Meng Haoxiang smiled calmly and said, "I think I've been very sincere. How did you think about what I told you last time? Since you don't want to live in the property under my name, I bought a mansion in your name. Do you think about it anyway?"

It was only then that Ye Zijin remembered that Meng Haoxiang had been asking her to move some time ago, the reason was that she was worried about her living in a mixed alley with a woman.I thought that Meng Haoxiang just wanted to help her find a place with a better environment, but when Meng Haoxiang directly asked her to move into a villa under his name, Ye Zijin flatly refused.She didn't want to move, it was her and Zizheng's home, although Zizheng was gone now, but when she saw her brother's old things at home, she still had the feeling that Zizheng was by her side.

Ye Zijin shook his head and said, "I still want to live in my current home, no matter how good a villa is, it's just a house, not a home."

A trace of sadness flashed across Meng Haoxiang's eyes, he paused, and said, "A house with me isn't considered a home, is it?"

Ye Zijin's heart trembled, and she wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to speak.

Meng Haoxiang stood up suddenly, took out money from his pocket and put it on the table, then said to Zi Zijin: "Let's go, I'll take you home, if you want to eat wonton in the future, you can ask Mrs. He to make it for you, she will make it for you." The wontons stuffed with shepherd's purse and meat are better than this."

Ye Zijin gave a soft "Oh", but didn't look up at Meng Haoxiang.The two got into the car one after the other, and the car gradually drove from the bustling neighborhood to the quiet and narrow street, with mottled light and shadow shining in through the car windows along the way.

Ye Zijin quietly looked sideways at Meng Haoxiang beside him, seeing that his lips were tightly pursed and his jaw tensed, he knew that he was really angry.But she doesn't know how to explain it, but there is one thing she has to admit, at least for now, she has not yet come to the point where she regards Meng Haoxiang as a relative, she has admiration, gratitude, and heart for him... As for the family Being connected with Meng Haoxiang is indeed a bit far-fetched now.

Meng Haoxiang sent Ye Zijin downstairs. The lights in the corridor were dim and blurry. Under the lights, there were countless moths flapping their wings and pounced on the lights. Layers upon layers of moths rushed forward one after another, regardless of their own safety, even though the ground was covered with moths. corpse.Perhaps for moths, light is the love of their life, even if it is reduced to ashes.

"I'm going up, you should go back early to rest, tomorrow's charity dinner...you come to Shen Ji to pick me up..." Ye Zijin lowered her head and said softly.

Suddenly, a violent force surrounded her waist, pushing and hugging her body so that her body leaned back against the wall.Ye Zijin's limbs felt weak, and she felt a little flustered.She raised her head to meet Meng Haoxiang's burning and deep gaze, her face flushed, she bit her lower lip and reached out to push him away, but Meng Haoxiang held her hand firmly on his chest with his backhand.

She only heard a voice whispering in her ear: "Zijin, I can give you a home, our home..."

(End of this chapter)