• Next Chapter

Fu Mingxue had finally sorted things out with the house next door.

She let out a sigh of relief.

"Don’t tell my mom about this yet. Otherwise, she’ll definitely say no. We can talk about it after I’ve bought the place."

Qin Wenhao, of course, did whatever his wife said, so he nodded immediately.

"Then I’ll head to my friend’s place. You can go to the train station on your own when it’s time."

She was inventing a friend on the spot, just so she could hurry up and get this done.

It was a good thing her mom wasn’t back yet.

If her mom were to return and Qin Wenhao accidentally let the cat out of the bag, she would almost certainly disapprove of them buying a house.

That’s why she had to get it done quickly.

Qin Wenhao: ...?

’Didn’t she say she’d stay with me a little longer?’

’We’ve only exchanged a few words, and now she’s leaving again?’

’Even if it’s for buying a house, there’s no need to be in such a hurry, is there?’

"I’ll go with you."

How could Fu Mingxue possibly let him tag along?

’If he comes with me, my cover will be blown!’

She quickly refused, "No, it’s fine. I can handle it myself. Besides, you have to go pick up my mom later, so you don’t want to be late."

With that, she went inside, pretending she was going to get money.

Qin Wenhao: ...?

’But isn’t it still early to go pick up my mother-in-law?’

Still, he got the message—his wife clearly didn’t want him to tag along.

’Fine!’

Fu Mingxue went back inside, grabbed a bag as a prop, and came out again quickly.

"I’ll be on my way, then."

"Okay!" Qin Wenhao helped her by pushing the bicycle out.

Fu Mingxue followed behind him, taking the bicycle once they were past the main gate.

"Ride carefully!" Qin Wenhao added, still a little worried.

A bicycle was fast, and it saved a lot of effort.

But that speed was also worrying. It just wasn’t as safe as relying on your own two feet.

"Alright, I know." And with that, Fu Mingxue was off in a flurry.

She headed straight for the school.

As it happened, she needed to make a trip back there anyway.

As for what she was actually up to—well, Qin Wenhao hadn’t followed her, so how would he ever know?

Meanwhile, Mrs. Fu and Qin Wenshu’s train was indeed scheduled to arrive at ten o’clock.

As they neared the station, Qin Wenshu couldn’t help but sigh. "Ah, how are we back already!"

His words made Mrs. Fu chuckle. "What, haven’t you had your fill of the train yet?"

"Auntie, it’s not that I haven’t had my fill of the train. It’s just that when I get home, I’ll have to face my mother’s relentless nagging. She’s terrifying."

"It’s just about marriage, isn’t it? You’re not getting any younger, so it’s normal for your mother to be anxious for you to get married."

’If I had a son in his early twenties who wasn’t even seeing anyone, I’d be worried sick too.’

’Heck, I was already worrying about my own daughter’s marriage prospects when she was just seventeen.’

’If she had reached twenty and still wasn’t married, I wouldn’t have been able to sleep at night.’

Qin Wenshu: ...?

’Are all mothers in the world cut from the same cloth?’

’I’ll only be 21 this year, how is that "not getting any younger"?’

’I’m in the prime of my youth, so why the rush to get married?’

’I mean, getting married at 23 would be perfectly fine!’

Just then, the train pulled into the station.

"Auntie, we’re here. Let’s get off, quickly."

The moment Mrs. Fu heard they were getting off, she had no more time to worry about whether Qin Wenshu was getting married or not.

She immediately grew tense and grabbed her luggage.

She had left with a single bundle but was now returning with three.

She had bought some chickens and ducks from her neighbors, along with eggs, pickled vegetables, and other things.

The chickens and ducks were stuffed in a fertilizer bag, with only their heads poking out.

Qin Wenshu carried the bag in one hand.

After the two of them got off the train, just as Qin Wenshu was about to help escort Mrs. Fu, he heard someone shout, "Qin Wenshu!"

Recognizing the familiar voice, Qin Wenshu immediately looked toward the sound.

"Brother Wenhuo? Auntie, look! Brother Wenhuo is here."

If you find any errors (non-standard content, ads redirect, broken links, etc..), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.

Report

Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter