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Because of Ming Yanying's incident, Meng Shuyu changed his mind on the way back to Nanhuai. He wanted to spend more time with Zhou Jun and go with him to the southern suburbs to visit his grandparents before going home.
Unlike the last performance in September last year, this time I felt somewhat nervous about meeting the parents. I didn't feel anything when Meng Shuyu said that he was going, but the closer he got to the southern suburbs, the more nervous he became.
She and Zhou Jun had gone through many twists and turns before, and they broke up and got back together on and off. He had promised to "come more often" but he broke his promise. No one knew how Zhou Jun explained it to his grandparents.
The car gradually drove into the junction of urban and rural areas. Ren Xu was driving in the front and Meng Shuyu was sitting in the back seat, with her hands resting on Zhou Jun's palms, and he was stroking and playing with each of her fingers.
"Stop playing around!" Meng Shuyu slapped the back of his hand, "I'm thinking about something..."
Zhou Jun: "I didn't know our relationship was fake. Later, you didn't go and they didn't ask, maybe they guessed we had a fight. But it's true that they hope I get married, and they really like you, so don't be nervous."
"… "
Did he have an emotional exchange with the worm in her stomach last night
He had finished speaking, and Meng Shuyu had nothing more to ask or think about, so he put his hand back into Zhou Jun's palm: "Okay, then you can continue playing."
There was a puffing sound from the front.
Meng Shuyu raised his eyes and saw Ren Xu smiling: "Boss lady, please leave me alone. I'm just shipping this couple."
"… "
Zhou Jun: "Drive your car."
Ren Xu uttered an "oh" and gripped the steering wheel tightly.
After entering the alley, Meng Shuyu was talking to Zhou Jun when they suddenly felt the car stopped. Looking up, they saw a sports car squeezed in the middle of the narrow alley, blocking their way.
"Hey, is that a Bugatti Veyron?" Meng Shuyu asked Zhou Jun, pointing at the silver-white sports car.
Zhou Jun nodded.
"I can actually see a luxury car here that I can never afford in my lifetime. The last time I saw this car was in a dating variety show. Oh, yes, that variety show was recorded in Nanhuai. It must be that our Nanhuai has a developed economy..."
"You can't buy a national road even if you drive a Bugatti Veyron. Why is it blocked here?" Ren Xu complained and honked the horn. He saw a young man with broad shoulders, narrow waist and tall figure coming down from the driver's seat of the sports car in front.
Meng Shuyu suddenly stared at the man and grabbed Zhou Jun's wrist: "Oh my God!"
Zhou Jun followed her gaze and looked forward: "Interested?"
"Isn't that a side story?!"
Zhou Jun looked doubtful.
"You don't know that pianist?"
Zhou Jun looked at the young woman getting out of the passenger seat of the car in front and reminded her, "It seems like she has a girlfriend."
"Oh my God, it's Liang Yixuan!" Unexpectedly, Meng Shuyu was not disappointed, but even more excited.
Zhou Jun: "This is..."
"Wait a minute, don't disturb me from shipping CP..." Meng Shuyu raised his hand towards Zhou Jun, lowered the car window and looked out.
Seeing Liang Yixuan pointing at their car and talking, "You are blocking others, move your car quickly, it will be embarrassing for the neighbors!"
"Tsk, it's quite lively here at your grandma's house." Bian Xu sat back in the driver's seat.
Meng Shuyu grabbed Zhou Jun's hand and trembled with excitement. He lowered his voice and said, "Zhou Jun, this is real! I thought such a sweet love was a script!"
"… "
Zhou Jun rested his elbows on the windowsill and tapped his temple lightly with his index finger.
Ren Xu immediately read on the phone screen: "Mr. Zhou, here's the encyclopedia for you. The man is a pianist and the woman is a ballet dancer. They were successfully paired up on an amateur dating variety show last year and became a very popular couple. Their story was jokingly called the real-life version of Pride and Prejudice by netizens. Their couple name is "Revisiting Liangyuan."
Zhou Jun nodded and looked at Meng Shuyu: "Do you like this one?"
"Of course, I like it very much..." Meng Shuyu stared at Bian Xu and Liang Yixuan without blinking, and after the car started moving forward again, he still looked at the rear windshield reluctantly.
After looking for a while, she suddenly felt the atmosphere in the car was chilly. In a blink of an eye, she found that Zhou Jun was looking at her coldly.
Meng Shuyu's heart skipped a beat: "No, I mean I like them both, not that guy. If that guy didn't have a wife, I wouldn't even look at him."
"So this becomes 'that man'?" Zhou Jun raised his eyebrows.
"Of course, except for my boyfriend, they are all 'that guy'."
Ren Xu chuckled.
"Look," Meng Shuyu pointed at Ren Xu, "I hated them the same way last year as Assistant Ren does now."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhou, please don't be surprised. CP is already a popular culture."
Zhou Jun looked at the two of them and nodded: "It's a culture where people who haven't had a relationship themselves find it fun to watch others in love."
Meng Shuyu, Ren Xu: "..."
The car stopped as they were talking. Meng Shuyu followed Zhou Jun out of the car and walked into the private courtyard. They saw Huang Guifen and Chang Qiushi repairing a collapsed flower stand in the yard.
"Xiao Jun is here!" The two old men stopped what they were doing and looked at the person next to him and asked in surprise, "Xiao Meng?"
"Happy New Year, Grandpa and grandma!" Meng Shuyu smiled and took Zhou Jun's arm and walked forward.
Huang Guifen took a while to react before she happily greeted him: "Happy New Year! Happy New Year... I haven't seen Xiao Meng for a long time!"
Meng Shuyu touched his nose: "Sorry grandma, I had a quarrel with Zhou Jun before..."
"I did something wrong and made her unhappy." Zhou Jun continued with a smile.
Meng Shuyu glanced at Zhou Jun.
Huang Qiufen looked at Zhou Jun and asked Meng Shuyu, "Has he changed his ways now?"
"You have changed, grandma. You have changed a lot."
"There is still room for improvement." Zhou Jun looked at Meng Shuyu and said, then he glanced at the collapsed flower stand beside him and asked Huang Guifen, "When did it fall down? Why didn't you tell me?"
"It was blown down by the strong wind last night, so your grandfather and I thought about repairing it ourselves."
"Let me do it."
Meng Shuyu let go of Zhou Jun's hand at the right time.
"Don't rush, come and eat first." Chang Qiushi waved to the two of them.
Meng Shuyu and Zhou Jun entered the hall and sat down side by side at the dining table. Looking at the familiar dishes on the table, Meng Shuyu said to Zhou Jun with emotion: "Wow, I finally know where you learned your cooking skills."
Huang Guifen smiled and said, "Does Xiaojun cook often?"
Meng Shuyu nodded: "When we are not busy, we will eat at home. He cooks for us. I am not very good at cooking, so I help out..."
The two old men seemed to get some message from these words and looked at each other.
"One meeting between the two of us is enough," Chang Qiushi smiled, "Quick, Xiaojun, serve Xiaomeng a bowl of soup."
"Let Xiao Meng give it to Xiao Junsheng!" Meng Shuyu snatched the soup spoon.
Zhou Jun glanced at her sideways: "Are you so anxious to show off?"
"Come to my house later and I'll see if you're in a hurry." Meng Shuyu glanced at him.
Zhou Jun laughed. Seeing the two old men smiling just like Ren Xu just now, he shook his head at them and said, "You can't win the argument with her."
After lunch, Zhou Jun accompanied Huang Guifen to the yard to repair the flower stand.
Meng Shuyu originally wanted to follow and watch, but then he thought it would be rude to stick to Zhou Jun all the time, and it would not be appropriate to leave Chang Qiushi alone in the room, so he stayed in the hall to watch the old man practice calligraphy and grind ink for him.
When Meng Shuyu entered the room just now, she noticed that the painting "Ru Meng Ling" written by her and Zhou Jun was still hanging on the wall of the hall. She asked curiously, "Grandpa, when Zhou Jun came back to see you and grandma, didn't he ask you to take down the calligraphy?"
Chang Qiushi took off his reading glasses and looked at the wall. "No way. He has been sitting on the sofa staring at the words since he came back. His grandmother and I didn't dare to ask any more questions."
Meng Shuyu smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to have made you worry."
"You young people have your share of divisions and unions, what's the big deal?"
"Not anymore," Meng Shuyu shook his head firmly, "Now we can only get together."
"That's good. Grandpa is happy for you." Chang Qiushi looked out the window with a smile.
Meng Shuyu looked out and saw Zhou Jun had taken off his coat and was only wearing a sweater. He was standing in the sun, carefully nailing a wooden board with a hammer. He was doing carpentry work as elegantly as if he was eating Western food.
Chang Qiushi's eyes were full of pride. "He learned all these things from me when he was little. He was smart and learned quickly, but he was also hardworking. Don't be fooled by his skipping grades and attending a prestigious school. He actually suffered a lot of setbacks and worked very hard. When he was in junior high school, he only slept five hours a day. He studied very hard. Fortunately, he grew so tall later."
When Meng Shuyu first got Zhou Jun's resume, he really thought he was a genius.
Later I found out that the boy just wanted to grow up quickly.
"You taught him well. It seems like there is nothing he can't do now," Meng Shuyu said with emotion. "Oh, except swimming."
Chang Qiushi turned his head and was a little surprised: "Did he tell you about his family?"
Meng Shuyu was stunned. Although Zhou Jun did tell her about his family matters, what did this have to do with swimming
"He did, but he didn't mention swimming." Meng Shuyu guessed, "Is it related to his childhood? Why don't you tell me about it? I'll probably ask him and he'll tell me, but I'm afraid it will remind him of something unhappy."
Chang Qiushi sighed, "He was sent back because his brother had a conflict with him and accidentally pushed him into the family swimming pool. Luckily the adults were there so nothing happened. But he stopped going into the swimming pool afterwards, and the Zhou family didn't dare to let the two brothers live together anymore."
Meng Shuyu paused while grinding ink and clenched the ink block in his hand.
It turned out that during the vacation in November, Zhou Jun initially denied that he was the one who couldn't swim. It was not because he didn't want to be compared to Tan Qin, but because he didn't want to mention these things in front of her.
Meng Shuyu was breathless for a moment.
Even though so many years had passed, and even though both Zhou Jun and Chang Qiushi told her these things in a light-hearted tone, every time she heard them she felt as if a huge stone was pressing on her heart, as if she saw a young boy walking alone on a deserted road with a heavy bag on his back, but she could only watch from afar and could not go forward.
"I should have been with him at that time..." Meng Shuyu murmured as he looked at Zhou Jun in the yard.
"It's nothing. It's all in the past. You didn't know each other at that time."
"No, Grandpa," Meng Shuyu shook his head, "You should have seen me 20 years ago, when Zhou Jun was sent back to the orphanage. I followed my father to your place to do charity work."
Chang Qiushi was stunned for a while, then he recalled and said, "Your father is - Meng Zhouping?"
Meng Shuyu nodded.
"Are you the little girl who came to play with Xiaojun at that time?" Chang Qiushi took off his reading glasses and looked at her.
"Do you remember me?" Meng Shuyu was also stunned.
"No wonder... I was wondering how Xiaojun hadn't made any noise abroad for so many years, but he made friends just after returning home." Chang Qiushi looked at her incredulously, "Grandpa really doesn't remember what you look like, but I remember that Xiaojun hid in the house alone at that time, and no one could persuade him to go out. Later, a little girl with great strength climbed in through the window and dragged him out. We were all shocked."
"… "
Meng Shuyu, you are worthy of it.
It's okay to force someone to have sex.
"I, I have done this before..." Meng Shuyu scratched his ears awkwardly, remembering something, "Grandpa, do you know why I stopped playing with Zhou Jun? I can't remember..."
Chang Qiushi recalled: "I really don't remember this grandpa. It seems that your father said that you fell and injured yourself and won't come."
Meng Shuyu had only heard this from her parents, but according to Zhou Jun, she should have been mean to him before she broke her knee.
Maybe this mystery can never be solved in this lifetime.
Meng Shuyu lowered his head and sighed.
"What's the big deal? It's all in the past." Chang Qiushi looked at her as if he were looking at his granddaughter-in-law. "The fate you had when you were young has now blossomed and borne fruit. Living well in the present is better than anything else. It's Xiaojuan's blessing that you've been with him for so many years. Grandpa wants to thank you."
"You don't have to thank me," Meng Shuyu shook his head. "Although he said so, I think the one who reaps the fruits of his actions is never someone else, but oneself. He has been working hard to be a great person for so many years. Even without me, he will live a good life and be liked by many people. The most I can do is to add icing on the cake for him, not to help him in times of need."
"Besides, I am with him and he is with me. You don't know that I couldn't find a partner before and I thought I would end up alone. So he is my blessing."
Chang Qiushi smiled and nodded: "Grandpa can really rest assured now."
Meng Shuyu's nose felt sore when he heard this, remembering that this old man had just passed through the gates of hell a few years ago, and even in the intensive care unit he was still worrying about his grandson getting married.
At that time, she thought it was just a wish of every elderly person in an ordinary family, to have a great-grandson.
But he didn't know that Chang Qiushi had no selfish motives and just hoped that Zhou Jun could have a complete home that truly belonged to him.
In the yard, Zhou Jun set up the flower stand, packed up his tools and walked into the house. He heard a clear and solemn female voice coming from the bright hall -
"Grandpa, don't worry, he will have a very, very happy family."
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