The two of them played in the amusement park until very late before going back. The supper was settled outside. When they got home, their family was having dinner. Everyone was happy to see them in a close relationship.

Liang Yuanyuan looked at the figures of the two of them going upstairs side by side, lowered her eyes, and couldn't help but hear what Su Can said to him in the playground, and she lost her appetite for eating.

She hurriedly took a few bites of food and went upstairs to the room to pack up her things.

Song Yu washed Meng Jianwan a bunch of grapes. She walked to Liang Yuanyuan's room with a fruit plate in her arms, and saw that the door was not closed tightly, so she went in directly.

The suitcase was open on the ground, and Liang Yuanyuan was folding a skirt and putting it in.

"When will I leave tomorrow morning?" Meng Jianwan found a stool and sat down, pulled a tissue, spit out the grape seeds in his mouth, "I'll drive you."

Liang Yuanyuan squatted on the ground and said to her with a smile: "No, I have already told the driver that my brother won't go to the company tomorrow, and the driver can take me away."

"Okay then." Meng Jianwan picked up a grape and bit it into his mouth, skillfully squeezed out the flesh, and took off the grape skin.

Liang Yuanyuan was a little tired from squatting, so she simply pulled a mat and sat on the ground.

She folded her clothes while muttering: "I didn't lie to you in the amusement park. Su Can and I were not together. He knew I like him, but he refused me." She cried all the way, her eyes turned red again and again. Now she was much better, and she could say it calmly, "In the future, it might be an ordinary friend, or there might be no intersection, just a simple relationship between fans and idols."

Meng Jianwan was amazed.

She thought that the two of them were already together by visiting the playground.

Meng Jianwan was used to being careless, and could not love anyone, and did not understand Liang Yuanyuan's mood at this moment, nor would he comfort others: "What are you going to do now?"

Liang Yuanyuan said: "Nothing can be done, just... let it go."

Meng Jianwan was eating grapes quietly and had nothing to say.

After packing up the things, Liang Yuanyuan put the suitcase on, zipped it up and pushed it to the edge of the bed, and began to organize the bag and put the cosmetics and some small items in it.

Her back was facing Meng Jianwan, and there was a rustling sound, with a very soft voice: "So, I am quite envious of my brother. I can catch up with someone for the first time."

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Liang Yuanyuan shrugged: "I see it very well. Not everyone is so lucky. The person I like just likes me, and I was mentally prepared from the beginning."

Meng Jianwan was eating grapes, and his mouth was very sweet, but she felt so sad when she said it.

Liang Yuanyuan turned around, pressed her shoulder with both hands, and smiled and said, "Then I wish you and my brother a good son soon and be in love until they are old."

Meng Jianwan: "...I don't have to send such blessings."

Liang Yuanyuan left the next morning. Meng Jianwan had not gotten up yet, but the two had said goodbye last night. Miss Liang Yuanyuan said that she would be a hero again when she came back from the winter vacation.

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New Year's Eve is coming soon, and my aunt returned to her hometown to celebrate the New Year, but the impact is not great. Lin Chunhua and Cai Xixiang can cook, but Liang Rushui is not good at cooking, but she can barely take advantage of it. If she is not good, she can invite the chef to her home.

After breakfast, Song Yu and Meng Jianwan were responsible for posting Spring Festival couplets.

Song Yu was tall and could easily stick it with no need to step on the stool. Meng Jianwan was responsible for handing him Spring Festival couplets and tape.

The two had a clear division of labor. In less than half an hour, they pasted the door frames inside and outside the home, and hung red lanterns and Chinese knots.

After the end, Meng Jianwan collapsed on the sofa and remained motionless, leaning his head on the back of the sofa to rest.

Song Yu brewed a pot of tea. The tea fragrance in the living room was mixed with the aroma of stewed vegetables in the kitchen. He poured a cup of tea and served it to her: "When will you accompany you to your parents' home?"

"I don't know, my mother asked, I said I'm not sure." Meng Jianwan took the teacup and took a sip. He didn't like the taste of the tea, it was a bit bitter.

"Then let's go to the sixth day of the lunar month?" Song Yu calculated the time. Relatives might come to his family in the next few days, and they would also visit relatives.

"I have no objection." Meng Jianwan forced a few sips of tea. After the bitterness passed, it began to regain sweetness. She raised an eyebrow, handed the teacup over, and signaled Song Yu to pour another cup.

Song Yu smiled, picked up the teapot and poured tea for her, and enjoyed such tranquility.

In the evening, everyone was eating the New Year's Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV. The table was filled with home-cooked dishes, most of which were made by Lin Chunhua, and a small part was made by Cai Xixiang. Liang Rushui only mixed a few cold dishes. The task of starting wine was not handed over to Song Xiaozheng, but to Meng Jianwan.

She lived up to expectations and easily opened the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine each.

While everyone was there, Song Yu talked about his plan: "Grandma, don't go back to her hometown after the New Year." When he spoke, everyone else calmed down, only the TV was still making noises. "If you want to live here, continue living. If you don't want to live here, you can live with grandma in the suburbs of the manor in the suburbs. There is a large space and complete medical facilities."

He said it to Lin Chunhua, but his eyes looked at Meng Jianwan, wanting to hear what she said.

Meng Jianwan wanted to take Lin Chunhua to live in the city in the early years. It was not very reassuring that she was alone in the countryside. It was not good to ask neighbors to help take care of her. People had their own affairs, so it was impossible to pay attention to an old lady at all times. The medical conditions at home were also a little bit. It was okay to have a headache or fever whenever there was an emergency. If there was an emergency, they had to take a bus to the slightly larger hospital in the town.

Lin Chunhua was eating pork ribs, and the topic turned to himself: "Oh, don't worry about me. It's great to live alone in the countryside. I've been used to it for so many years. I only lived in the city for a few days and felt it was fresh, but I can't stand it for a long time."

"I think you're quite happy for a while?" Meng Jianwan replied, "Why can't you stand it anymore? Do you have an old wife in the countryside?"

"You are so careless, what are you talking about?" Lin Chunhua bared her teeth and raised her chopsticks to hit Meng Jianwan's head. She was stopped by Song Yu with a smile.

Lin Chunhua looked at Song Yu: "You just spoil her, sooner or later she will go to the room to remove the tiles!"

The rest of them laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth.

"The children are also out of filial piety, so don't blame them." Cai Xixiang said earnestly, "At our age, it is best not to cause trouble for their children and grandchildren. If you are alone in the countryside, you can't take care of them and have no peace of mind when you are surfing outside. Listen to me, after the Lantern Festival, you will go back to the manor with me. The air there is not noisy. When you are free, you can take care of your dog. I don't know how comfortable it is."

Lin Chunhua urged everyone to eat the food: "Let's talk about what's going on in the future."

Meng Jianwan knew that the old lady was escaping from the topic, but there was no way, so she could only let her, after all, she could not tie people here.

She also knew the old lady’s thoughts. She stayed alone in her hometown because it was just because it was the place where her dead father grew up, and she was reluctant to leave.

The meal was long and pleasant, and then I focused on watching the Spring Festival Gala to watch the New Year.

Due to the prohibition on setting off fireworks, this area is too quiet, and every household closes the door and is lively. Through the car windows, you can see colorful lights lit up in the distant sky.

Before midnight, Meng Jianwan became sleepy, yawned one after another, leaning on Song Yu's shoulder and dozing off. He held her head with his hand and put his arm over to her as a pillow to make her feel more comfortable.

Liang Rushui saw it, smiled gently, and said softly: "If Wanwan is sleepy, go back to the room to sleep. We will sit for a while and we will go back to the room."

Song Yu: "Okay."

When he was about to hug Meng Jianwan, she woke up. The folds of her eyelids were very deep, her face was covered with sleepiness, and her eyes were confused.

Song Yu paused and said, "If you are sleepy, let's go back to your room to sleep." He knew that she was sleepy, but if she said she could stay up late, she could do so.

For example, last time she watched the Formula Competition on a computer, she was still energetic at 3 a.m. and wanted to test drive the newly bought sports cars in the garage one by one.

Meng Jianwan stretched and muttered: "Don't you want to stay up to the New Year?"

Liang Rushui reached out to help her clean up her hair that was a little messy on her face: "It's not that much attention. If you are sleepy, go to bed."

"Then I'll go to bed?" Meng Jianwan got up and looked at the two old ladies beside him.

Cai Xixiang nodded with a smile, but Lin Chunhua smashed the orange peel that he had held in his hand for a long time: "Didn't you slept in the afternoon? How could you sleep better than a pig?"

Meng Jianwan: “…”

Song Yu laughed and hugged Meng Jianwan upstairs. The two entered the room. As soon as the light turned on, Meng Jianwan lay on the bed and raised his legs, and slippers fell naturally from his feet.

She was very sleepy, but after being woken up, she said a few words to them but was no longer sleepy. She held her mobile phone and grabbed the red envelopes in the group, and sent a few red envelopes in the work group and the "Chicken Eating Group".

Song Yu originally wanted to go to the bathroom to adjust the water temperature for her, but when she heard the sound of the copper coins sprinkling when she received a red envelope from her phone, it was very loud: "Didn't you just say it's very sleepy?"

Meng Jianwan sat up a little, leaned against the head of the bed, urging Gou Sheng and the others to send red envelopes quickly. She snatched a few more times, and she was so energetic that she was about to fall asleep in a second with her eyes drooping.

Song Yu smiled and shook his head, but he was helpless. Seeing that she was grabbing red envelopes, he took his phone and sent her a series of red envelopes, which was equivalent to flooding the screen.

Meng Jianwan's eyelids twitched, and he turned toward him and looked at him: "Why did you send me a red envelope?"

Song Yu thought about it and replied: "New Year's money."

Meng Jianwan clicked in one by one with peace of mind and received it. When he clicked the last red envelope, Song Yu's gentle voice came to his ears: "About grandma, you can persuade him more in the next few days. I don't think her attitude is very firm."

"Yes." Meng Jianwan responded, "Why haven't you discussed this with me before?"

"I know what you think, so there is no need to discuss it." Song met her with great energy and probably couldn't sleep for a moment. He decided to take a shower first. He pinched the hem of the wool sweater and lifted it up, took off his top, threw it on the sofa, turned around and took out his pajamas from the cloakroom.

Meng Jianwan paused, threw his cell phone on the bed, and looked at him with his head on his back.

Song Yu was naked, holding his pajamas in his hand, passing by the bed and heading towards the bathroom. Meng Jianwan raised his eyebrows. It is undeniable that her husband has a very good figure. The light gray sweatpants are hanging around his waist, loose, showing a narrow and thin waist. Each texture line is even and beautiful, as if it was deliberately drawn.

Meng Jianwan smacked his lips and made a very small sound. Song Yu walked to the door and heard the movement. He turned to look at her: "Did you talk to me just now?"

Meng Jianwan didn't say anything, but when he met his puzzled look, the "no" on his lips changed to two other words: "I said it."

Song Yu blinked: "What did you say?" He just heard a slight voice in a daze, and he couldn't hear a single word clearly.

"I said, I want to have sex." Meng Jianwan touched his neck, without any shame, as calm as if he was saying "I want to eat."

Song Yumei jumped hard.

Meng Jianwan has always been so bold and never knew what shyness and reserve meant. The more difficult it is to speak, it becomes natural to her mouth. To be honest, he has been shocked by her many times.

So far, Song Yu can say with certainty that he had never seen Meng Jianwan blush, she made others blush.

Song Yu stood by the bathroom door. Given her previous experience of playing tricks on him, he did not rush over this time, and repeatedly asked for verification: "Are you really? Didn't you lie to me?"

What's the truth? Meng Jianwan rolled her eyes. She simply felt that Song Yu in that scene just now was very sexy, bewitched, and greedy for his beauty. Anyway, they have already obtained a marriage certificate and don't have to bear the extra responsibility. It's useless to sleep.

However, his uncertain appearance touched Meng Jianwan's rebellious mentality. She said angrily: "I'm lying to you!"

Song Yu gritted his teeth and closed the bathroom door with his backhand. He endured his anger and heard from it: "I, I know, I know!"

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Xiao Ba:…………………………?
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