Chapter 193

"it's over?"

Zhu Wenshu asked.

"Um."

The other end of the phone was still very noisy, Ling Chen said, "Go back after chatting with a few seniors."

"Where are you going?"

"hotel."

Hearing these two words, Zhu Wenshu suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Not to mention that she has never stayed in a hotel by herself, even if she is accompanied by someone, she feels a little uncomfortable when she thinks that Ling Chen will still have to be alone on this reunion night.

"Ling Chen."

"Um."

"My dad cooks delicious food."

Zhu Wenshu turned over and said slowly, "My mother's fried meat is also delicious."

Ling Chen didn't understand what she meant, but he still listened quietly.

"My grandpa likes to sing after drinking, although it's not very nice."

"I also have a little nephew, you met today, very cute."

"My relatives are very good, as are my uncle and aunt, who treat me like my own daughter."

"Um."

Ling Chen said, "I can feel it."

"so--"

Zhu Wenshu felt that his idea was a little sudden, so his voice was as small as a mosquito, "On this day next year, come to my house to celebrate the New Year."

Chapter 65

Zhu Wenshu really suspected that her mothers had a secret intelligence organization network.

After only one night, the seven aunts and eight aunts all knew that she had met a celebrity boyfriend. Some even came to Zhu Wenshu for an autograph without even knowing whether Ling Chen was a singer or an actor.

And this grand event reached its peak on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. When Zhu Wenshu and her parents went to the aunt's birthday party, someone insisted on her calling her boyfriend on the spot, which made her almost pretend to be dizzy.

Fortunately, the curiosity of the relatives was normally distributed. After Zhu Wenshu expressed his strong rejection, his enthusiasm gradually subsided.

But Zhu Wenshu felt that she couldn't stay in Huiyang any longer, and the original return trip on the tenth day of the lunar new year was brought forward to the seventh day of the new year.

The day before departure, Zhu Wenshu finished dinner at home and was about to watch TV for a while, when her mother suddenly put down what she was doing and came to her side.

"Why."

Here it comes again.

Zhu Wenshu stared at the screen without squinting, pretending not to hear.

"Tell me again, Zhou Sisi told me that Xiaocan classmate is you, what's the matter? Didn't you say that you are not familiar with each other in high school?"

Mom tugged at her sleeves, "Why have you gotten together again after so many years? Does he know many celebrities? Which celebrities have you met with him? What's on his WeChat? Do you have Moments?"

"..."

Zhu Wenshu got up and said, "I'm going to pack my things."

"Isn't it still early? What are you in a hurry for?"

Mom chased into the room, leaned against the door with her arms folded and murmured, "You still have two sweaters that I don't think you wear much, you can take them back to Jiangcheng."

"No more."

Zhu Wenshu opened the suitcase, "It should be hot next month."

Zhu Wenshu did not bring anything home this time, and he collected a lot of money within a few minutes.

Seeing that her hands were empty, she didn't know what to do, and she didn't want to stop. She fumbled here and there, just thinking it was funny.

"If you have nothing to do, just clean up your bookcase."

Mother lifted her chin and said, "Your father said that you rarely come back now, and wanted to occupy you."

"Oh, he uses it."

Zhu Wenshu turned his head and walked to the desk to scan around. There was actually nothing useful in it. They were all her middle and high school textbooks, workbooks and some extracurricular reading materials.

I was reluctant to throw it away before, but now it seems that it really takes up a lot of space.

"Let me find you a cardboard box, and let your dad move out to sell scraps later."

Mom took two steps and turned back, "Your dad is getting old too, so you can't let him do these rough jobs all the time."

Zhu Wenshu thought to herself that her father punched vigorously in the morning, so he didn't look like a person who couldn't move waste.

But before she could say it, her mother said, "When will your boyfriend come?"

Zhu Wenshu: "..."

Fortunately, she didn't tell her mother that Ling Chen would pick her up tomorrow, otherwise neither of them would be able to leave.

When mother came in with a cardboard box, Zhu Wenshu had already sorted out the old books.

She saw that the drawers were full of pens and gadgets that were too old to be used, so she planned to throw them away together.

"What's this?"

Mom flipped through the things Zhu Wenshu threw out, picked it up by a chain, and a round thing hung underneath, "Oh, a pocket watch."

She opened it and took a look, "Isn't this still going? Are you going to throw it away?"

Zhu Wenshu's eyes followed the pocket watch and shook it a few times, then pinched it.

This is a pocket watch in the shape of ancient Rome. It weighs nothing in the hand, and the spray paint on the outer layer has been worn dull by time.

Zhu Wenshu was in a daze for a moment, then suddenly took the pocket watch away, "Don't throw it away."

In the three years of high school, Zhu Wenshu received seven or eight anonymous gifts. Most of the boys in their teens couldn't hide their problems, Zhu Wenshu asked a few more questions, and found the source, and all returned.

She only had this pocket watch, which she received on the day she graduated from high school, and she didn't find out who gave it to her after several rounds. In addition, she felt that the material should not be expensive, so she kept it.

In the following years, she occasionally found this piece in the drawer

The pocket watch will also be looked at in the palm of your hand.

Although I don't understand why the man gave her this thing, I think a small retro pocket watch is quite interesting in this electronic age.