C70 (2/2)

On the other side, while Qin Hanze was still struggling with insomnia, Wen Zhizhi got on the bus to City D. Five hours later, they had finally set foot on the land of D City.

Zhang Wen Si had long exchanged their contact information.

Zhang Wensi's mother had come to the bus stop in D City in advance to wait for her.

According to Zhang Wensi, when her parents were in their prime, their family's pillar collapsed. Her father died in a car accident, and Zhang Wensi was brought to university by her mother alone.

Now that she was old, her daughter could still be considered to be earning money and she also had quite a bit of savings, so she rented a house in the city and went back to her hometown in D City to live in her old age.

”You don't have to split up with my mom. She's been in my mouth ever since high school, hearing your name. She has wanted to see you for a long time. In the past, high school and university didn't have a chance, but now that she has a chance, you might resent her sticking close to you. ”

Listening to Zhang Wen Si's introduction, Wen Zhi could imagine that Mama Zhang was a cute person.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Zhang, with her little curly hair, and Wen Zhizhi complained that Zhang Wensi only knew about lawsuits, and that she didn't bring a handsome young man home, she knew that she really liked him from the bottom of her heart.

Wenzhi's eyes were a little hot as she walked along the cement country road, supported by her mother.

There were endless green fields, the air was filled with the scent of fresh rice and smoke. Smoke rose from the chimneys of the houses in the nearby village, and among the fields, an old man carried a farm equipment home …

The scenes were so familiar, yet also so unfamiliar.

She was starting to miss home.

From college onwards, her father had told her to go home and study less in order to earn tuition and save money on the road. It had been a long time since she had eaten her mother's cooking, her father's food. Occasionally, she would call back. In order to save money on the phone, her parents only chatted with her for a while, saying, ”Okay, okay, okay at home,” ”Take care of your body,” and ”Fight hard and don't come back to farm.”

There was nothing else to say. The money will be sent back. When she thought of this, Wen Zhizhi could not help but tear up.

”Ouch, what are you crying for, Zhizhi? ”Auntie, although it's a bit remote here, the conditions aren't bad. Our neighboring house still has a crotch (wifi). Be good, Zhizhi doesn't cry.” Mother Zhang knew that Wenzhi wasn't suffering from heartache, but she purposely teased Wenzhi that way.

Zhizhi, there's nothing that you can't get over. You better stay with Auntie and keep it. It's all right, let's take a walk and pick up a melon in the field. ”If you have a sweet taste in your mouth, your days will also slowly turn sweet.” ”Zhang's mother didn't read many books, but to be able to raise a good daughter's mother, she must have had a lot of experience in life.

”Hm!” ”Mama Zhang, can I call you that from now on?”

”Hey, that's what I want! I've long wanted to have such a good daughter like you! ” Mother Zhang's eyes were about to fall off laughing. It was clear how happy she was.

”Zizhi, our house is up ahead. In the yard, the year before last, I had a grape arbor. ”In two days, I will invite the village's carpenter to help me set up a hanging chair. I will also take this opportunity to treat the neighbors to a meal, which will be considered as our marriage ceremony!” Mother Zhang had already thought of what dishes she would prepare for the betrothal banquet in a few days' time.

”Alright, Mrs Zhang. I'll call Wise tomorrow and ask her to come back and join in the fun.”

”Ignore her!” Lawyers are always in the city to fight lawsuits, we small farmers here all kinds of land, own vegetables to do, happy. ” Zhang's mother's lonely resentment has made her quickly abandon her distant daughter, pulling Wenzhi to form a peasant front.