It was sunny after the rain, and the ground was still a little wet.
Ruan Yue walked with Zhao Bingzhi for a while, and happened to meet a villager driving a van. The man had seen Zhao Bingzhi several times and rolled down the window to say hello.
The mother and daughter went out of the village together in a van and arrived at the county bus station.
My hometown is a two-hour drive from Ningcheng.
Before getting on the bus, Ruan Yue bought two small breads, and when the bus drove onto the highway, she took them out and asked Zhao Bingzhi, "Mom, do you want something to eat?"
"I'm not hungry, you can eat."
Zhao Bingzhi picked up his phone and said calmly.
Ruan Yue didn't know the details of the divorce agreement between her and Ruan Chengyi in her previous life. All she knew was that her father had cheated on Ding Meijuan, and her mother was disheartened and arrogant. In the end, she didn't even divide her property and moved out of Lanyuan's villa.
In this life, because of her intervention, the topic of divorce has been brought forward by more than a year.
Ruan Yue squeezed the bread in her hand and said softly, "I'm sorry."
"What are you apologizing for?"
Zhao Bingzhi glanced at her for a long time, then sighed and said, "I should be the one who is sorry for you. Yue'er, mom is not a qualified mother."
Ruan Yue pursed her lips and shook her head.
Zhao Bingzhi smiled lightly, raised his hand to stroke her hair, and stopped talking.
Ruan Yue felt that she might be upset, so she didn't bother her anymore. She lowered her head and finished eating a piece of bread, then raised her eyes to see the hurriedly receding scenery outside the window.
…
The mother and daughter have their own concerns.
It was near five o'clock before they arrived outside the government compound in Ningcheng.
Zhao Bingzhi bought milk, fruit, cigarettes and alcohol, moon cakes in the supermarket on the street, carried two of them with Ruan Yue, and went into the community.
Neither the mother nor the daughter expected that Ruan Chengyi not only followed, but also arrived one step earlier than them.
After being welcomed by the old lady, Zhao Bingzhi stared at the men's suits hanging in the entrance.
The old lady brought Ruan Yue disposable slippers, and when she looked up and saw her appearance, she reminded softly: "Cheng Yi is here and is drinking tea with your father."
Ruan Yue walked into the living room and saw two men sitting on the sofa.
Because the weather was bad and it was approaching evening, the lights in the room were turned on. Her father and grandfather were sitting in the light of the crystal chandelier, both wearing white shirts and black trousers. Even at home, her grandfather was sitting very straight, because he had held important positions in government departments for many years, and he was not angry all over his body. The aura of prestige makes the son-in-law who is in his prime even shorter.
Seeing Ruan Yue, he laughed calmly and loudly, "Yue'er is here."
"Grandpa, Dad."
Ruan Yue walked up and greeted with a smile.
Zhao Shoucheng raised his hand and said to the old lady, "Go and get the bag of Longjing from the upper shelf of the refrigerator. I remember Yue'er likes to drink that."
"No."
Ruan Yue quickly declined, "I'm not thirsty, I'll go to the study to read a book."
She shouldn't have meddled in matters between her parents, especially in front of her grandparents, as a junior, she didn't have the weight to speak.
During the National Day holiday, the servants all returned to their hometowns.
It was quiet inside and out.
Ruan Yue was sitting in the study, but she was not in the mood to read at all.
The door squeaked softly, Ruan Chengyi pushed the door open and saw her sitting there, sighed, stepped forward, and called, "Yue'er."
Ruan Yue glanced at him and didn't want to speak.
Of course she knew that at this moment, grandpa and grandma were enlightening mother.
Even if she is reborn, many things are not under her control at all.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Ruan Chengyi dragged a chair and sat by the sofa, and asked her with a long talk: "Are you still angry?"
Ruan Yue looked down at her fingertips.
Ruan Chengyi smiled, "How come your grandpa and grandma are as good as a kitten now, but they are so fierce when they go back to their hometown?! Your grandpa and grandma are elders, but grandparents are not elders?"
Ruan Yue raised her eyes to stare at him, and said word by word: "My grandma would never say that my mother can't give birth to a son, let alone call me a loser."
"good."
Ruan Chengyi nodded, "Then I will apologize to you on behalf of grandma."
Ruan Yue turned her head to look out the window.
Ruan Chengyi said again: "It's not that you don't know your mother's temper. Don't take the divorce words seriously. We can't just break up as a family. What should we do if we are going to divorce? You are not yet eighteen Well, in the future, you will go to college, find a boyfriend, and get married. Dad will not handle all these things for you? Dad is still waiting for you to choose a young talent for you in the future, and see you get married in a grand manner... "
He was half-spoken and stopped suddenly.
Silently watching Ruan Yue with tears streaming down his face.
Ruan Yue turned sideways to him, suddenly covered her face with her hands, arched her whole back, and curled up on the sofa.
At first it was one rapid sob after another, then she cried until she hiccupped, and finally, the whimpering and weeping sound was suppressed, like a cub abandoned in the field at night.
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in the living room.
After listening to Zhao Bingzhi want to divorce.
The old man frowned and remained silent.
The old lady glanced at her daughter, and said softly: "Cheng Yi has already said about the quarrel. He did have something wrong about that woman, but he had a good intention at the beginning. It's not a big deal when his career grows bigger. Forget your roots and know that it is a merit to go back to your hometown to do charity and support the villagers. Taking a step back, even if he had some thoughts in this contact, he still sent people back to his hometown according to your request? The house was also taken back Yes, this is the change. Don't fail to see the changes made by others, and always hold on to the mistakes before, and the relationship between husband and wife is often tossed like this."
"Mom, he slapped Yue'er because of that woman, do you think he's right?!"
"You mean you're right?"
The old man looked at her seriously, "You were the one who didn't listen to our advice when you wanted to get married. Now that the children are sixteen, you are the one who wants to get a divorce. Why, marriage is such a joke. If you want it, you can do it. No? Have you ever thought about what to do with your child? If she gets beaten, isn’t it for you? If you handle your marriage clearly, you need your child to worry about you all day long, and you are caught in a dilemma?! Bing knows, we You can’t be selfish enough to only think about yourself. In your whole life, you have been wronged by being too arrogant and too egotistical! The soft overcomes the strong, and the weak overcomes the strong. Everyone in the world knows and can’t do it. How many times I have said the truth, you are anyway If you don't listen, if you really insist on going your own way about the divorce, then no matter how much we talk about it, it won't help."
"Your father was right."
The old lady patted Zhao Bingzhi's hand, "Sometimes you have to show weakness to be a human being. I don't believe that the widow you mentioned is really better than you? She needs education and no education, and she needs work and no job, but she knows how to be soft and able to overcome her." The truth just now is better than you in grasping a man's heart, you should learn from this point."
Zhao Bingzhi let out a sigh with his head tilted, and sneered, "Forget it, I can't imitate her."
At this moment, the old man's mobile phone on the table rang.
He picked up his phone and got up to answer it.
The old lady watched him go away, then lowered her voice and said, "Don't think your father's words are ugly, those words are for your own good. You said that we didn't let you marry at the beginning, and the family was not right. Life must be sad. But If you insist on going your own way, who will you listen to? Now let’s talk about divorce, let me ask you, who will you go to after divorce? At your age, you want to die alone? "
"Fu Heng, will I marry you when I grow up?"
"... Forget it, I'd rather die alone."
In memory, two long-standing dialogues suddenly popped up.
"Okay, let's not talk about it."
Zhao Bingzhi stood up, smiled lightly and said, "I understand what you mean."
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That night, Ruan Chengyi left after dinner.
Zhao Bingzhi didn't go with him, so he took Ruan Yue to stay overnight at his parents' house, and didn't get up to leave until he had lunch at noon the next day.
Zhao Shoucheng's driver also went back for the festival, so the mother and daughter prepared to go to the street and hail a taxi to go back as they did when they came.
Walking in the yard, I heard the sound of a whistle behind me.
Ruan Yue was walking beside her, and when she turned her head, she saw a car parked beside her.
The window of the co-pilot fell down, revealing Liang Fei's smiling face. She raised her eyes and asked Zhao Bingzhi, "Sister Zhao, are you Huilan Garden?"
"Um."
Zhao Bingzhi responded.
Liang Fei then turned her head to look at her husband next to her, and said with a smile, "Yes, I said I'm definitely going back."
"Then come up and walk together."
She turned her head again and invited Zhao Bingzhi, "We're going back too. By the way, there are just two more people in the car."
At this moment, the rear window was also dropped.
Ruan Yue saw Fu Zhixing.
The latter was wearing a white shirt and a black V-neck knitted vest, clean and elegant, with soft eyebrows and eyes.
Thinking of the hug they had in the hospital earlier, Ruan Yue felt a little uncomfortable, turned her head, and asked Zhao Bingzhi with her eyes.
"Get in the car."
Zhao Bingzhi opened the car door for her.
There are three seats in the back row, and Ruan Yue sits in the middle.
Because their mother and daughter came up, Fu Zhixing consciously leaned himself against the car door, bent his long legs, and pressed his schoolbag on it. He put his hands on the schoolbag, lowered his head slightly, and asked Ruan Yue in a low voice: "Come to see your grandparents?"
Ruan Yue nodded, "Yes".
Then I heard Liang Fei laughing and teasing Zhao Bingzhi: "Why didn't Boss Ruan come over today?"
"Going home."
Liang Fei laughed again, "That's right, things started to increase after the holiday. My old Fu and I were discussing where to go to play for two days to find some peace and quiet, but the time has not been arranged yet. The old lady only has three things a day." Called to remind them, saying that it was a rare holiday, they came to live for two days, and let them see their grandson. No way, all plans were cancelled, and they came to stay for three days."
"fine."
Zhao Bingzhi responded and turned his head to look out the window.
She remembered that at Ruan Yue's age, besides Fu Heng, the most clingy people were Uncle Fu and Aunt Fu. They have a different way of getting along with their parents who have always respected each other as guests. They are very affectionate, especially Aunt Fu, who cooks well.
Aunt Fu always teased her, "If you eat like this, you will get fat. Be careful, no one will want you in the future."
She was young at the time, and she could not hold back her words. She responded with a smile while eating her meal, "If no one wants me, I will stay at your house. Anyway, you have a son who just happens to marry me."
"The rice can't stop your mouth!"
Fu Heng was sitting across from her at the time, and when he heard this, he lowered his face and kicked her. She laughed and didn't care, but he was so angry that he put down the bowl and went back to the room before finishing the meal.
She always thought he was shy.
Unexpectedly, it was actually boring.