When Song Yingwan came out again, Zhang Ru had already tidied up the kitchen and was wiping his hands with a towel and asked, "Where is Xiao Ci?"
Song Yingwan pursed her lips unnaturally and said, "He is a little drunk and is resting in the room."
Zhang Ru frowned, "It's all your dad's fault. Why do you insist on drinking when you have nothing to do?"
"I'll go make some hangover soup."
Song Yingwan quickly stopped him and said, "Mom, stop working. He doesn't drink much. He just needs a nap."
Zhang Ru was still worried, "Is this possible?"
"It works, but it's still a struggle to wake people up."
Zhang Ru gave up the idea once she thought it made sense.
"Mom, come and sit here and rest for a while. It's been a busy day."
Zhang Ru bent her lower lip and said softly, "Mom, you're not tired."
Song Ying took her arm and pulled her to sit down before night, "Then sit with me for a while."
"good."
Zhang Ru took the girl's hand and looked at it carefully. Neither of them spoke, but the silence was better than the words.
After a while, Zhang Ru said, "When will you leave?"
Song Yingwan paused for a moment before answering, "...the day after tomorrow."
Before they came back, they had already called and told them that they were going to Beijing after the Chinese New Year. Song's father helped to buy the tickets, and Zhang Ru knew this.
She couldn't help but sigh, "Why are you getting married before I take a good look at you?"
Song Yingwan felt aches in her heart and said in a low voice, "Mom, I'm sorry for making you and dad worried."
Zhang Ru's eyes were red, she stroked the hair on the side of the girl's face and said, "Silly boy, it's our fault that Wanwan suffered."
Song Yingwan curled her lower lip, "Mom, I'm not miserable. I just cut some pigweed every day. It's very easy. You don't have to worry."
Zhang Ru looked at her and said nothing. She wanted her child to grow up, but she didn't want her to grow up so quickly.
Going to the countryside was never easy. She had never believed Song Yingwan's rhetoric about getting married. She didn't dare to think deeply about the reason. This was also the reason why she could accept the thank you so quickly.
No matter what, two people are much better than alone.
Song Yingwan didn't want the atmosphere to be so heavy, so she moved her body and rested her head on Zhang Ru's shoulder, pretending to be relaxed and said, "It doesn't matter, this is my home no matter what, and I will never forget to go home."
Zhang Ru clenched her hand and said softly, "Okay, mom will be at home waiting for you to come back."
After a moment of silence, she spoke again, "This is your first time to meet Xiao Ci's family. Although you two are married, we must have the proper etiquette. I'll let you know before you come back. Dad has prepared some things for you to take over when you leave, as a token of appreciation for us."
"After you go, if you have anything to do, discuss it with Xiao Ci. Xiao Ci is a pretty good kid, and his family should be sensible. Just do whatever you want, and don't be nervous. He's a generous person. It’s the best.”
"When we have time in the future, it would be good for our two families to sit together for a meal and meet."
Song Yingwan listened quietly. She obediently answered every word and kept it in mind.
But my heart is still heavy, filled with Zhang Ru's full reluctance and care.
The two chatted for a while, and then went back to the house to rest. There is no custom of keeping up with the New Year here, so everyone can go to bed whenever they want on New Year's Eve, but it is usually later than usual.
When Song Yingwan woke up the next day, the house was still quiet. He probably hadn't woken up yet. Although there was no heating in the room at this time, the house was tightly closed. After all, it wasn't as cold as Liujiacun. Plus, Xie Ci was warm It was as warm as an automatic heater, and her whole body was warmed so lazily that she was unwilling to move.
After thinking about it, Song Yingwan's consciousness gradually came to her senses. She turned around carefully, and what came into view was a face that was just right, with long and dense eyelashes, a high bridge of nose, and thin lips. The skin is rosy and smooth, with a healthy luster.
At this moment, he closed his eyes tightly, and his fluffy black hair fell on his forehead. The slight mess diluted the cold aura on his body. One hand was still on her waist, as if protecting his inviolable territory.
Song Yingwan curved the corners of her lips, raised her hand and gently stroked the man's brow bone.
They say beauty is in the bones, so that handsome guy should be the same.
When she was concentrating on thinking about how this man's bones were different from other people's bones, she didn't notice that the person in front of her suddenly opened his eyes. From confusion at the beginning, he gradually became tender.
Song Yingwan caught his eye unprepared, and was stunned for a moment. The corners of her mouth deepened, and the fingers that originally rested on his eyebrows were instead placed on his face, and she whispered, "Does it hurt?"
Xie Ci looked at her for two seconds without saying a word, and then he brought her into his arms with force, his whole face buried in the girl's slender neck, his hot breath sprayed out, and he said in a low voice, "If I say it hurts a little bit , what are you going to do?”
Song Yingwan thought for a while and said, "...Then let me get you a glass of water?"
Xie Ci chuckled, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow, "Song Xiaowan, you are so insincere!"
Song Yingwan raised her hand to caress the back of his head and said with a smile, "Then I'll make you some honey water."
Thank you, "That's about it."
The two of them just talked to each other like this. They didn't get up and get dressed until they heard some movement outside. After leaving the room one after another, Zhang Ru saw them and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Song Yingwan said, “I can’t fall asleep when I wake up.”
"Dad hasn't woken up yet?"
Zhang Ru said helplessly, "No, I woke up early in the morning complaining of a headache, and now I fell asleep again."
Song Yingwan said, "Are you okay?"
Zhang Ru said, "It's okay. It'll be fine when you wake up. He still insists on drinking because he doesn't have a good drinking capacity. Xiao Ci is not feeling well now."
She thanked him and smiled, "I'm not a very good drinker. I used to have a few drinks with my family sometimes."
Zhang Ru's attitude towards the thank you was much warmer, and she said lovingly, "Young people should be able to take a few sips, just in moderation."
Thank you, "Mom said so."
Zhang Ru really had no interest in drinking, so she changed the subject and said, "Whatever you two want to eat in the morning, Mom will make it for you."
Song Yingwan was actually not too hungry, but neither of the two people in front of him would agree if he didn't want to eat, so he said, "Just make whatever you want. It's time to have lunch later."
Zhang Ru turned his eyes to thank you, and he quickly responded, "I can just eat whatever I want."
Zhang Ru didn't force herself and said smoothly, "There are some frozen dumplings left at home, which should be enough for a meal."
Song Yingwan said, "Then eat this, this is faster."
Thank you, "I can do it."
After discussing what to eat, Zhang Ru turned around and went to work in the kitchen. Song Yingwan was grabbed by the wrist just as she was about to follow him. Then she saw Xie Ci saying seriously, "Where's my honey water?"
Song Yingwan was stunned for a moment, arched her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'll give it to you right now."
