Zhao Ningchu nodded towards the other party in embarrassment, and then limped to follow Ji Xiuran's footsteps.
"Ji Xiuran, don't walk so fast."
Zhao Ningchu spoke.
Ji Xiuran stopped and turned to look at her.
When Zhao Ningchu walked in, Ji Xiuran picked her up and said, "Let me carry you and go back. Let the family doctor check you out."
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything along the way. Zhao Ningchu sat in the passenger seat and quietly looked at him out of the corner of his eye. Ji Xiuran's expression remained cold.
But Zhao Ningchu clearly felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.
Who was that man just now?
Why did Ji Xiuran look like this when he saw him?
"Ji Xiuran, that person just now?"
"unimportant!"
Obviously, Ji Xiuran didn't want to say anything, and Zhao Ningchu didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Ji family's old house.
Ji Xiuran stopped suddenly and the car stopped steadily at the gate of the old house.
Zhao Ningchu glanced at him.
I know Ji Xiuran is in a bad mood right now, but even so, he can't park like this with his child still sitting in the back.
Zhao Ningchu was about to say a reminder, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.
Ji Xiuran got out of the car, detoured from the front of the car to Zhao Ningchu's side, and opened the door.
"I'll carry you down."
"No, I can do it slowly."
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything, and directly reached out to hug Zhao Ningchu down.
Zhao Ningchusang quickly hugged his neck, fearing that she would fall to the ground.
When the housekeeper saw the person coming back, he rushed to greet him.
"Master, you are back."
After saying that, he looked at Zhao Ningchu in Ji Xiuran's arms and was slightly startled: 'Young lady, what are you doing?'
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, she was immediately embarrassed. She whispered: "Put me down."
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything, and walked towards the house with Zhao Ningchu in his arms.
As he walked, he asked the housekeeper to call the family doctor.
When the housekeeper heard this, he was a little surprised: "Is the young master sick?"
Zhao Ningchu said with some embarrassment: "I just twisted it. There was no need to call the doctor."
When the housekeeper heard this, he quickly said: "Let the doctor come and take a look to make sure you feel at ease."
Ji Xiuran carried Zhao Ningchu to his bedroom, and then placed him on the sofa beside him.
"You and Xiaobai take a rest here and wait for the doctor to come over and check you out."
"Where are you going?"
"We have to deal with some things in the house. Just be obedient here and stop running around."
Zhao Ningchu smiled helplessly: "I'm even injured, but I can still run around."
"Son, take good care of your mommy!"
Ji Xiuran finished speaking to Xiaobai and left the bedroom.
"Xiaobai, do you want to take a nap?"
Zhao Ningchu looked at Xiaobai's drowsy look and couldn't help but speak.
Xiaobai shook his head: "I want to go home and sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from Zhao Ningchu's WeChat.
She took out her phone and looked at it. It was a video call from Gu Ran.
"Xiao Bai, your Aunt Gu Ran is here to make a video call. Do you know that you want to say Happy New Year to her?"
After saying that, he answered the phone.
"Happy New Year Ranran^."
"Happy New Year, are you preparing the New Year's dinner?"
"We are at the old house now, and we plan to go home and prepare."
After saying that, he kept blinking at Xiaobai.
Xiaobai came over helplessly: "Aunt Ranran, Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, little handsome guy! The red envelope has been sent to your mommy's WeChat account, so your mommy can give it to you."
"Thank you, auntie."
Zhao Ningchu smiled and asked Xiaobai to go over and play while he chatted with Gu Ran.
Looking at the background behind Gu Ran, Zhao Ningchu said, "Are you still in the hospital?"
"Well, it's been a special year, staying up late with Su Yang in the hospital."
'How's Su Yang's examination going?'
"Just like that, treat it slowly."
'As long as it can be cured, you are worried too, it will be fine.'
After saying that, there was a knock on the door outside, and Zhao Ningchu quickly said: "I won't tell you anymore. The doctor came to check me out."
"What’s wrong with you?"
"My ankle is sprained, I'll call you later!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone and asked Xiaobai to open the door.
The female doctor came in carrying a box and the housekeeper.
"Little madam, Doctor Zhao is here."
Zhao Ningchu nodded: "Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
"No trouble."
The doctor squatted at Zhao Ningchu's feet and began to examine her. The housekeeper stood for a while and then said: "My dear madam, if everything is okay, I will go down and let Dr. Zhao check you out."
"Well, do you know where Ji Xiuran went?"
"The young master is at the ancestral hall!"
Zhao Ningchu was a little confused: "Why did he go to the ancestral hall?"
"This is the rule of the Ji family. On New Year's Eve, we must worship our ancestors in the ancestral hall."
When Ji Xiuran came back, the doctor had already left.
"Did Dr. Zhao check it?"
Zhao Ningchu nodded: "Yes, I gave you the medicine."
Ji Xiuran's eyes fell on the medicine bottle on the table beside him, he reached out and picked it up and read the instructions carefully.
"Ji Xiuran."
Zhao Ningchu said: 'You just went to the ancestral hall, right?'
"Well, let's go and burn incense."
"Why don't you ask me to come with you?"
"What are you doing when your leg is injured? It's not something important anyway."
Zhao Ningchu rolled her eyes at him: "I am the wife of the Ji family."
Ji Xiuran raised his lips and smiled: "It seems that you are very conscious."
Zhao Ningchu snorted and ignored him.
Ji Xiuran continued: "Does your foot still hurt?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head.
"Then let's go back."
Zhao Ningchu was a little surprised: "Going back so soon?"
"What? Do you want to stay here?"
Zhao Ningchu quickly shook his head.
A family of three walked downstairs, and Zhao Ningchu discovered that there were many people sitting in the living room.
Ji Xiuming's family left at the meeting, and Xia Chengan's family was also there.
There was also a young man who was very handsome, and his facial features were somewhat similar to Ji Xiuran's.
Who is that?
Zhao Ningchu turned to look at Ji Xiuran and found that he acted like a normal person. He treated everyone as nothing and led Zhao Ningchu and Xiaobai toward the entrance.
"Xiuran!"
Ji Mowan called out to him.
Ji Xiuran stopped and glanced at her.
"Is something wrong?"
"Aren't you going to have New Year's Eve dinner at home? It's rare for Xiao Wang to come back."
Ji Xiuran sneered, glanced at Ji Wang who was sitting on the sofa and said nothing, and then walked out.
Sitting in the car, all Zhao Ning thought about was what Ji Mowan said.
Xiao Wang, who is that man?
"Ji Xiuran, who is that person?"
"That's him you see in the cemetery."
Zhao Ningchu suddenly realized: "It was him. He was wearing sunglasses and a windbreaker, so..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted: "You're not an important person, so it doesn't matter if you don't recognize him?"
On the way back, Zhao Ningchu whispered: "Ji Xiuran."
"What's wrong?"
"I want to go see my mommy, is that okay?"
Ji Xiuran was stunned for a moment, then said: "Sorry, I didn't think well."
"It doesn't matter."
"Then let's go first and then go home, okay?"
Zhao Ningchu nodded.
…
It was already afternoon when he got home. Ji Xiuran consciously went to the kitchen to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, while Zhao Ningchu sat in the living room and played with his son.
From time to time, she raised her eyes to look at the man cooking in the kitchen, and suddenly felt that this feeling was very strange.
Unconsciously, Zhao Ningchu took out her mobile phone, took a picture of Ji Xiuran's back, and posted it on her circle of friends.
Because of this post, my circle of friends that had been blank all year suddenly went viral.
Former classmates all left messages.
Before Zhao Ningchu could read the messages from his classmates one by one, he was pulled into the group of classmates.
Everyone is loving her.
Classmate A: Zhao Ningchu, what’s going on?
Classmate B: A man, a man wearing an apron.
Classmate C: When did you get married?
Classmate A: I haven’t seen you for a few years, and I went off to do something big in silence.
Zhao Ningchu saw this and sent a smiling emoticon.
Classmate A: Our class is holding a class reunion during the Spring Festival. Zhao Ningchu, please come with us.
Zhao Ningchu wanted to refuse, but before she could send out the rejection, the other party's message was sent over.
Classmate B: Yes, let’s go together. Although you dropped out of school, you are still a classmate after all. Bring your family members with you.
Zhao Ningchu: Let’s talk about it then.
Classmate C: It’s settled now. We agreed to bring your husband over so we can see him. This is the first time I’ve seen a man in the house.
Zhao Ningchu narrowed his eyes when he saw this sentence.
How could she not read this naked ridicule?
Zhao Ningchu: Not necessarily, he may not have time.
Classmate C: I am a stay-at-home husband who is not the richest man in the world. If you have anything to do, I told you that I have reserved a place for you. I will let you know when the time comes.
Zhao Ningchu:......
Zhao Ningchu was a little speechless. She clicked on the other person's profile picture. After seeing the photo, she remembered who it was.
Li Mei.
When I was in college, I didn't deal with either of them very much. Now, so many years have passed, and they still speak in such a shady and strange way.
"young married woman……"
Just when Zhao Ning was looking at it, Ji Xiuran's voice came from the kitchen.
Zhao Ningchu put down her phone and turned to look at the kitchen: "What's wrong?"
"It's done. Go wash your hands with your son and come over for the New Year's dinner."
"good!"
Zhao Ningchu and Xiaobai washed their hands and came to the dining table. Looking at the food on the table, they both began to drool uncontrollably.
"Dad, you are so good at cooking so many dishes."
Hearing his son's compliment, Ji Xiuran raised his eyebrows proudly: "That's right, it doesn't matter who your father is?"
Zhao Ningchu sneered: "I gave you some color and you opened a dyeing workshop?"
"What? You don't think your husband is great?"
Zhao Ningchu smiled: "Awesome, awesome!"
As a family of three sat at the dining table, Zhao Ningchu took out her mobile phone and took a few photos of the food on the table.
Ji Xiuran said: "We are eating, why are you taking pictures?"
"This is called consecration before meals. Happy New Year, hubby."
After saying that, pick up the phone.
Ji Xiuran was stunned and looked up at Zhao Ningchu: "What did you say? I didn't hear it."
"Happy New Year, hubby!"
Now Ji Xiuran heard it for real, and the smile on his face became even thicker.
Zhao Ningchu whispered, "Idiot."
After dinner, Ji Xiuran led Zhao Ningchu to the rooftop of the villa.
Zhao Ningchu was a little confused. Before she could speak, Xiao Bai behind her started asking.
"Dad, what are we doing here?"
"Of course it's to stay up late."
"We are a family of three on the rooftop?"
When Ji Xiuran heard about a family of three, he was deeply touched. He put his arms around Zhao Ningchu's waist and gently stroked her belly.
"It's a family of four."
"People stay up late and watch the Spring Festival Gala at home."
Ji Xiuran smiled and said nothing. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiaobai: "Son, do you want to set off fireworks?"
When Xiaobai heard this, he was very excited: "Where are the fireworks?"
"Wait a moment, daddy will conjure it up for you."
After saying that, he walked towards the corner and came out with a few fireworks in his hand.
Xiaobai was extremely excited.
Hold out your hands and hold the fireworks without letting go.
Zhao Ningchu stepped forward: "When did you buy it? Why didn't I know?"
"I bought it secretly." After saying that, he took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Ningchu.
"for you!"
Zhao Ningchu glanced at it: "What?"
"Of course it's the new year's money, take it."
Zhao Ningchu was a little surprised: "You're giving me lucky money?"
"Um!"
"Didn't you give me all your money? Where did you get your private money?"
Ji Xiuran:......
"Everything is in this red envelope. I have nothing now. You have to support me!"
"Don't I support you all the time?"
After saying that, Xiaobai came over and said, "Dad, accompany me to set off fireworks, I don't dare to do it alone!"
"You don't dare to set off fireworks. Have you never set off fireworks before?"
"No, mom wouldn't dare either."
When Zhao Ning first heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.
This is Xiaobai's first time to set off fireworks. On previous New Year's Eve, they watched the Spring Festival Gala at home without setting off fireworks.
"You go play with him, and I'll go sit on the hanging chair."
"good!"
After saying that, he took the fireworks stick in Xiaobai's hand and said, "Son, let's go!"
Zhao Ningchu sat on the hanging chair nearby, looking at the father and son setting off fireworks not far away, feeling extremely happy.
She had been looking forward to such a day for so many years, and finally it had come.
Zhao Ningchu raised her eyes, looked at the stars in the night sky, and talked to herself to the brightest star.
"Mom, I am very happy now. Have you seen it in heaven?"
A family of three happily stayed up late on the rooftop to welcome the New Year.
Two dark figures sneaked in from the villa downstairs.
Zhao Zhenguo opened the door and came in, speaking to the woman behind him.
"Honey, I don't know when Xiaochu and the others will come back. They will leave after eating, okay?"
Chen Manxue walked in with a look of disdain, glanced at the villa where she had lived for many years, and coldly snorted: "What are you afraid of that damn girl? This is our home."
"You also know my current situation. We did a lot of things that I felt sorry for Xiaochu before, but she generously forgave me and took care of me until I die. Don't cause trouble for me and make her unhappy."
"That damn girl is your daughter, but our Sisi is not. Don't forget who sent Sisi to jail back then."
"It's been so many years, why did you mention it? Forget it."
Chen Manxue snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Now that damn girl Zhao Ningchu is treating you well, of course you are going to her. You can forget it. I will never forget the sins my daughter has suffered in this life."
Zhao Zhenguo sighed: "Okay, you promised me when you came, we will leave after dinner."
Chen Manxue disagreed.
"What are you afraid of? They went to Ji's house to celebrate the New Year, and they will definitely not come back tonight."
As he spoke, he walked towards the living room, sat on the sofa and looked at Zhao Zhenguo lazily, with a charming smile on his face.
"Husband, come here!"
After saying that, he also raised his fingers towards Zhao Zhenguo.
This naked temptation made Zhao Zhenguo swallow his saliva.
Even though Chen Manxue is now in her fifties, she is still well-maintained and charming.
Zhao Zhenguo's reason was so swayed by her that he disappeared long ago.
He walked towards Chen Manxue with a squinted look on his face.
…
On the rooftop!
Maybe it was because the temperature dropped at night, but Zhao Ningchu couldn't help but sneeze.
Hearing this, Ji Xiuran handed the unfinished fireworks to Xiao Bai's hand, and then walked towards Zhao Ningchu.
He reached out and touched her forehead: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Ningchu sniffed: "Nothing? You go and play, I'll watch you."
"You're already sneezing. Come on, let's go down to avoid catching a cold."
'But Xiaobai hasn't finished playing yet.'
Ji Xiuran turned to look at Xiaobai: "Son, it's too cold. Your mommy will catch a cold. Let's go down to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Dad will stay with you tomorrow, okay?"
Xiaobai heard this and nodded obediently: "Okay!"
Ji Xiuran reached out and held Zhao Ningchu in his arms, and walked towards the stairs.