MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 75 A soft voice on the phone

  Chapter 75 A Soft Voice on the Phone

   "Something happened two days ago, but it's fine now, you call him personally to ask him the specifics." Xie Juan raised his chin to signal her to open the box.

  She opened it, and besides a beautiful necklace, there was also a business card, Xi Mo's.

  She pursed her lips, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

   "It's okay, you must remember to call him."

  The next day was the Mid-Autumn Festival. She and her father bought gifts and went to grandpa's house early. Aunt and cousin arrived before them.

  Wen Hua’s grandparents passed away early, and the only old man in the family was grandpa. Although my aunt was not grandpa’s child, because of Wen Yousui, she also regarded grandpa as her father, and would come to accompany the old man every year and festival.

  Grandpa’s big house is a famous courtyard house in Tongcheng, with a history of more than 100 years.

  It may be the warmth of the old house, or it may be that there are too many childhood memories of her hidden here.

When she was a child, she often came here with her mother. Grandpa would invite the opera troupe to sing operas in the courtyard. After listening to the opera for a while, someone would bring her beautiful and delicious sugar paintings. Fell asleep in Grandpa's arms.

Grandpa often caressed her little face and pinched her little hands, as if he couldn't put it down. In her sleep, she only felt that the big palm was extremely warm, and there was a gentle and ups and downs in her ears, and the conversation between grandpa and mother gradually changed. Anxious, those evenings were the softest time in her childhood memory.

  Later, my mother passed away, and my grandfather became very old all of a sudden.

  The only daughter who grew up in the palm of her hand left, and the old man was hit hard. Therefore, her father often taught her to spend more time with the old man when she had time. Even my aunt often came to the compound. When there are more people, the elderly will feel better.

   Chatted with grandpa all afternoon. At five o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Gu was afraid that she would be bored with him all the time, so he asked her to go for a walk in the backyard. Seeing his cousin bring Xiaotuanzi to accompany him, Wen Hua went for a walk in peace.

  The backyard is lush with grass and trees, carp in the pond are chasing and playing under the lotus, and small wild flowers are blooming on the rockery. She stretched comfortably and breathed the smell of home greedily.

  There is a very hidden place behind the rockery. When I was a child, I liked to hide there for my mother to find her. The best thing is that there happens to be a small hole there, so I can peek at people outside.

  I still remember that she hid here once, and my mother couldn't find it for a while. Later, when my father found her, they thought there was no one here, so they made an appointment on their own.

  Mother has always been a beauty, she does everything gracefully and elegantly, but she always brings some light food outside, and only at home, she treats Wen Yousui like a little girl tenderly.

  Wen Wei grew up eating dog food since she was a child, and has seen the most beautiful love in the world, so she should be more indifferent to love, or more demanding.

  She saw Gu Zhiyin standing on tiptoe with red ears to kiss her father from the small hole.

  At that time, she was only six or seven years old. Seeing such a scene, she was curious and shy, and covered her eyes with her small hands with a cry.

  Dad is really not ashamed. Mom just kisses him lightly, and he will kiss back deeply.

   The two people who were disturbed discovered that there was a little guy peeping behind the rockery. Wen Yousui put his arms around his wife and said to the rockery with a smile: "It seems that a little wild duck flew over from the backyard?"

  Wen Hua covered her mouth and remained silent.

   Gu Zhiyin said: "It seems to be a duckling who peeks at other people's love affairs."

   "I don't know if the little duck likes to eat sweet and sour fish. Grandpa has prepared a lot of delicious food. We are going to eat."

   "I like it!" The little duck behind the rockery knew it couldn't hide anymore, and popped out its little black head.

  Wen Yousui picked up the little girl and trimmed the weeds on her body. Xiao Wenhua looked at the two and said, "I've seen you doing bad things behind my back."

   "Oh?" Wen Yousui raised his eyebrows, "What did you see?"

   "Seeing mommy kissing you."

   Seemingly satisfied with these words, Wen Yousui looked sideways at Gu Zhiyin and said, "Be careful next time, don't be so hasty, the kids will see you all."

  Gu Zhiyin was taken aback by this man's behavior, as if he wasn't the one who kissed him deeply just now, she snorted softly, "Next time? You think it's beautiful, there won't be a next time."

  She wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Wen Yousui, "It's my fault, I can't help it."

   As he spoke, he kissed her again as a comfort, completely ignoring Wen Hua, the little light bulb.

  The setting sun at that time was very warm, and the whole yard was golden in my memory.

  Thinking of the past, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Wen Hua's mouth, and she had already entered behind the rockery before she knew it.

  Through the small hole, the outside is an empty courtyard, and there are no more handsome men and women kissed by the soft light of the setting sun.

  She sighed softly, her mother is not here, her father should be more sad than her.

  For their kind of love, life and death are fatal.

   Sitting behind the rockery for a while, she suddenly thought of something, and she took out the business card.

  By the time she realized it, the call had already been made.

  Suddenly a little nervous, it’s already this time, it’s late at night in Switzerland, maybe he’s already asleep.

   It's been almost ten days, and instead of contacting her, he waited for her to call, feeling a little passive and annoyed.

   But she did not give the contact information.

  What should I say if I get connected later, she pursed her lips, feeling that she was too impulsive.

  The phone rang several times, and before it was about to hang up, it was connected over there.

  She cleared her throat, "Hello?"

   "Hello." A soft and hoarse voice came, as if just woken up.

  Wen Hua paused for breath.

   "Hello?" There was some confusion over there, thinking it was a bad signal.

   After a while, Wen Hua said, "Sorry, I may have made a mistake."

   "That's right, this is A Mo's phone number. Are you his colleague? He's in the study. I'll get it to him for you."

   "No, I made a typo."

  Looking at the hung up call, Bai Li hesitated for a while, but finally deleted the call log.

  Xi’s family has been very depressed recently. Xi Mo’s father has advanced liver cancer and is already at the end of his battle. The day his family called Xi Mo, Xi Wei almost passed by. Fortunately, the doctor hired by the family was very good and was rescued.

   Strange to say, after being rescued, he was more energetic than before, and his complexion improved a lot, especially after Xi Mo came back.

  Her family and the Xi family are family friends, but their family background is far inferior to that of the Xi family. They all say that it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and their parents also intend to match her and Xi Mo. When the Xi family has something to do, the family members naturally often come here.

   It's just that if Xi Wei really can't hold on, the marriage may have to be put on hold for now, but it's always good to come here to show concern.

Seeing that Xi Wei looked good in the past two days, she thought that his physical condition had improved. Her father shook his head, "Why are you getting better when you are in this kind of field? Two days ago, you stepped into the gate of **** and came back with your life. Now This situation is probably..."

  Bai Li was stunned, "Back to the light?"

  (end of this chapter)