Only married but not in love: Ex-wife, see you tonight!

Chapter 23

Of course, there is no such thing as a ball of yarn in the villa. Ruan Anxi nodded understandingly. Anyway, the most important thing she lacks now is time. If she hadn't been restricted from moving, she would have wanted to pick the yarn herself.

Aunt Wang set the table and chopsticks, but her mouth was not disturbed at all, and she joked like an addict: "It's almost autumn, madam wants to knit a sweater for sir, right?"

Ruan Anxi didn't answer the call, and Aunt Wang didn't need her to answer the call, so she made up a scene of a loving couple on her own.

Ruan Anxi, who was leaning against the kitchen door beside her, thought that she was too busy raising a family before, and she hadn't made any clothes for Xiaodouding in three years.

Anyway, being idle here is also idle, so why not learn more skills so that you don't overwhelm yourself with too many skills.

Thinking of her previous job, Ruan Anxi became angry. At worst, she would set up a stall to sell handicrafts in the future, so she couldn't bump into the wild wolf by mistake, right?

Aunt Wang moved very nimbly, and when Ruan Anxi walked halfway around the villa, she came in with fresh vegetables and fruits, and there were a few balls of wool in the shopping bag.

But this color... Taking out the brightest ginger yellow in it, Ruan Anxi sighed secretly.

Wouldn't it be better for her to explain just now?

"Madam likes this color?" Aunt Wang had already put away the dishes and sat down beside her, "That's right, sir, he's only thirty, and wearing those black and gray all day makes a good person look old-fashioned. vision."

Not wanting to hear Aunt Wang's rambling mention of Shiyan, Ruan Anxi interrupted her directly: "Are you busy now?"

Before Aunt Wang could speak, she explained again: "It's almost autumn and I want to learn it early."

It's not because Shi Yan can't wait or anything, I beg you, Aunt Wang, to stop.

But looking at the last pair of eyes that were quite meaningful, Ruan Anxi knew that her words had been interpreted as "I want to learn to do something for my husband sooner."

Middle-aged women are scarier than little girls.

At the end of the day, she only learned the simplest jersey knitting method. After dinner, Ruan Anxi tensed up almost like a conditioned reflex.

However, he was restless until he woke up the next morning, and Shi Yan never showed up again.

It was still the same the next day. Ruan Anxi's tense nerves finally relaxed, but Aunt Wang began to be dissatisfied: "Mr. is on a business trip for the past two days, right? Why didn't you tell the family."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ruan Anxi - his wife must have not slept well these two days, her complexion is very bad.

The Lord was only concentrating on fiddling with the wool and didn't answer. Aunt Wang only thought that she was losing her temper because Shi Yan didn't come back, so she didn't dare to say anything more. She just looked down at her hand and couldn't help but said: "Oh, the knitting is very good. , why did you dismantle it again?"

Although she said she wanted to learn how to knit a sweater, Ruan Anxi knits too small at first, and in the past two days she basically knits and disassembles the knitting. Most of the good wool has been ruined now, and now she doesn't even have a full sleeve. Weave well.

What she didn't know was that Ruan Anxi wanted to knit clothes for her little Douding, but the size would be suspected no matter how she looked at it, and she didn't want to knit a sweater for Shi Yan in order to conceal the truth, she would rather spend more time than that Dismantle what has been woven.

Anyway, what she lacks most now is time.

Not getting an answer from Ruan Anxi, and seeing her complexion, Aunt Wang couldn't help sighing—compared to four years ago, the wife seems to lose her temper easily now.

But in the love of young people, it's normal to have a little temper, after all, it's fine now that the person is back.

Aunt Wang thought up a [-]-episode urban emotional drama, contentedly planning to go grocery shopping, when she saw the housekeeper coming this way as soon as she left the house.

Ruan Anxi didn't know, but the housekeeper knew it well. Since she was in a coma in the living room for a whole night last time, all the people who were serving in the villa were withdrawn, and she asked Aunt Wang to wait inside alone.

And he still needs to report the situation to his husband, so he can only rely on Aunt Wang.

The two were already acquainted, and when the housekeeper asked Aunt Wang about his wife's situation, she didn't hide it, and she didn't forget to complain a few words: "Sir, too, how can you just focus on work and not go home."

Seeing that the housekeeper just laughed and didn't answer, Aunt Wang said again: "The madam was going to knit a sweater for the husband herself, but the husband didn't come back for two days, so the madam just unraveled the knitted sweater."

The housekeeper is clear about Ruan Anxi's attitude towards her master, and now she can't help being suspicious when she hears Aunt Wang's words: "Hand...to sir?"

Aunt Wang nodded: "Isn't that right, but it's been dismantled several times now, if Mr. doesn't come back, I'm afraid there won't even be a sleeve left."

In the living room, Ruan Anxi didn't know that Aunt Wang had "sold" her cleanly. Seeing the mess of wool in front of her eyes, her longing was even more intense.

Before, sometimes Yan suppressed her and didn't dare to think about these things, but now that Shi Yan never came back, she couldn't help but become a little active.

It's okay to go back or not, and it's okay to talk to her little baby first.

It's a pity that although Shi Yan is not here, it is like an iron bucket. She has no channels to communicate with the outside world, and there is only Aunt Wang in the villa... Aunt Wang?
Ruan Anxi's eyes lit up, and she had a preliminary plan in her mind.

When Aunt Wang came back from grocery shopping today, she saw that the sofa had been cleaned up, and Ruan Anxi already had sleeves in her hands, but... "Ma'am, your knitting is a bit small, right?"

Ruan Anxi took the wool away with a look of surprise and looked at it for a few times before smiling: "It seems that I am not suitable for learning this, let's forget it."

After speaking, she deftly dismantled the sleeves into a ball of wool again. Aunt Wang shook her head. She didn't know how well she knits the sweater, but she was very skilled at dismantling it.

The next day, Ruan Anxi didn't touch the wool again, but became interested and helped Aunt Wang make dumplings, and personally prepared the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast: "I have learned something in the past two years, and I will give it to Aunt Wang tomorrow morning." Shall I make an opinion?"

Only my wife would do this kind of thing. Aunt Wang knew she couldn't refuse, so she agreed with a smile.

Seeing that the plan went well, Ruan Anxi felt much better. She got up early the next day, steamed a double-skin milk, cut fruit to make milk soup, fried eggs and toasted bread, and warmed up two cups of fresh milk .

Looking at the empty milk carton, Ruan Anxi smiled with satisfaction—now Aunt Wang must go out to buy it today.

The breakfast was used up under Aunt Wang's compliments. After all, she raised a little bean, and she made these desserts very easily.

After handing over the tableware to Aunt Wang to clean up, Ruan Anxi said casually, "Can I borrow Aunt Wang's mobile phone to play Landlords? My mobile phone is upstairs and I don't want to go get it."

Aunt Wang smiled helplessly: "You, just like my granddaughter, if Mr. Wang calls to see you right now, he won't regret it."

Even though he said that, he obediently handed over the phone, Ruan Anxi pretended not to hear her last words, just smiled and said: "I'm helping you win Happy Beans, so don't blame me—by the way, at home I ran out of milk this morning, remember to buy more later."

The plan went smoothly. It is a common problem for middle-aged and elderly people not to remember to carry their mobile phones with them. Aunt Wang forgot that the mobile phone was still in Ruan Anxi's hand until she went out.

"Click."

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Ruan Anxi quit the game almost at the same time, went to the window and looked at Aunt Wang's back and dialed the number she memorized.

"Hey?"

A different and indifferent voice came over, but Ruan Anxi ignored the surprise and hurriedly said, "Jing Chen? How is Xiao Bei these days?"

"Xiaoxi?" The voice over there was a little surprised, but soon returned to its usual gentleness, "Xiao Bei these few days...I'm at the company now, do you want to see her?"

Feeling flustered by the silence in Pei Jingchen's words, Ruan Anxi instantly felt that she was too unreliable, and her voice couldn't help trembling: "What's wrong with her?"

The other side hesitated for a while before saying: "Maybe I missed you too much. I had a low fever the day before yesterday. I didn't let her go to school these two days. I stayed at home with my aunt."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Do you want to see her?"

No mother heard that her child was not in a hurry to get sick, Ruan Anxi hurriedly responded, but realized her current situation: "I...can you take her out?"

This time Pei Jingchen responded happily: "No problem, send me your address."

Ruan Anxi was a little hesitant. Although Shi Yan hadn't come back these days, maybe he had a sudden convulsion today.

She didn't want Shi Yan to see Xiao Bei, so she couldn't let Pei Jingchen bring Xiao Bei here.

But the strong yearning and worry for Xiaodouding suppressed all thoughts, and Ruan Anxi finally reported the location of a nearby small park—the place would only be visited by old men and women for a walk in the early morning and evening, so it was relatively safe.

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Anxi hurriedly changed her clothes, grabbed the mask and peaked cap, and went straight out the door.

The villa was a little far away from the small building where the servants lived, and she went out only after seeing that there was no one outside, so she was not hindered by anything.

The trouble is that this place is really remote, Ruan Anxi didn't stop a car all the way to the small park.

As soon as she arrived at the gate of the small park, she saw the white Tesla, and her heart moved, and her pace quickened a little.

"Mommy—"

The immature child's voice came over accompanied by a small figure, Ruan Anxi subconsciously opened her arms and squatted down, and a small fleshy cannonball smashed into her arms in the next second.

"Mommy, Mommy—" After all, it's been a while since we saw each other, and Xiao Douding was so overjoyed that he threw himself into his mommy's arms and acted like a baby, completely forgetting that he had been assigned a task.

Ruan Anxi picked up her little daughter. Although the weight in her hand didn't change much, she always felt that the child lost a lot: "Have you been disobedient these few days?"

Ruan Xiaobei shook his head: "No, no, Dad said Mommy will come back only if Xiaobei is obedient."

Hearing Ruan Xiaobei's name, Ruan Anxi unconsciously glanced at Pei Jingchen who was walking towards this side, but before she could correct her, the child drew her attention back: "Xiaobei hasn't seen Mommy for many years, Mommy Are Mi and Xiaobei going home?"

(End of this chapter)