Lin Chuxia felt warmth in her heart.
She could shower directly in her space. When Qin Yang was not at ho, she mostly showered in the villa within her space.
She had originally planned to go back and shower imdiately, but now that Mrs. Qin was boiling water, she had to wait a bit longer.
Yet, she was willing to wait.
In her past life, no one had cared about her; she didn’t even know what it felt like to be cared about, which led her to treasure Li Guangyuan’s insincere gestures excessively when they first married.
Knowing that he was deceiving her, she still foolishly refused to face the reality.
In this life, whether it was Qin Yang or the Qin Family people, their sincere concern for her truly had her in their hearts.
Whether it was when she first entered the Qin Family or when she started her business, the care and protection she never had in her previous life, she had it all this ti.
After Mrs. Qin had heated the water, she even delivered it to her room. Lin Chuxia quickly took it and asked, "Mom, did you have sothing you wanted to talk to about just now?"
Mrs. Qin waved her hand, "Nothing much, you go ahead and take a shower. Oh, later I’ll be making dumplings with chive and egg filling, co and have them with your father and ."
"Okay, thank you, Mom."
"About that..." Mrs. Qin hesitated before saying, "Yangyang seems to have not written for a while now. I heard that your factory has a telephone installed. Has Yangyang called you?"
Because of business exchanges, a telephone was installed in the food factory shortly after its inception.
Installing a telephone nowadays is not easy; apart from the high cost, a connection point is also required.
Fortunately, Qin Family Village is an urban village. After getting the telephone, Lin Chuxia did write to Qin Yang to tell him the number, but most of the ti she was not at the food factory and seldom called Qin Yang.
Lin Chuxia spoke honestly, she indeed hadn’t spoken to Qin Yang on the phone or written to him recently, she was busy here, and Qin Yang must be busy there as well.
Hearing this, Mrs. Qin’s expression beca even more worried, "Then, when you have ti, give Yangyang a call or write him a letter. Tell him that everyone at ho misses him and ask him to write ho more frequently."
"Okay, I will."
Seeing Lin Chuxia agree, Mrs. Qin closed the door for her and urged her to quickly take her shower.
Back in her room, she just sat on the edge of the kang bed and sighed heavily.
Mr. Qin, smoking his pipe, glanced at her, "I tell you, old woman, you worry too much. The kids are grown up; let them make their own way. What can you really help with, or control?"
"What do you know," Mrs. Qin retorted, glancing at her husband, "Yangyang hasn’t written to us for a long ti. His wife’s factory is growing bigger and bigger, everyone in our village praises how we’ve got a beautiful and capable daughter-in-law. Why can’t he be a bit more concerned?"
"How can he be more concerned? He works far away; he can’t just leave his job and co ho to hover around his wife all day."
"He could still write a letter or make a phone call from ti to ti. You know your son; once he gets busy with work, he neglects everything else. It’s hard enough for won to handle things, let alone without a partner to care and ask how one feels."
There was still sothing she hadn’t ntioned. Watching Yangyang and his wife nearing a year of marriage, others who married around the sa ti had children or were pregnant.
The couple having no children still made them feel like sothing was missing.
The two living apart and without children, what if they grew tired of each other? Wouldn’t that lead to a simple breakup?
As a mother, Mrs. Qin knew Qin Yang truly liked his wife, but her youngest son was cool and distant, not knowing how to express his feelings.
Mr. Qin was open-minded, "The two children are now focused on their careers, surely that’s sothing they’ve discussed. Being young, shouldn’t they prioritize their careers? Don’t overthink it. Our Yangyang isn’t the type to betray and abandon. Our daughter-in-law takes care of the family and respects her elders. She looks after not only our Old Qin Family but also Qin Family Village. What do you think that’s for?"
It’s definitely because her son is from Qin Family Village. That’s called ’love , love my dog.’
"If our son can’t care for her, let’s treat our daughter-in-law well ourselves. She has left the place where she grew up and her own family to join ours; it’s not like she ca here out of charity."
"Oh, you say that as if I don’t know. Isn’t everybody born to parents and doesn’t everyone owe respect to their elders? Being kind is mutual, I understand all that."
Speaking to Mr. Qin, Mrs. Qin felt much relieved.
Looking up, she noticed Mr. Qin smoking again and quickly snatched it away.
"How are you smoking again? You’ve healed your wounds and forgotten your pain. Careful, or I’ll throw this in the stove and set it alight."
"I just took a couple of puffs, don’t worry. I’m feeling perfectly fine nowadays. I just went to the food factory and saw those young lads lifting machinery, I even wanted to help out. When was the last ti you heard cough?"
"That still doesn’t make it okay. Smoking is bad for your health. If you have nothing else to do, co help make dumplings, we’ll eat with our daughter-in-law in a bit."
...
After bathing, Chuxia noticed that Mrs. Qin had already started boiling the dumplings.
Taking a hot shower followed by enjoying warm dumplings eased all the fatigue and the chill from being drenched in the afternoon rain.
After eating, while going back to her room, Chuxia rembered what Mrs. Qin had asked her earlier, and took out so stationery to start writing a letter to Qin Yang.
.........
The night after the rain was exceptionally clear and bright, a crescent moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by twinkling stars that seed more nurous than usual.
Li Guangyuan was pushing his bicycle, walking step by step toward his ho, his look vacant, his mind still a ss.
Today he was indeed feeling down, especially after encountering Lin Chuxia. For so reason, those suppressed thoughts kept surfacing inexplicably.
He went to Tian Cuixia’s house only because he wanted a place to shelter from the rain, and as for Tian Cuixia asking him to stay for dumplings...
He often helped her at the market, so having a al of her dumplings didn’t seem excessive.
Yes, what he did wasn’t excessive; it was all normal human relations...
Images of Tian Cuixia unbuttoning her blouse one by one in front of him, her seductive and enchanting deanor, making him blush and fluster.
And her chest...
Won who’ve had children definitely aren’t the sa as those who haven’t.
He must have been bewitched to carelessly embrace that body.
And that body turned out to be more tempting than he imagined, like a vine wrapping around him, clinging to him, trying to drain him dry.
That wild seductive force and that ultimate sensation, sothing he had never experienced with Lin Jiayi.
Li Guangyuan wiped his face with his hand, unable to shake off that image from his mind.
After struggling with that woman for a long ti, he was still not satisfied.
He knew what he was doing was wrong, but could he really be blad for all of it?
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