Chapter 58 Fifty-eight Like a Fish in Water

Zhou Peilin said she was sleepy, but for some reason her mind was becoming clearer and clearer.

Her decision to leave Ningjiang was a sudden impulse, and she felt a little overwhelmed. In the elevator, she started to explain in which store she had a recharge balance that was about to expire.

The number was so large that Chen Yun couldn't help but complain: "It's a good thing we didn't divide these when we divorced, otherwise the agreement would have to have three more pages." She

added: "I can't remember it if you read it like that."

Zhou Peilin: "I'll list it out for you later."

The disorganized list after her divorce seemed to be sorted out at this moment, and she suddenly asked: "You're going home next week, right?"

This "home" refers to Chen Yun's ancestral home thousands of miles away.

She nodded: "The flight is for next Wednesday."

Zhou Peilin: "Then I will try to leave earlier than you, and you can see me off."

The word 'leave' sounds a bit unlucky when used here.

Chen Yun: "We will be back soon after we drop the kids off. You don't have to be so anxious."

Zhou Peilin: "I see you look even more anxious now. You can't wait to fly back."

Halfway through summer vacation, Chen Yun's patience with her two children has reached its limit. She can't help but sigh when she thinks about it: "They can call me mom a thousand times a day. It's giving me a headache."

Zhou Peilin, who stays up late all year round, feels sympathetic when she thinks of Chen Xinyang's bravery when he jumped onto her bed just now: "I can't stand just getting up early."

She had actually been preparing for pregnancy for nearly two years before her divorce. She was once very anxious about not getting pregnant. After all, women who get married after the age of 30 will spontaneously and consciously enter the state of expectant mothers. People who don't know would think that she got the fertility indicators from somewhere, but she was not prepared to raise a child at all. Now she feels a little fortunate when she thinks about it.

I had thought it through when I was thinking about Chen Yunsheng, but unfortunately reality always exceeds expectations.

She sighed helplessly: "Today is still relatively late. Two days ago, Song Fenglin said he would take them to KFC for breakfast. He ran into the room at five o'clock and said it was dawn."

Five o'clock? Zhou Peilin clicked her tongue and shook her head: "Only your parents can handle this kind of schedule."

Chen Yun: "Who said it wasn't? I just hope that when I open my eyes it will be next Wednesday."

She was so impatient. Zhou Peilin: "You've never loved your hometown so much in your life, have you?"

The meaning of the word "hometown" to Chen Yun can be divided into three periods.

When she was young, she lived in the city with her parents, and occasionally returned to the countryside to catch fish and shrimp with her friends, and go up the mountains and down the rivers. When she went back as a teenager, she saw only the exclusion and exploitation of her as an only child in the village. After the child is born, those hands that were once secretly extended are retracted, and everything becomes friendly again.

The emotions are so complicated that it is difficult to describe, but it does not prevent her from always thinking of the village thousands of miles away first when she mentions "hometown". Even though she has lived in Ningjiang for almost half of her life, she still feels a gap between herself and this city.

If she is like this, what about the parents?

Thinking of this, Chen Yun: "I used to think that I would go back less and less, but now it seems that I will go back more often in the future."

Zhou Peilin: "After all, we have built a house, and it won't be a loss if we live there longer."

Speaking of this house, Chen Yun had a thousand things to complain about: "I am just spending money to make my parents happy, otherwise it would be a loss."

She rolled her eyes again: "Song Fenglin also said that it was okay and we could live there after we retire. He seems to be living like a fish in water in our village."

Zhou Peilin pretended to clear her ears: "Like a fish in water? Did I hear it wrong?"

Chen Yun: "As soon as I go back, my cousins ​​take turns to call him out to play, and take good care of him."

Zhou Peilin: "Why?"

Chen Yun: "According to my research, it's because of sympathy."

It was so ridiculous that Zhou Peilin couldn't see anything about Song Fenglin that deserved sympathy even when she was picking at the cracks in an egg with a magnifying glass.

She laughed: "Has your village entered a well-off society ahead of schedule?"

Chen Yun gave a sarcastic smile: "Because he actually became the 'son-in-law' of the Chen family. He came to such a far place with me and even gave up something as precious as his surname. As a man, I feel sorry for him."

Her emotion was not directed at Song Fenglin himself, but it was inevitable that it was always directed at him, so that she could not remain calm when she mentioned it.

Zhou Peilin laughed speechlessly: "Married women are all 'live-in wives'. My ex-husband's family only let me burn incense to worship the ancestors and wash my husband's underwear."

Thinking about it now, she really endured a lot in her marriage.

Chen Yun couldn't even laugh as the two of them had already walked to the entrance of the coffee shop while talking.

She took out her keys: "Would you like a cup of American coffee?"

Could she take a nap after drinking? Zhou Peilin raised a finger and shook it to refuse: "No, I'm leaving."

She walked like a rich woman, raised her hand to stop a taxi, and the next second she joined the hustle and bustle of the morning rush hour.

Chen Yun couldn't even blink to tell which car it was. She stared at the traffic for a while, her mind completely empty. After a while, she looked away and opened the store door to prepare for business.

Halfway through the work, barista Xiaoxiao came to work wearing a green double-tail wig.

Chen Yun has become accustomed to her transformed appearance, and occasionally feels as if she is watching "Martin's Morning" as a child, so she asked: "Who are you going to cosplay after work today?"

Xiaoxiao: "Hatsune Miku."

Thanks to her, Chen Yun knows a little about all the two-dimensional and three-dimensional stars, so she didn't ask any more questions.

However, Song Fenglin brought his son who had no classes to the store to play. He couldn't help but take a few more glances at this shape

. After a while, he went into the baking room to look for someone: "Chen Yun." Chen Yun was beating cream with her back to the door. The roar of the machine was too loud, and her eyes were all focused on the TV series playing on the tablet, so she didn't hear any footsteps at all.

The sudden voice startled her. She turned back angrily and said, "You didn't even tell me you came in!"

It was because she said it that scared her like this.

Song Fenglin knew he was in the wrong and had no room for explanation, so he scratched his face awkwardly.

Chen Yun's reaction was subconscious. She didn't really mean to be angry with him. She raised her chin: "What do you want to tell me?"

Song Fenglin: "I was just thinking, what would it be like if Xingxing also liked to wear red, orange, yellow and green when she grows up."

Chen Yun rolled his eyes, imagined what it would be like, and grinned: "It's better not."

Song Fenglin: "Don't you support your children doing this?"

This was a bit unexpected for him.

Chen Yun was of course supportive emotionally, but her financial situation did not allow it: "Go ask Xiaoxiao, her hair cost at least 800 yuan, and you can't do cosplay without some financial resources."

With their family background, it was only enough for their daughter to have the freedom to put on stickers.

When it comes to money, Song Fenglin feels pressured.

He is still very patriarchal when it comes to making money. He believes that a man should be the financial pillar of the family and it is his responsibility to ensure that the family has enough food and clothing.

Thinking that his daughter might not be able to pursue her hobbies in the future due to lack of money, this loving fatherly heart could not sit still, and he wanted to pick up bottles on the street, just to help out a little.

Chen Yun knew what he was thinking from his expression and said, "When you have time, why not take your son for a run or two? Walk until he is exhausted and then bring him back. Try to let him sleep until he wakes up naturally tomorrow."

His wife's order had to be carried out immediately, so Song Fenglin took his son and left without saying a word, but he did not forget to think about how to earn some extra money along the way.