Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 352 Happy Little Mu

Hu Guohua got out of the car first, waved to Zeng Wenjie, and subconsciously took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth.

Just then, his father came out, saw his son smoking, and rushed over to deliver an Ultraman Flying Kick!
Hu Guohua, who had just returned home after studying away for several months, was suddenly thrown out and landed right at his doorstep, looking completely bewildered.

"Hahaha... Let's go, or he'll try to shift the blame!" Zeng Wenjie burst out laughing when he saw this, and drove Shi Jing back.

Shi Jing was also amused, saying, "This kid is just used to being carefree. He's already home, but he still thinks he's in an internet cafe."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I guess my brain was a bit foggy after staying up all night, and I couldn't recover even after sleeping the whole way."

After dropping Shi Jing off at his doorstep, Zeng Wenjie tossed him two packs of cigarettes, saying, "Take these for your uncle to smoke."

“I bought one myself too,” Shi Jing said, scratching his head.

"It's okay." Zeng Wenjie waved his hand and drove off.

Before even reaching his doorstep, Zeng Wenjie saw Mu Qingyang and his grandfather sitting at the front door.

Bathed in the setting sun, a chessboard lay before them, one man explaining the game, the other nodding in agreement.

After Zeng Wenjie parked the car, both of them remained focused on the chessboard.

"I'm back!" Zeng Wenjie shouted as he got out of the car.

Mu Qingyang was startled, then quickly stood up from his chair, a smile on his face, and said, "Welcome home!"

Grandpa said, "You rascal, can't you keep your voice down?"

Zeng Wenjie held Mu Qingyang's small hand and asked, "Have you been bored lately?"

"It's not boring at all, it's so much fun!" Mu Qingyang said excitedly.

"Huh?" Zeng Wenjie was slightly surprised after hearing this, as he found rural life quite boring.

Mu Qingyang said, "Grandpa often took me to the county town to play chess with people. I would play from one end of the park to the other, and I always won a lot of money!"

After saying this, she opened the buttons on her pocket as if presenting a treasure, and reached inside.

Sure enough, he pulled out a wad of loose change, all one-yuan and two-yuan notes, bundled together with rubber bands, probably two or three hundred yuan.

"Wow, that's a huge sum of money! You can treat me to a late-night snack in the county town later! I know a place that serves amazing crayfish noodles and salted vegetable fried rice," Zeng Wenjie said happily.

"Let's go, let's go!" Mu Qingyang's mouth was practically watering.

"Go away, my foot!" Zeng Wenjie flicked her forehead.

Then, his grandfather slapped him on the back of the head, saying, "Don't you dare bully Xiao Mu."

Zeng Wenjie felt like he had been usurped.

Seeing Mu Qingyang suppressing a laugh, he was immediately enraged and threatened, "I'll deal with you later."

"Snapped!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was slapped on the back of the head.

Zeng Wenjie had no choice but to shut up and go inside to wash his hands and face.

Mu Qingyang skipped and hopped in, looking several times more cheerful than before he came to his hometown.

"If you go to the county town and wreak havoc, will those old men still want to play chess with you?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"I play both Go and Chinese chess. A game of Chinese chess costs one yuan, and a game of Go costs two yuan," Mu Qingyang said with a sense of accomplishment.

"No rivals?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"No rivals!" Mu Qingyang said happily.

He thought the old men in the park were all good people. They would always rush to play chess with her, and even bought her some snacks so that he could play sooner.

In a small county town, the highest level you can get is 6D in Yicheng, while Mu Qingyang is a 9D who can compete with a first-dan professional.

With this level of skill, once inside the park, she really could kill everyone from one end of the corridor to the other. "My girlfriend is amazing, she's a total old man killer!" Zeng Wenjie grinned.

Mu Qingyang smiled and asked, "Are you all done with your work?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "That's about it. We can finish the rest of the work after the New Year!"

Then, Mu Qingyang began to show off his clothes, pants, and white sneakers.

"Is it pretty?" Mu Qingyang asked.

To be honest, it looks rather rustic, but it doesn't look bad on her. After all, when you're good-looking, even a burlap sack looks good on you.

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "It looks great. Who has such good taste?"

"Grandma bought it for me when we went to the market last time!" Mu Qingyang said with a smile.

Every Sunday, there is a market in the town, which is called "gan chang" in the local dialect. Every household sets up a stall in front of their own door to sell odds and ends, and people from outside the town also bring their goods to sell.

Mu Qingyang loves going to the market. She can stroll from one end of the old street to the other. Sometimes she doesn't buy anything, but the lively atmosphere makes her happy.

Zeng Wenjie thought that Xiao Mu must have been quite lonely all these years, and even her beloved dog "Dao Ge" was driven away by her wicked stepmother on the grounds of fleas.

"Are you tired from driving? Why don't you go and rest for a while?" Mu Qingyang asked.

“Okay, but where are my parents? I haven’t seen them.” Zeng Wenjie asked.

"They went to their maternal grandparents' house for dinner and won't be back until later," Mu Qingyang said with a smile.

Zeng Wenjie yawned as he returned to his room and said, "I'll take a nap. Call me when it's time to eat."

Mu Qingyang said, "Okay, I've aired the blankets out for you, they'll definitely be very comfortable to sleep in!"

After driving for several hours, Zeng Wenjie was really tired. He lay down on the bed and dozed off.

Mu Qingyang went to the kitchen to help her grandmother again.

Her presence gave the slightly dilapidated old house a unique color and atmosphere.

Zeng Wenjie woke up at mealtime and ate.

“Let’s go to Xinjie and buy some fireworks to keep on hand,” Zeng Wenjie suggested.

"Okay!" Mu Qingyang immediately agreed happily.

Last time, Zeng Wenjie confessed his feelings to her at the iron chain bridge, and then a lot of fireworks were set off at the farm, but she didn't get to set off a single box, which left her feeling a little regretful.

Many shops in Xinjie have already started selling fireworks and firecrackers, and some places have even hung up big red lanterns, creating a festive atmosphere for the Chinese New Year.

When it comes to the Lunar New Year, the countryside really has a better atmosphere.

Today your family slaughters a pig and hosts a dinner party, tomorrow my family slaughters a pig and hosts a dinner party, and after all that, it's New Year's Eve. Then, the whole family gathers together in a lively atmosphere, sets off firecrackers at midnight to open the door, plays cards, and so on. The next day at midnight, we get up again to heat up the leftover New Year's Eve dinner.

Zeng Wenjie brought Mu Qingyang to her maternal grandparents' house. Zeng Xiangdong and Han Yu were there, chatting with the two elderly people.

"The busy man is back after finishing his work?" Han Yu couldn't help but tease.

"I'm almost done with the work, but that doesn't necessarily mean I'm done," Zeng Wenjie said, spreading his hands helplessly.

He laid the groundwork first.

He pulled Mu Qingyang to sit down, and after chatting for a while, he invited his grandparents to come to the old street for dinner the next day.

The two elders were puzzled, but due to Zeng Wenjie's strong invitation, they had no choice but to agree.

Tomorrow is Mu Qingyang's birthday. Zeng Wenjie guessed that she hadn't celebrated her birthday for many years, so he planned to make the occasion more lively.

Mu Qingyang was clearly a bit slow on the uptake of the matter and didn't even think about it being his birthday.

(End of this chapter)