Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 286 The feeling of home
Because of Mu Qingyang's presence, Zeng Wenjie fell out of favor.

Grandma held her hand and asked her how she was doing, and even Grandpa, who was usually serious and rigid, smiled kindly and seemed very approachable.

Despite being utterly defeated by Mu Qingyang on the chessboard, it did not diminish his affection for the girl in the slightest.

Mu Qingyang held his grandmother's hand and said happily, "Grandma, you treat me just as well as my grandma treats me!"

Grandma couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you bring your grandma over for a meal?"

The old man is very shrewd; he's probably thinking of bringing the two families closer together so that things will be easier to get done later.

"Grandma is gone," Mu Qingyang replied softly.

"Oh, it's okay... Just come to my house often, and I'll cook you something delicious." Grandma smiled and patted the back of her hand.

Mu Qingyang nodded repeatedly and said, "I will definitely come often, as long as Grandma doesn't mind!"

Grandpa interjected, "Students should focus more on their studies. Xiao Mu, you should study hard."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Grandpa, don't say anymore. Xiao Mu's total score is enough to get into a first-tier university, but she underestimated her score and deliberately got a zero in English, so she only got into a second-tier university."

"..."

Grandpa was completely speechless. He was an intellectual and knew what it meant to get into a top university with a zero score in English.

"She's an excellent student, and all the professors treat her like a treasure. I often rely on her for tutoring," Zeng Wenjie added with a chuckle.

The old man usually has a stern face. Today, he was beaten up by Mu Qingyang while playing chess, and now he's been humiliated again while trying to teach Mu Qingyang to study hard. As a scoundrel, he's very happy.

Grandpa glared at him and said, "I'm going to sleep. You guys should get some rest too."

Around 11 o'clock, everyone went to rest.

Zeng Wenjie had just lain down when he heard a soft knock on the door.

"What are you doing instead of sleeping?" Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but ask when he saw Mu Qingyang sneaking around the door.

"I... need to use the restroom!" Mu Qingyang said, his face flushed and embarrassed.

“Go ahead! Do you expect me to help you poop and pee?” Zeng Wenjie looked surprised, thinking of the villagers often holding their children to relieve themselves in the ditch in front of their doors.

Mu Qingyang's face fell instantly.

Zeng Wenjie realized what was happening and cautiously asked, "Are you afraid of the dark?"

Mu Qingyang nodded and said, "A little."

Zeng Wenjie, true to his straight-laced self, said thoughtfully, "That shouldn't be the case. You weren't very afraid when we went into the haunted house."

Mu Qingyang glared at him.

Most of the toilets in my hometown were dry toilets, which you had to walk a bit out from the back door to get to. They were pitch black and didn't even have a light.

This is precisely why news reports frequently surface about people falling into outhouses and drowning...

The thought of that kind of death is terrifying; it's even more horrifying than being slowly sliced ​​to death.

"What's with that look? This is my territory. Believe me or not, I'll gouge your eyes out and hang them on the door like lanterns," Zeng Wenjie said fiercely.

Mu Qingyang immediately weakened.

Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "Say something nice and I'll go with you."

Mu Qingyang thought for a moment and said, "Super, invincible, and ultimate good classmate, please keep me company!"

Zeng Wenjie rolled his eyes. "I'm tired of hearing that!"

Mu Qingyang was instantly furious, then thought of Chen Xiaochun's portrayal of Wei Xiaobao's obsequious manner, so he forced himself to say, "Good brother~"

"Do you need me to help you poop or pee?" Zeng Wenjie asked immediately with a serious expression.

Mu Qingyang couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the back door.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh, then escorted her to the door of the outhouse and said, "Watch your step, take it slow."

Mu Qingyang closed the door, but after a long silence, he couldn't help but say, "Go away, I'll call you when I'm done."

Zeng Wenjie shrugged and could only walk away silently, lighting a cigarette.

However, in the stillness of the night, he still heard the story of a kindred spirit finding solace in nature.

After finishing his cigarette, he carefully cleaned up the cigarette butt to avoid being discovered by his grandparents.

"Let's go," Zeng Wenjie said to Mu Qingyang with a half-smile, "coward!"

"I'll throw you into the latrine!" Mu Qingyang waved his fist, issuing a warning.

"Naked choke!" Zeng Wenjie grabbed her neck and carried her back into the house.

Mu Qingyang reached into his pocket, pulled out a lighter, lit it, and the flame flickered onto his wrist.

"Damn it!" Zeng Wenjie exclaimed in fright, quickly letting go. "Hehehe, clever little Mu has already found a way to break your naked chokehold," Mu Qingyang said proudly, holding up a Zippo lighter.

Zeng Wenjie was both amused and exasperated. He snatched the lighter back and said, "You despicable outsider!"

Mu Qingyang smiled, her expression softening slightly, and looked at Zeng Wenjie, saying slowly, "Thank you, thank you for taking me home."

"Did I tell you to say thank you?!" Zeng Wenjie directly ruined the delicate atmosphere, responding to her unhappily.

Mu Qingyang stepped forward, kissed him on the chin, and said, "Thank you!"

She turned around gracefully, went into the room, and then bolted the door.

Zeng Wenjie stood there stunned, a silly grin spreading across his face. He chuckled for a few minutes before finally returning to his room.

"Asleep?" Zeng Wenjie sent a message on his phone.

"Not yet," Mu Qingyang replied quickly.

"Aren't you comfortable at someone else's house?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"Kind of."

"Then you can make yourself at home."

"I will try my best……"

"Tomorrow morning, I'll take you on a boat trip, we'll come back for lunch, and then go back to school."

"Okay, okay!"

The two people, separated by a wall, were texting and chatting on their phones, both feeling a very subtle atmosphere.

"Why did you kiss me and then run away?" Zeng Wenjie started acting like a jerk as they chatted.

"I'm asleep," Mu Qingyang replied.

"That's not fair. Come here now and let me kiss you."

"Huhuhu~"

Goodnight, then. Tuck yourself in.

"Good night."

Mu Qingyang obediently covered herself with the warm blankets, reached out and pulled the light switch, then stared at the ceiling with her big, bright eyes.

There is a small hole in the ceiling.

She thought, surely Zeng Wenjie wouldn't be so low as to go up to the attic and lie on the floor to spy on someone?

Little did they know, this small hole was precisely the one Zeng Wenjie had drilled himself to spy on them.

Mu Qingyang smelled the quilt; it had a sun-dried scent that she liked very much, as if it carried a warm feeling of being bathed in sunlight.

"I have a grandma again," Mu Qingyang murmured in his sleep.

She turned to her side, curled up, and fell into a deep sleep.

Before dawn, she heard noises coming from the doorway of the main room. She groggily opened her eyes and saw her grandmother busy opening the noodle shop.

"Little Mu's awake? Do you want to sleep a little longer? I'll cook you some noodles when I'm done with my work." Grandma smiled kindly when she saw Mu Qingyang.

"Grandma," Mu Qingyang called out, stepped out of the room, and ran up to her, reaching out to hug her.

Grandma was taken aback, and reached out to hug her from behind, asking, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Mu Qingyang smiled gently and said, "I just wanted to hug you."

Then, she heard Zeng Wenjie's cheeky voice coming from beside her, "I want a hug too, I'm still a baby!"

"I think you're a simpleton, a good-for-nothing, a complete idiot!" Grandma scolded the talkative grandson for Mu Qingyang.

Zeng Wenjie yawned, lazily sat on the threshold, supported himself with his hands, and began to practice seated leg raises and crunches.

Now that I've brought a rich woman home, I definitely need to work even harder on my abs!

Mu Qingyang immediately ran over happily, patted his stomach, and counted cheerfully: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, two, two, three, four..."

Upon seeing this, Grandma shook her head and smiled, then turned and went to work at the noodle shop.

Who wouldn't like a girl like Xiao Mu?

She is tall, has a great figure, a beautiful face, and a gentle personality. Those who don't like her are just jealous of her.

Under Mu Qingyang's supervision, Zeng Wenjie did two hundred more curls than usual, and felt like his abs were about to cramp up...

(End of this chapter)