Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 413 Little Mu's Happiness (6K)

Zeng Wenjie could easily guess that the two elderly people were there to see Mu Qingyang, and had nothing to do with him.

Damn it, I'm the real grandson!
Then, he glanced at Mu Qingyang with some anger and couldn't help but slap her on the butt.

Why are you touching my butt?

Mu Qingyang was baffled.

"Oh dear, I've fallen out of favor ever since you came to my house! I won't let you go this year for Chinese New Year."

Zeng Wenjie shook his head and sighed.

"Hmph, believe it or not, I won't let you go home!"

Mu Qingyang, however, arrogantly raised her chin and retaliated.

In the past, Zeng Wenjie would never have dared to make such a joke, otherwise it would have easily hurt her fragile inner world.

But now, these kinds of jokes can be made freely, and Mu Qingyang can also cleverly retaliate.

"Fine, fine, you've really gone too far! You've turned the tables and taken over the place like a cuckoo in the nest?"

"Hehehe, I've really rebelled!" Mu Qingyang imitated the laughter of the Soul Hall elder.

Zeng Wenjie strangled her naked and then stuffed her into the car as a small lesson.

Mu Qingyang suddenly understood why Zeng Wenjie and Principal Gao both liked to laugh "hehehe". It seemed really refreshing to laugh like that.
Although she couldn't have hot pot, Mu Qingyang didn't feel sad or disappointed. On the contrary, she was even happier because her grandparents came to visit her!

Although Zeng Wenjie was given a second chance at life, his understanding of the concept of family affection was far less profound than Mu Qingyang's.

Especially in some impoverished mountainous areas, a five-year-old sister takes care of her two- or three-year-old brother. This little girl cooks for her brother every day, and it's heartbreaking to see.

With this in mind, Zeng Wenjie planned to conduct another on-site investigation in Xishu Province after the Central Plains Province inspection.

Of course, one should not forget one's hometown.

It's both doing good deeds and paving the way for myself to be among the top ten in the country.

Almost all of Zeng Wenjie's family members were present at the restaurant.

"I wonder if Xiao Mu will be able to eat well at school?" Grandma said with some worry.

"Mom, don't worry, she's not a child anymore, how could she not find food?" Zeng Xiangdong couldn't help but laugh helplessly.

Grandpa sighed, "I'm afraid no one will play Go with her at school. Those old folks in the county keep asking me when she's coming back."

Grandma scolded, "Chess, chess, all you know is chess! As soon as you get up in the morning, you're glued to the computer. When you die of old age, I might as well bury you in the computer head."

Zeng Xiangdong bought a laptop computer for his elderly father, complete with a network card.

Then, every morning when the old man got up, he would sit in front of the computer and play Go on Yicheng Go.

Although he's given up drinking, he's now addicted to the internet, so it's really hard to say what to do...

Just as the elderly couple were about to argue, Zeng Wenjie arrived with Mu Qingyang.

So the two elderly people who were about to argue immediately stopped talking and got up to come over.

"Oh dear, Xiao Mu has lost weight! It must be because the food at school is bad. Wenjie, you never know how to take her out to eat better. You earn so much money and still let your girlfriend get thin. What good are you, you son of a bitch?!"

Grandma has indeed completely betrayed us. She used to be all warm and caring towards Zeng, but now she's turned into a troll.

"Hey, you son of a bitch, you can't even take care of your girlfriend, what kind of business can you possibly run?"

When Grandpa saw that his "mentor" had lost weight, he couldn't help but criticize him.

Zeng Wenjie said with a wry smile, "She went back to her hometown for the New Year and you guys have fed her so much she's practically turned into a tank! Besides, it's not like I didn't take her out to eat; she just wanted to lose weight herself."

Grandpa glared at Zeng Wenjie, then said to Mu Qingyang, "I've stir-fried some chili peppers for you again, this time with pork skin."

Mu Qingyang grabbed his grandfather's arm and shook it, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

Grandma then took out a pair of cloth shoes and said, "The weather is getting warmer, so I made you a pair of cloth shoes."

Mu Qingyang happily accepted the gift, then gave his grandmother a big hug and said, "Thank you, Grandma! I love you the most!"

Mu Qingyang felt incredibly happy to receive different gifts each time.

In fact, she received so many gifts that she couldn't carry them with her at the same time and had to take turns receiving them.

Zeng Wenjie shook his head helplessly. "Fine, fine, so your own grandson has nothing. He gave everything to Mu Qingyang, right?"
He felt marginalized.

Moreover, after Mu Qingyang met his grandparents, he simply ignored them.

Unexpectedly, the blows to him were not over yet. His mother sent him a copy of Mu Qingyang's "Resurrection" written entirely in Russian. However, it was not a new book; it was a treasure from a used book market.

"I heard from your grandfather that you've been studying Russian lately, so I went to the used book market and bought you a Russian book," Han Yu said with a smile.

"Ah~ Thank you, Auntie, it's Tolstoy's 'Resurrection'!" Mu Qingyang happily accepted it.

Now he's truly a resurrected Tolstoy...

Zeng Wenjie rolled his eyes and said slowly, "Oh, it seems your Russian is quite good now. You can tell what kind of book it is at a glance?"

Mu Qingyang said, "Of course, if you don't believe me, just say it to my face!"

Zeng Wenjie isn't a fool like her; why would she walk into an obvious trap? She'd be crazy!
Even Zeng Xiangdong, a rough and rugged man, prepared a golden hairpin for Mu Qingyang.

Mu Qingyang took it with both hands, then showed it off to Zeng Wenjie, saying, "Could you please plug it in for me?"

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Should we insert it into the temples or behind the ears? Or, if all else fails, into the top of the head? You decide!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he received a sharp rap on the back of his head.

Grandpa raised his hand, his index and middle fingers curled inward.

"Don't you dare bully Xiao Mu!" Grandpa said coldly.

"..." Zeng Wenjie felt like dying. Good heavens, after bringing Mu Qingyang home for the New Year, she has become the real little tyrant of this house. She's not someone to mess with.
Mu Qingyang covered his mouth and laughed, "He was just joking with me, Grandpa, please don't hit him."

Grandpa said sternly, "What are you talking about? How old are you? Can't you be a little more mature?"

Zeng Wenjie quickly replied, "Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

Then, he took the gold hairpin from Mu Qingyang's hand, chose a suitable angle, and inserted it into her hair.

Surprisingly, the glittering gold hairpin on her head didn't make her look tacky or nouveau riche; on the contrary, it had a very positive decorative effect.

However, hairpins look better when paired with a hair bun. Perhaps we can have Xiao Mu try putting her hair up in a bun later.

"It looks so beautiful. Our family has no shortage of gold now. When you marry into the family, we'll make sure you're covered in gold." Grandma said with a smile, holding Mu Qingyang's hand.

Mu Qingyang's expression froze. This time, she was truly embarrassed by those words. She hadn't even thought about it!

Zeng Wenjie, on the other hand, seemed completely indifferent. Marriage? If you get married, you'll regret it. Even a dog wouldn't get married!

But it seems that the marriage partner is Mu Qingyang?
Then... woof woof woof! Awooo awooo!

Mu Qingyang's parents and grandparents all looked at her with the same eyes one would use to look at a daughter-in-law, their faces all bearing gentle smiles, as if they could already imagine the scene of Mu Qingyang stepping across the threshold in her finest attire.

Mu Qingyang was somewhat creeped out by this "auntie smile" and glanced at Zeng Wenjie in a panic, only to see him looking completely indifferent.

Zeng Wenjie sneered inwardly. "Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown! Let him deal with it himself!"

Zeng Wenjie, who was marginalized, was playing Tetris on his phone out of boredom, while Mu Qingyang was being chatted about trivial family matters.

She actually loved listening to these trivial matters, and she was so engrossed in them that she almost popped some sunflower seeds into her mouth.

“Where are you staying? I’ll book you a hotel!” Zeng Wenjie said.

“No need, I have a rented place, you can stay at my place,” Zeng Xiangdong waved his hand and said.

Although he only spends about a week a month in Fengzhou, he finds staying in hotels inconvenient, so he rents a house and sets up a safe there to temporarily store the gold he has collected.

The amount of gold produced in the Shizhu County area has gradually decreased, which can be seen from the fact that the number of fights in Yinziping has decreased. There is basically no longer the enthusiastic exchange of explosives between people from the two provinces.

However, the amount of gold sand panned from the river was quite considerable.

Zeng Xiangdong was busy collecting gold, and he also had a group of henchmen to help him collect it. He offered higher profits than other gold bosses, so everyone was willing to work for him.

It doesn't matter if the price is higher; the Palace Museum series is such a high-profit product that it can easily recoup its investment several times over.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Actually, you could consider buying a house in Fengzhou; the prices are quite cheap."

Grandpa said, "I heard that the average house price here is over three thousand per square meter. Is that cheap?!"

"..."

Zeng Wenjie felt it was hard to comment. What would his grandfather think if he knew that in ten years, the price would be at least ten thousand yuan per square meter?

“Okay, now that you’re making money, you can make your own decisions.” Zeng Xiangdong smiled. “Buy a bigger place so that everyone can stay together during holidays.”

Zeng Wenjie nodded, thinking it was a good idea to buy a villa.

Villas in Fengzhou aren't expensive either; a decent one costs only 5,000 yuan per square meter, which is quite easy for him since he already has enough initial capital.

If you don't really intend to do something meaningful, you can make a fortune just by flipping houses against your conscience.

After dinner, my mom said she was going to Mu Qingyang's dorm to change her sheets and duvet cover.

The bed sheets, duvet covers, and quilts were all specially brought from my hometown. I specifically asked Zeng Wenjie about the size of the dormitory bed and had them custom-made.

Mu Qingyang hurriedly said, "No need for that trouble, I can change it myself."

Grandma said, "Nothing bought outside can compare to what we make at home. The cotton is freshly fluffed, it's very comfortable to sleep on."

Zeng Wenjie asked expressionlessly, "Did I?"

Grandma frowned and said, "Why are you, a boy, being so fussy?!"

Zeng Wenjie was speechless. Sure enough, he knew he wouldn't get a share.

After the meal, Zeng Wenjie drove Mu Qingyang back to school, while the family rode in Zeng Xiangdong's Jeep, complaining that the Audi smelled too strong. Zeng Wenjie, however, didn't care. "What kind of Audi is it if it doesn't have a smell?" he thought.
Mu Qingyang sat in the passenger seat, obediently fastening his seatbelt, and admiring the gifts he had just received as if they were his most treasured possessions.

It's just that the stir-fried pork skin with chili peppers isn't suitable for handling; otherwise, Zeng Wenjie suspects she would have pried it out of the bottle...

"Is it pretty?" Mu Qingyang tilted her head slightly, fiddled with her gold hairpin, and asked with a grin.

"It doesn't look good," Zeng Wenjie said irritably.

Mu Qingyang was slightly disappointed, but then Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "You're so pretty that even an ugly hairpin looks good! Hmm, try tying your hair into a bun later; it'll look even better with a gold hairpin."

Mu Qingyang nodded immediately, pecking at the rice like a chick, "Mmm-hmm!"

Zeng Wenjie placed his hand on the gear lever, and as he turned, Mu Qingyang's long legs happened to lean towards him due to the centripetal force brought by the turn.

Zeng Wenjie took a look and exclaimed, "Wow, good heavens, does Xiao Mu also know the highest etiquette for riding in an Audi A8?"
So, he decisively placed his hand on the other person's thigh.

Today, because she was going to the set of "The Voice of China" to cheer on Zeng Wenjie, she dressed up specially, wearing a gray midi skirt paired with thick black stockings with lettering.

Mu Qingyang glanced at the large hand that had silently landed on her knee and pouted, saying, "Drive carefully!"

Zeng Wenjie retorted, "Shut up and just enjoy how cool I am at driving an A8 with one hand."

He thought he would have to talk to the sock factory owner later and ask him to make the stitches denser and use better materials, otherwise it would affect the feel of the socks.

Upon arriving at the school, Mu Qingyang asked Zeng Wenjie to open the door to room 208 to prevent her phone from being bombarded with calls.

There was no way around it; those foolish college students had all become obsessed with the card game "Hero Kill." After dinner, they couldn't wait to go to the startup base to play cards, not even a little bit later, or they'd drive Mu Qingyang crazy.

However, the kind-hearted Xiao Mu did not see this as a problem; on the contrary, she was very happy!
After all, this is a game created by Zeng Wenjie, and she felt proud to see it so popular.

The jeep that had been heading east arrived right behind them. The two elderly people had already gone back to their lodgings to rest, as the long journey had taken its toll on them, and it was very difficult for them to sit in a car for too long.

Han Yu took out cotton quilts and bedding brought from her hometown from the trunk, and Mu Qingyang hurriedly ran up to help carry some of them away.

“Auntie, I live on the fifth floor,” Mu Qingyang said.

"Isn't the fifth floor too high?" Han Yu asked.

"It's alright, just treat it as exercise," Mu Qingyang said hurriedly.

Then, she led Han Yu upstairs, where they happened to run into Yang Li and Yang Jingqi in the hallway.

Yang Li was taken aback and said, "Auntie? What brings you here!"

Since they were both from the same town and her son's classmate, Han Yu naturally recognized her and said with a smile, "Little Chestnut? You live in this building too? I've come to help Xiao Mu change some bedding."

Yang Li asked in surprise, "You're from Baishui Town?"

Han Yu nodded and smiled, "Yes, no bedding you buy outside can compare to the cotton we make back home. I brought these specially from my hometown!"

Yang Li couldn't help but feel envious. She had only brought one quilt from her hometown; the rest she had bought at the school supermarket.

Needless to say, the sheets pilled up after a while, which was very uncomfortable.

"Hello, Auntie," Yang Jingqi said with a smile.

After a semester, her mindset improved and she found it easier to adapt.

Han Yu nodded and said, "Hello Qiqi, you've become even more beautiful!"

Yang Jingqi felt these words were a bit hurtful. How could she possibly call someone "pretty" in front of Mu Qingyang?!
"Xiao Mu, you're so lucky! I wonder when my mom will be willing to bring me a bedding set from our hometown and then come to school to make it up for me!" Yang Li said with great envy.

"Mmm, I'm so happy!" Mu Qingyang replied happily.

The two women also interacted several times in Baishui Town during the Spring Festival.

There are many banquets in Baishui Town. Grandpa and Grandma often take Mu Qingyang to eat at banquets and pig slaughtering feasts. Over time, they would run into each other from time to time, chat for a few minutes, and their relationship would naturally become closer.

Han Yu said, "I'll help Xiao Mu make the bed first, you guys go ahead with your work."

"Goodbye, aunt!"

Yang Li waved politely.

Yang Jingqi sighed. Although she had come to terms with it a lot, she still couldn't help but think that this treatment should have been hers.

Yang Li couldn't help but sigh and said, "Xiao Mu is really enjoying herself now. She spent the Spring Festival at Zeng Wenjie's house, and everyone in his family likes her very much! I didn't expect that Zeng Wenjie's mother would actually bring bedding from her hometown and even come to the school to help her change..."

Yang Jingqi nodded and said indifferently, "They are quite happy, which is enviable."

Yang Li didn't find anything satisfying in her tone.

Yang Jingqi seemed to realize that her best friend always liked to use things related to Zeng Wenjie to provoke her, and the more emotionally volatile she became, the more her best friend would try to provoke her.

Mu Qingyang strode up the stairs with the most arrogant steps she had ever taken in her life. When someone asked her, she said, "How did you know Zeng Wenjie's mother came to make my bed?"

Han Yu was both amused and exasperated, unable to understand how the somewhat introverted Xiao Mu had changed so much, now acting like a bull in the streets.

In fact, Mu Qingyang was quite familiar with these people; otherwise, she probably wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant.

Everyone was surprised and envious upon hearing what Mu Qingyang said.

Because Zeng Wenjie is rich and a popular figure on campus, it's unbelievable that his mother would go to such lengths to come to the dormitory to help Mu Qingyang change his bedding.

In fact, Zeng Wenjie's family is considered to be in a good position; after becoming rich overnight, everyone's character and personality did not change.

A key reason for this was that the old man's family education had always been very strict.

When they arrived at the dormitory, Ouyang Yun, Niu Fangfang, and Jiang Yu were about to go to room 208 to play "Hero Kill" when they suddenly saw Mu Qingyang and a middle-aged woman walk in, and they were stunned.

"Xiao Mu, is this your mother?" Jiang Yu asked.

"No, it's Zeng Wenjie's mother!" Mu Qingyang said with a smile, placing the cotton wadding on the chair.

The three of them hurriedly greeted Han Yu.

Jiang Yu exclaimed, "Oh my god, the mother-in-law is here to make the bed for her daughter-in-law?"

Mu Qingyang blushed and said, "King Jiang Hai, don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Yu was taken aback, then said angrily, "You've got some nerve, daring to call me that like Zeng Wenjie, haven't you?"

After greeting her three roommates, Han Yu took off her shoes and climbed up to help Mu Qingyang make his bed.

"You're a good person, but remember to say it quietly next time."

Mu Qingyang whispered in Jiang Yu's ear and slipped a chocolate into her pocket.

Jiang Yu immediately beamed and whispered, "Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together! We always say Zeng Wenjie is a bit of a flirt, but I didn't expect you to be quite the closet flirt too..."

Mu Qingyang gently pushed Jiang Yu aside, then tiptoed to pass the cotton wadding upstairs, and caught the bedding that had been taken off.

Watching the aunt busily making her bed, Mu Qingyang's eyes reddened slightly. She hadn't seen such a scene in many years!

She thought of her own mother, who would also choose the day with the best weather each month to help her change her bedding.

Although there were servants in the house, my mother always did these things herself!
"Zeng Wenjie has already opened room 208. If you want to play cards, you can go over there," Mu Qingyang said to his roommates.

“Okay, then we’ll head over first. You can come later!” Ouyang Yun readily agreed.

Niu Fangfang then slowly said, "Wow, I really envy such a wonderful old lady."

In short, Mu Qingyang's popularity soared again after it had already cooled down.

Han Yu smiled and glanced at Niu Fangfang, saying, "Next semester, I'll bring a bedding set for each of you."

"Eh? Thank you, Auntie!"

Niu Fangfang reacted quickly this time, bowing and thanking him without saying a word.

Ouyang Yun and Jiang Yu quickly expressed their gratitude and politely told them not to bother.

Han Yu said, "Okay, I'll take it for Fangfang."

"..."

Ouyang Yun and Jiang Yu wished they could slap themselves twice across the face just seconds ago!

Chu Qingbai arrived at the door, glanced curiously at Han Yu who was making the bed, and then asked, "Zeng Wenjie's mother?"

Mu Qingyang nodded to her and said, "Yes, isn't she beautiful!"

Chu Qingbai smiled, feeling a little envious.

"Let's go play cards," Ouyang Yun said to Chu Qingbai.

“Okay!” Chu Qingbai immediately agreed.

After everyone had left, Han Yu couldn't help but look down at Mu Qingyang and ask, "Why do all your classmates love playing cards so much?"

Mu Qingyang quickly explained, "It's not a traditional deck of cards, but a card game invented by Zeng Wenjie. It's very interesting! Everyone's playing it now!"

"Furthermore, this game will be a collaboration with Tencent in the future, and it will be available on the Tencent Games platform."

"Mom, if you want to know, I'll teach you how to play later!"

Han Yu was taken aback and asked, "What did you call me?"

Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then stood there awkwardly. As she watched Han Yu help her change her bedding, she thought of her deceased mother and blurted out her name!
The two, one tall and one short, stared at each other. Mu Qingyang lowered his head in shame and said, "I...I just...called the wrong person. I'm sorry."

Han Yu couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's okay, if you want to call me that, that's fine too! Anyway, don't you call them Grandpa, Grandma, and Grandpa and Grandma on both sides of the family, just like Wenjie?"

Mu Qingyang hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Is it really okay?"

Han Yu said, "Of course! Who wouldn't love such a cute and well-behaved daughter like you?"

Mu Qingyang felt a sharp pain in his heart from those words.

It turns out that everyone likes her; it's just that a few people hate her.

(End of this chapter)