msmithbooks Chapter 464 This is her original chapter!
Chapter 464 This is her original chapter!
Chapter 464 These are her exact words!
"You're such a gossip, you can't keep secrets. Everyone knows you have money stored in your lucky cat figurine. Besides, your godfather saw you hanging a kite in your room a long time ago!" Sister Ru couldn't help but laugh.
Aunt Hong smiled kindly and teased, "Your godfather treats you so well. Even if he took the money out of your piggy bank, you wouldn't be upset, would you?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Weiwei shook her head vigorously, her two small hands clenched into fists, protecting herself.
Her face flushed with anxiety as she exclaimed, "No, no! This is all the pocket money my mom gave me as a reward, plus the lucky money my grandparents gave me during Chinese New Year. I've saved it up for so long! This is my tuition for school, and I don't want to be unable to go to school because I don't have money!"
Looking at the little guy's serious yet adorable appearance, Yu Huan's smile deepened, and she quickly squatted down to be at eye level with Wang Weiwei.
He explained gently, "Your godfather was just joking. How could he really take away your precious piggy bank?"
As he spoke, he gently placed the red envelope in Wang Weiwei's palm and said with a smile, "Weiwei is so good at saving money for herself, so your godfather has to contribute even more to your tuition fees!"
Wang Weiwei sniffed, but didn't grab the red envelope.
The little girl first cautiously glanced at Sister Ru, but seeing her mother's kind smile, she then confidently shifted her gaze back to the red envelope.
"Little one, take this red envelope from your godfather for now. When you grow up, you have to take your godfather and godmother out for delicious food and fun activities!"
As soon as Sister Ru finished speaking, Wang Weiwei no longer hesitated, grabbed the red envelope, and nodded heavily.
Her face was full of seriousness as she declared confidently, "Yes! When I grow up, I'm going to take my godparents out for a super luxurious meal, the kind with all sorts of delicious food, where you can have whatever you want!" As she spoke, she waved her little hand excitedly in the air, "Besides the meal, I'm also going to take my godparents to ride a huge Ferris wheel!"
The child's clear, innocent voice echoed in the living room, and the adults laughed in unison.
Aunt Hong stood up, holding a small wad of bills, waved the money in her hand, and said, "I won fifty yuan."
"Then I must be the only one who lost, let me see..." Sister Ru turned around, quickly grabbed the bills on the table, and started counting them, muttering, "Oh dear, I lost two hundred and twenty!"
"Looks like I'm pretty lucky, I won 170." Lin Yourong smiled and stuffed the bills into her crossbody bag without even counting them.
Hearing their conversation, Yu Huan couldn't help but tease Sister Ru: "Sister Ru, what's going on with you? You teamed up with Aunt Hong and her daughter to 'deal with' my wife, and you still couldn't beat her."
As soon as the humorous words were spoken, Sister Ru burst out laughing: "Yu Huan, what you're saying is true. When I sit at the card table, I only have eyes for the cards and don't care about anyone else. Who knew I'd have such bad luck this time!"
"Maybe it's because he didn't respect his family that he lost money," Wang Weiwei's crisp voice suddenly interrupted, analyzing like a little adult.
Sister Ru immediately turned her head, pretended to be angry and glared at her, scolding, "Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking!"
Everyone burst into laughter again.
After some joking and laughter, everyone tidied up a bit.
Yu Huan steadily picked up Wang Weiwei and followed behind Lin Yourong and Sister Ru, stepping out of the threshold.
Aunt Hong quickly closed the door and followed, smiling as she said, "Your uncle, during holidays, is always busy playing cards and singing with his cronies. After dinner, he disappears without a trace."
Yu Huan quickly chimed in, "Aunt Hong, isn't the point of the New Year to have a lively and festive atmosphere? It's a rare opportunity for Uncle to relax and get together with his friends, which is great."
After saying that, Yu Huan gently bounced Wang Weiwei, who was slumping slightly in her arms.
The little guy wrapped one arm around his neck and waved his glowing fairy wand happily with the other.
Multicolored lights shimmered and danced in the night, reflecting her innocent and carefree smile.
"Godfather, do you think sparklers will be brighter than fireworks when we set off fireworks at night?" Wang Weiwei asked curiously, tilting her head up.
“Fairy wands and fireworks are different. When fireworks are lit, they shoot up into the sky with a ‘whoosh’ and then explode with a ‘bang,’ illuminating the entire night sky. Fairy wands, on the other hand, are like your own magic wands. Holding them in your hand, the light surrounds you, turning you into a sparkling little princess. Although it can't compare to the grand spectacle of fireworks, in your godfather's heart, the way Weiwei holds a fairy wand is even more dazzling than fireworks!”
Sister Ru turned around and looked at her daughter's overjoyed expression, clicking her tongue in amazement: "Yu Huan, you really know how to charm women. No wonder you were able to win over Su Su."
Aunt Hong strolled along slowly and joined the conversation: "Xiao Yu's emotional intelligence is much higher than his father-in-law's was when he was young. His mother-in-law said he was clumsy with words and could only write her little notes. When he gave her flowers in person, he would struggle for a long time and couldn't come up with a single word. It was only after he became a reporter and dealt with all sorts of people that he gradually honed his skills."
Lin Yourong spoke with a smile in her voice, saying softly, "My parents have always had a good relationship. The main reason is that my dad is very emotionally stable. No matter what happens, he doesn't panic. In my memory, they have hardly ever argued. At most, they just bicker."
Aunt Hong nodded in agreement and said, "That's right. Your mother has a rather impatient personality. Between husband and wife, personalities need to complement each other and understand each other so that they can live a harmonious and happy life."
As they were talking, a chilly night breeze blew by.
Aunt Hong subconsciously shrank her neck, and then, as if she remembered something, she quickly pulled a small scarf out of her pocket.
She turned to the side, following Yu Huan's pace, and carefully wrapped the cloak around Wang Weiwei: "Don't catch a cold, it's the New Year, it's not good to get sick."
Wang Weiwei, like a docile little lamb, obediently raised her head and let Aunt Hong wrap a scarf around her neck.
She said in her childish voice, "Thank you, Grandma! Grandma is so kind!"
Hearing the familiar words and tone, Lin Yourong realized it was Yu Huan's favorite catchphrase, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
When the little guy saw Lin Yourong smile, he also giggled.
They imitated each other perfectly, and their adorable appearance was irresistible.
"It's so different having Mom around. Weiwei's little mouth is as sweet as honey, getting sweeter and sweeter." Aunt Hong tied Wang Weiwei's scarf, patted her shoulder with satisfaction, and turned around with a big smile.
Wang Weiwei blinked her big, watery eyes and looked at Aunt Hong earnestly. Her childish voice echoed in the night sky: "Grandma, when I grow up, I'll buy you a pretty scarf, the kind that's fluffy and warm! I'll also buy you lots and lots of delicious food, all your favorites!"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Hong's eyes immediately reddened slightly.
But a smile played on her lips, her face full of contentment: "Oh, my good child, Grandma has been looking forward to that day so long! Just for what you said, no matter how long it takes, Grandma will be happy to wait!"
Sister Ru naturally noticed her mother's emotional state.
She turned her head and teased with a smile, "Weiwei, you're only thinking about buying delicious food for Grandma, but what about Mommy? Doesn't Mommy have any pretty scarves or delicious food?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Weiwei's eyes widened in surprise.
She paused in her wave of the fairy wand, then said eagerly, "Mommy has one too! Mommy has one too! I want to buy Mommy a super pretty scarf, even prettier than the one I bought for Grandma! I also want to buy lots and lots of Mommy's favorite chocolates, and a big, sweet cake!"
"Even prettier than the one I bought for Grandma?" Aunt Hong was still touched when she heard this. She immediately raised her hand and gently tapped Wang Weiwei on the head. "You little rascal!" Wang Weiwei shrank her neck and giggled.
Amidst laughter and chatter, the group walked out of the residential compound and arrived at the BMW.
After a brief farewell, Yu Huan and Lin Yourong got into the car.
With a soft hum of the engine, two bright headlights pierced the dim night as the little BMW slowly drove away from the roadside.
Inside the car, it was extremely quiet for a moment, with only a faint, rhythmic tire noise.
Lin Yourong tilted her head slightly, leaning against the car window with a contented look.
Suddenly, she clearly heard Yu Huan yawn. Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly noticeable in the quiet carriage.
She couldn't help but turn her head to look, and saw Yu Huan slowly closing her mouth, her eyes still carrying a hint of drowsiness.
A gentle smile appeared on her lips as she softly said, "We're about to go back to our hometown, why are you still sleepy?"
Yu Huan blinked hard at her heavy eyelids, a smile appearing on her lips, and said, "Wang Weiwei has so much energy, she doesn't stop for a moment. Playing with her for half a day, I feel more tired than running a marathon."
As he spoke, he rubbed his neck to relieve the soreness in his muscles.
Lin Yourong smiled gently, turned slightly to the side, reached out and tidied his slightly messy hair, and said softly, "When children are tired, adults can carry them and they don't have to walk on their own. But when adults are tired, they have to carry them on their own. Besides, children have a fast metabolism and can recover their energy after a short rest, unlike us."
“That’s true,” Yu Huan nodded in agreement.
"If you feel tired, let me drive. You can help me adjust the navigation and get some rest."
Yu Huan shook her head without hesitation and said with a smile, "No need. It's only a twenty-minute journey from Sister Ru's place back to the county. We'll be there soon."
In fact, the thought of taking such a beautiful wife back to my hometown soon filled me with an irrepressible joy, as if even my fatigue had been somewhat relieved by this happiness.
Yu Huan's lips unconsciously curled up, and she turned her head slightly to glance at Lin Yourong.
She leaned back quietly in her seat as the little BMW continued its journey, passing under rows of orange streetlights.
As light and shadow intertwined, soft light danced across her face and body, outlining her delicate features.
Yu Huan quickly looked away and focused her attention back on the road.
He casually started a conversation and said, "Honey, I had a bad feeling about what your mom said to Wang Han when we went to record 'Day Day Up' this time. It felt like she was trying to get me a job at the TV station. Of course, that might just be my imagination."
Lin Yourong naturally remembered his performance on stage.
At the time, Yu Huan and Wang Han used the "job hopping" incident as a joke, which made the audience laugh continuously.
She was also well aware that Yu Huan had no interest in working at the television station.
“You’re not mistaken, my mom really did mention it to Wang Han,” she turned her head, her gaze falling on Yu Huan’s profile, gentle yet teasing, “She thinks you have regular features, are very photogenic, and are eloquent with excellent speaking skills. And unlike my dad, you’re not so conventional; you’re always on the go. Since you don’t really want to work at the newspaper, she thinks it would be great for you to be a TV host—those are her exact words!”
"My mother-in-law has a pretty high opinion of me." Yu Huan raised her chin, a smug look on her face.
Looking at his expression, Lin Yourong couldn't help but smile and said, "I've also told Mom that you have your own plans and ideas. She just thought you had the potential, so she mentioned it to Wang Han. Honey, what are your own thoughts?"
"Being a TV host is really not something I can handle. I can manage to crack jokes and liven up the atmosphere occasionally on stage, but if I had to face the camera every day, prepare various scripts, and control the pace of the program, I'm afraid I would be overwhelmed. Besides, I really have no interest in this."
Lin Yourong reached out and gently squeezed his arm, saying, "Then just do what you want, don't worry about anything. Anyway, you're so good at writing songs... um, I'll back you up!"
Yu Huan smiled brightly and said, "Thank you for your understanding, my dear wife!"
As the BMW drove away from the city, the once closely spaced streetlights gradually became sparse, and the lampposts were no longer adorned with colorful decorations, as if announcing that the city's prosperity had been left behind.
However, fireworks occasionally lit up the night sky on both sides of the road.
"Honey, it's a pity you have to go to the capital for the Lantern Festival Gala, otherwise we could have revisited Orange Isle when the fireworks were going off."
Lin Yourong turned her head to look out the window, where tiny rays of light scattered in the night sky.
"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future," she said with a slight smile.
“That’s right.” Yu Huan nodded.
"By the way, honey, why haven't your parents been urging us?"
"Why rush them? I've already told them I'll be back tonight," Yu Huan said casually.
"Really? But if it were my parents, it would be past eight o'clock now, and they would have made countless phone calls by now."
"Hey!" Yu Huan held the steering wheel with one hand and raised the other to wave it. "From a parent's perspective, it's definitely easier to feel at ease with a boy than a girl. Besides, we're both adults now."
"That's true." Lin Yourong nodded with a smile.
During their casual conversation, the little BMW drove into a village that Yu Huan knew very well.
Although most of the shops on the street were closed, the large red lanterns hanging at the entrances still emitted a warm glow.
At this moment, Yu Huan was truly invigorated, her fingers lightly tapping the steering wheel as she hummed a little tune: "The night in Ulaanbaatar~ so quiet~ so quiet~ you can't even hear the wind~ you can't hear it~"
Lin Yourong glanced at his expression and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Are we almost home?"
“That’s right!” Yu Huan pointed to a small shop with a slightly old facade on the side of the road. “Look, that’s the little shop we used to go to when we were kids. It’s still there! Back then, every year during the New Year, after dinner, we would drag our old man over to buy firecrackers to play with.”
The little BMW sped off, quickly leaving the convenience store behind.
Lin Yourong looked away and smiled, saying, "Do you call me 'Grandpa' or 'Old Man' when we're face to face?"
“Although my grandfather is not pretentious, he still has to consider the occasion. If there are outsiders present, he will definitely call him grandfather properly, after all, the old man cares about his reputation.” Yu Huan’s lips curled up. “If the whole family is chatting and joking around, calling him ‘old man’ is just to make him happy. He will not only not get angry, but will also chat with a smile on his face.”
(End of this chapter)