After more than an hour's high-speed rail journey, Aunt Thirteen arrived in the increasingly prosperous city of Chengdu as scheduled.
The station is full of modern atmosphere, with a brand new tall and wide roof, which is in no way inferior to that of an airport.
In the spacious and bright waiting hall, each shop is decorated more gorgeously than the other.
Here, even if the travelers are not in a good mood, they will probably feel that the world is so big and worth seeing.
Walking in the exit passage, Aunt Thirteen imagined the lobby next door where she had waited for the bus and the VIP lounge.
This time when I came back, I felt a little uncomfortable without the little one around me.
The little girl is getting further and further away from me.
The mother and daughter, one went west and the other went east.
Now, my daughter is probably still running away from me at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, on her way back to Yang Fan’s hometown.
Thinking of this, Thirteenth Aunt felt empty inside.
I am increasingly reluctant to part with the little girl.
He didn't know when he could take such a journey with his daughter and himself, or when she would follow him and run towards Akina Mountain, back to his hometown.
Sometimes, Shisan would feel annoyed as to why this happened. It would be great if he was still unmarried. He wouldn’t care that he was younger than him. Even if he had a girlfriend, he would still snatch her away.
But if I didn't have a daughter, I probably wouldn't have anything to do with him.
The two of them became closer thanks to their daughter.
When they first met, he liked her daughter very much, and her daughter liked him too.
After a few interactions, she, who was by her daughter's side, gradually became involved with him.
The car sent by Wen's mother had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Shisan came out of the station, someone came to carry her luggage and took her to the car.
Before nine o'clock in the evening, Aunt Thirteen entered my parents' home.
Yang Fan and Guo Guo were still speeding on the highway, and it would probably take another two hours to get home.
"Guoguo is really not coming back?" Mother Wen looked behind Aunt Thirteen and was slightly surprised when she didn't see her elf-like granddaughter.
Wen's father was also at home, sitting on the sofa in front of the TV in the living room.
Seeing that only his daughter came back without his granddaughter, he said with some regret: "Why didn't you bring the little one back? I miss her so much."
Aunt Thirteen was even more unhappy: "You keep talking about your granddaughter and never put your daughter in your eyes. I won't be back this month or next month."
Dad and Mom Wen looked at each other and smiled.
Mother Wen called upstairs, "Sister Lu, please go and make some midnight snack for Thirteen. And also for me and Old Wen."
Sister Lu, the Wen family’s nanny, lives at home.
"You've grown up. Mom and dad miss you but are too embarrassed to say it out loud. They can only use Guoguo as a shield, do you understand?" After instructing the nanny to prepare a midnight snack, Wen's mother and Shisan took the elevator and went upstairs to put their luggage.
"I don't understand. I came back alone and you didn't treat me well." Thirteen had a cold face.
"Then when will you bring your Xiaofan back?" Wen's mother asked with a smile.
Thirteen's cold face suddenly turned red, and he said angrily: "Mom, I'm just Guoguo's father, not mine..."
"I understand. I understand." Wen's mother still smiled: "Not your boyfriend or husband."
Thirteen stomped his feet: "Mom, I am already the mother of a several-year-old child, can you please stop treating me like a child?"
Wen's mother disagreed: "Even if you are the mother of a child in his teens, you are still my daughter. Besides, you are not..."
At this point, Wen's mother stopped talking and quickly changed the subject: "Your eldest sister wants to take the children back to Chengdu for Children's Day. You can bring Guoguo back then."
"Let's talk about it later. Guoguo may only want to live with her father and even dislike me." After getting out of the elevator, Aunt Thirteen carried the luggage into her room.
"Does your little darling love Xiaofan so much?" Wen's mother asked curiously.
"What do you think? Xiaofan once gave her a question. Among the options, only one person or pet could survive to accompany her. You and my dad were not even as good as Rolling, so we were crossed out early on." Aunt Thirteen was in a good mood.
"That's not normal. Your dad and I don't spend much time with her." Wen's mother didn't care.
After a pause, she asked again: "Did Guoguo choose Xiaofan in the end?"
Thirteen looked jealous: "In the end, it was only Xiaofan and I. The little girl cried so hard and didn't know how to choose, so Xiaofan didn't let her continue to choose."
"Xiaofan did the right thing." Mother Wen sat beside her daughter's bed and watched her take out the gift box from the suitcase.
Although the house has everything, it is the daughter's gift.
"If she continues to choose, the little girl will definitely choose her father. I get angry when I think about it." Aunt Thirteen dropped the gift box and went to the bathroom in the bedroom to wash her face and go to the toilet.
Mother Wen sat on Thirteen's bed, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and sighed slowly after a long time.
Why hasn’t my little daughter recovered from her illness yet
This is a difficult situation.
A few minutes later, Thirteen came out with a few water droplets hanging on his bangs.
She looks no different without makeup than before, and appears more neighborly and approachable.
"Thirteen, sit down." Wen's mother patted the bed next to her.
Thirteen didn't think too much about it. He wiped his face with a wet towel and sat next to Wen's mother.
"Thirteen, tell me the truth, have you ever slept in the same room with Xiaofan?" Wen's mother went straight to the point.
Thirteen was stunned, as if he couldn't believe that his mother asked so directly.
"Mom, you're asking this too?" Thirteen's face was as red as an unmarried girl, feeling shy, embarrassed, and at a loss.
"Well, this is a question that I have to ask." Wen's mother said frankly.
"I refuse to answer." Thirteen stood up and wanted to leave.
Mother Wen quickly grabbed her little daughter and said, "This is really important, Thirteen, answer your mother's question."
Thirteen shook off Wen Ma's hand and blushed, "No!"
Mother Wen was stunned: "You have never shared a room with Xiaofan?"
"Don't ask any more questions!" Thirteen wanted to run, but this was her room, where could she run to
She had no choice but to pull her mother up and try to push her away.
Wen's mother was a noble lady, much plumper than Shisan. If she didn't want to leave, Shisan couldn't push her away.
"Thirteen!" Wen's mother looked somewhat helpless, and turned to her little daughter and said, "Don't push it, Mom wants to have a good chat with you."
"Just chat, and don't ask this kind of questions anymore." Thirteen shook his hair and sat back on the bed.
"Okay." Wen's mother also sat back.
There is a sofa, a coffee table and a TV in the room.
But sitting on the bed makes the mother-daughter relationship seem more intimate, the conversation is more relaxed, and the topics are broader.
"Before we talk, please answer my question first. Have you ever slept with Xiaofan?" Wen's mother asked again.
Thirteen blushed, unable to do anything to her mother, and whispered, "No, it hasn't come to that."
Hearing what her youngest daughter said, Mother Wen felt relieved.
But soon he became a little surprised and worried, and asked, "Why hasn't it come to that yet? Isn't Xiaofan capable?"
Shisan didn't want to answer this kind of question, but he thought that not answering might cause his mother to misunderstand and look down on Yang Fan.
It is a woman's duty to maintain her man's face.
"No, the timing is not right yet." Thirteen explained shyly.