Jubo

When Wang Cheng returned home, the food was ready. Mama Wang asked him to wash his hands. The family of three gathered around the dinner table to eat. During the meal, they talked about a few things that happened during the day. Papa Wang’s friend had already left after getting some samples in the afternoon. In order to thank him, he also gave him chestnut and hawthorn. His friend did not delay.

After eating, Mama Wang washed the dishes and went out for a walk with Papa Wang.

Wang Cheng went back to the house to clean up briefly. He didn't return for two days, and the table and chairs were a little dusty. Because Mama Wang was busy, she didn't help him clean up recently.

An hour later, the two elders returned. Wang Cheng had already taken a shower and was sitting in the living room. While watching TV, he wiped his hair that was not a few centimeters long. Papa Wang walked over to take a look, saying a word.

"My son's head has finally grown." Although it looked like a hedgehog’s head now, it should get better when it grows longer.

After listening to this sentence, Wang Cheng's expression immediately collapsed, and he looked resentfully at his dear father, "Dad, your son’s head has always been growing." What a big mistake to say it like this, if he didn't grow a head, could he still be sitting there?

Dad Wang blinked, and after a few seconds he reacted and realized he said the wrong thing, laughing, "My mouth was wrong, hair is hair."

Wang Cheng was still resentful.

When Mama Wang came out of the kitchen, she saw the father and son, one sulking and one with a speechless expression. She shook her head, how old were they?

The TV was broadcasting the news. Mama Wang took out a plate of fruit from the kitchen, all of the fruits were sliced, and a few toothpicks were inserted in them. These were the crabapples that just ripened a few days ago. It didn’t look like an apple that much, but the colors were much brighter, big and red. These were all wild, but sweeter than the crabapples on the market. In the days two days he was away, the crabapples just placed in the shop were all bought up.

Wang Cheng inserted a toothpick into a piece of crabapple and suddenly thought of something, "Mom, I heard Aunt Guan San talk about something in the morning, and she said that something had happened at the uncle's house. Do you know what happened?"

Obviously Mama Wang had heard of it, her expression became faint, "You know, it is your cousin and his girlfriend, that girl named Sally. They broke up."

"It’s Lisa." Wang Cheng added.

"Well, it's just the name. It is said that the two broke up and I don't know what happened. Your cousin went home and made trouble with your uncle and auntie. Everyone except you knows what happened in these two days. "

"Is there anything else?" Wang Cheng stared at Mama Wang. With the temper of the eldest uncle's family, they would definitely complain that their family had caused his cousin and Lisa to break up. They would definitely say something. In the morning, Aunt Guan San’s gossiping expression showed him that things were not so simple.

"What else can happen, it’s all boring things." Mama Wang really did not want to tell him.

Wang Cheng said, "Did eldest auntie tell people everywhere that we harmed their family?"

"How did you know?" Papa Wang responded. Mama Wang just glared at him as soon as he spoke, and he knew that the made a mistake, quickly closing his mouth.

"I knew it when I guessed it." Wang Cheng shrugged. It wouldn’t be worth it to herself if his auntie didn't take advantage of this opportunity to make a fuss.

"Anyway, don't bother. As soon as things pass, your aunt will naturally stop."

Wang Cheng felt that things were not that simple. If she was the kind of person who would give up easily, she would not be the kind of unreasonable and mean woman who spouted nonsense. Now she was likely to be waiting for the perfect time to make a big move. At that time, all they would need to do is watch her tricks. At ten o'clock, their family turned off the TV on time, and Wang Cheng returned to his room, sending a message to Chu Yifeng.

Boss Chu, today a woman asked me for my cell phone number. I said that my girlfriend was too jealous, so she left in disappointment. What do you think?

Stealing fish behind my back?

[T/N: cheating metaphor.]

Wang Cheng thought for a while, and replied, If I really stole fish, what would you do? He thought Chu Yifeng would reply with a sentence like ‘interrupt your third leg’, but he guessed wrong.

If you were someone else, I wouldn’t do anything. If you do it, I will kill your fishy person.

[T/N: He would kill the person he is cheating with, if it’s not obvious to you.]

Wang Cheng's fingers pressing on the screen suddenly stopped. This sentence seemed casual, but he felt Chu Yifeng's seriousness from it. From all their interactions until now, he had never had such a profound experience. It really bore a sense of burden on the body. This was not child's play. There were still a few mountains they may not be able to cross.

What’s wrong?

After a long time without his reply, Chu Yifeng sent another message.

Wang Cheng looked back and typed a few words on the screen with his finger. "Boss Chu, I suddenly discovered that the pressure to interact with you is really great.

Chu Yifeng on the other side of the phone probably did not expect that he would say this sentence, and remained silent for a few seconds,

Wang Cheng smiled, raising the corners of his mouth. He quickly input with his fingers: But only I can withstand this pressure. You will never find a second who can be so tolerant of you. If you dare to apologize in the future, I will really run away, leaving you nowhere to cry.

Staring at this message, Chu Yifeng smiled slowly. He thought, ‘Today's information should always be stored in the mobile phone and never be deleted.’

Busy life made time go very fast, but only then could life be more meaningful. Although most of the villagers in the Guan’s Village were not very wealthy at home, they lived happier than the people living in the city. Many times one could hear their laughter and calls, and that was what anyone would want.

The footsteps of autumn passed slowly, and winter was soon coming. Everyone in the village wore thick coats.

On this day, Wang Cheng went to his family’s jam shop as usual. Papa Wang was going to see the businessman with his friend today, and Mama Wang had something to do. So, today, he was looking after the shop.

At eight o'clock in Chengping, many shops started to open their doors for business. When Wang Cheng arrived, it was around nine o'clock. There were many people on the street. The uncle next door saw him and greeted him with a smile. Their family’s shop was only opened for a few days, but everyone nearby knew them.

"Wang Cheng, why did you come to watch the shop today, how about your dad?"

Papa Wang was a person who couldn’t stay idle. He greeted these neighbors on the first day of opening, and he was doing well. After knowing that Wang Cheng was his son, they all praised him for his talents, and became even more enthusiastic. Many also wanted to introduce their daughters to Wang Cheng.

"My dad has something to do, so I’m here these two days." Wang Cheng's aunt next door smiled. When he didn't play tricks, his solemn appearance confirmed the man-like dog-like saying, but many people chose to take him in for cover, even praising him vigorously.

"This guy is really looking better and better, but unfortunately my daughter is already married. Otherwise, I would have put them together in a hurry."

"Don't think about it, they don't necessarily want your daughter."

"What happened to my daughter, she is beautiful like a flower."

"She was just like a flower when you married her off."

The two said a few words and then got up. Wang Cheng heard it early in the shop, but he automatically ignored it. This was not the first time he heard such words. IHe didn’t need to pay attention every time or he would be bored to death.

There were more guests in the morning, because the people in Chengping were more enthusiastic. After discovering that their jam was delicious, they not only bought it for themselves, but also introduced it to their friends and relatives. It was thanks to them that the Wang family jam shop was known to so many people.

This day, a stranger came into the shop.

"What do you want, sir? I have jams and fresh fruits of the season. They are freshly picked from the mountain, and taste very sweet. You can buy some and try it." Wang Cheng walked to the man and saw him. At first sight of his appearance, there was a sudden familiar feeling. He realized the next second that this person looked a bit similar to himself, but if one looked closely, they didn’t seem that similar. At first glance, one may have this illusion, but at second glance, one would find that their temperaments were very different.

Wang Cheng felt like a sunny and handsome guy, and his smile was very bright, as if one would never see a dark side of him. The man obviously had a calm temperament, but it was different from Wang Ningan's calmness.

Men tend to be more mature and restrained. After experiencing this kind of tempering, all the edges and corners were put away, and only a casual hard blow is given to others. This kind of person is usually very deep in the city: he may not be smiling when he smiles at you. When calculating you, there are definitely not many people who can make him truly care.

Wang Ning'an was different. His calmness was more reflected in indifference, but it was not reflected in front of his family. In front of outsiders, his indifference would be vivid especially in the deep city, but sometimes he would be straightforward and show his true emotions.

[T/N: All three paragraphs possibly from the other person's perspective. I'm not sure.]

"Hello, how much jam do you have here?"

"Well sir, are you going to buy a lot?" Wang Cheng was a little surprised when he heard what he said. It was definitely the first time this person came to this shop. If he had been here before, he would never fail to recognize him, even if he just listened to others. Having said that, the first thing should not have been to not ask him how much jam he had, but to confirm whether his jam was really delicious.

"Hello, my surname is Zheng. I heard that the jam here is good. I just need a batch of jam. Someone recommended me to come here. When I came here, I heard someone say that your jam is delicious. Is it too difficult?" The man explained.

"Oh, it's not difficult. I'm just curious. Mr. Zheng's face looks strange. Does your accent belong to the Imperial Capital?" Wang Cheng asked.

"How do you know, you've been to Imperial Capital?" The man's eyes narrowed.

"I've been there, but only once, mainly because I have a friend who lives in the capital."

"So that’s it."

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