In fact, Hu Jianshe is quite good. Apart from gaining some weight, he treats her well and obeys her instructions.
It's just that she is always dissatisfied, and although Hu Jianshe is fat, he is not ugly at all with his thick eyebrows and big eyes. After all, every fat person has potential!
When Shen Guangjing heard this name and saw that Wanru's appearance was somewhat similar to Wanyang's, he somehow didn't like her.
Wanru felt that she was as beautiful as a flower, so all men should have a good impression of her, so she took the initiative to reach out and said, "Hello, cousin Shen Guangjing, we will be a family from now on."
Shen Guangjing took a step back, keeping an appropriate distance, and ignored her. Instead, he coldly asked Hu Jianshe next to him, "Where's the car?"
"Ouch! Look at my memory. I was just thinking about being happy when I saw you. I forgot that you must be tired from sitting on the train. The car is parked on the side of the road! Let's go home quickly. My aunt is still at home waiting for you! "
Hu Jianshe was accustomed to Shen Guangjing ignoring his fiancée. After all, they had grown up together and he knew that Shen Guangjing had such a cold personality.
At first, Hu Jianshe and Wan Ru led the way. When Shen Guangjing saw the jeep on the roadside, he passed them.
When Wanru saw him walking away, she started to lose her temper with Hu Jianshe because of the embarrassment just now. Hu Jianshe could only persuade her in a low voice, "You just met him and you don't know! He has been like this since he was a child, and he is not just like this to you. It will be fine once you get familiar with it."
"I think it's because your family looks down on me." Wanru was angry and angry.
Shen Guangjing waited by the car for a long time. Seeing that they hadn't come yet, he shouted impatiently: "If you don't leave, just give me the car keys and I'll go back by myself."
Hearing what he said, Hu Jianshe immediately took Wanru's wrist and trotted over, "This is a car assigned to my dad by the factory. If I let you drive it away, my dad would have to kidnap me when I get back." skin?"
Hu Jianshe's father was the director of a knitting factory. After Wanyang went to the countryside, their mother took the initiative to give her job to Wanru.
Because of his father, Hu Jianshe became the head of the security department in the factory. Not long after Wanru entered the factory to work, she fell in love with him, the son of the factory director.
Although Wanru's name is similar to Wanyang, but the capital is so big, Shen Guangjing never thought that his prospective cousin-in-law would be Wanyang's sister.
Wanyang got on the bus home and arrived at the downstairs of her home half an hour later. Their home was a family building allocated by her father's printing factory.
Everyone was working in the factory at this time, so the whole building was very quiet. I went up to the second floor and found the door I was familiar with, and knocked on it lightly a few times.
"Who is it? Wait a moment, coming soon?" The voice coming from inside was very familiar to her. It was the voice of her original mother, Zhao Guiying.
After a sound of footsteps inside, the wooden door slowly opened. Zhao Guiying saw her second daughter, standing gracefully outside, and was stunned for a moment.
The two looked at each other for about a minute before Wanyang took the initiative to speak out and simply said, "I'm back."
Wanyang tried several times, but still couldn't pronounce the name "Mom".
Zhao Guilan's eyes suddenly turned red when she heard her second daughter's voice. She started talking with her hands, pulled Wanyang's arm tightly, and said excitedly:
"You damn girl! How come you don't know how to write to your family when you go to the countryside? I don't reply to your letters. Everyone comes back for the New Year, and you don't see them back! Your dad and I are still thinking that if you don't come back for the New Year this year, we will
Come and see the place where you go to the countryside!"
Wanyang frowned and looked at the excited woman in front of her seriously. Before she came back, she thought about all the scenes of facing her family, but she never expected that it would be like this.
And I heard that it seems that I wrote a letter to her, but she never received it?
Seeing the woman in front of her greeting her, Wanyang's soul suddenly became enlightened. She first put her luggage on the ground, then stepped forward and hugged Zhao Guiying, and said dullly: "Mom! I miss you so much!"
The "Mom" and the current hug were all done by her for her original owner. No matter why her parents ignored Wanyang in her memory, didn't Wanyang never see her parents at that time?
Wanru was doing everything, so there was no clear memory of what was going on with her parents at that time.
At least at this moment, Wanyang's parents love her, and then Wanyang will also help Wanyang and love her parents in the future.
Zhao Guiying slapped Wanyang hard on the back and said angrily: "If you miss me, why haven't you written letters home all these years?"
Wan Yang gently pushed Zhao Guilan away, "Mom! I ran home as soon as I got off the train. I'm a little tired. Let's talk about what we have to say inside."
"Okay! Okay! Okay! Come in and have a rest." The house is completely different from how it was in the memory. When Wanyang left, there was no sofa in the house, but now there is an extra set of sofas.
Zhao Guilan pulled Wanyang to sit on the sofa, "Do you want some water? Mom will pour it for you."
Wanyang quickly grabbed her and said, "Mom! Stop working now, I have something to tell you."
"What's going on?" Zhao Guilan's face was filled with a happy smile because she hadn't seen her daughter back for many years.
Wanyang took out a stack of letters she had written home from her luggage bag and said, "I have been writing letters to home over the years, but every time the post office returns them to me."
"Did you write the wrong address?" Zhao Guilan looked at the postmarked letters in her hand and felt very happy, thinking that her daughter had always been thinking about home.