MTL - The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993-Chapter 1014 ,complex

  Chapter 1014, Intricacies

  Wen Hui left.

  Zhang Xuan was in a daze on the balcony for a while before turning back to the house. First, he quietly went to the bedroom to check on Shuang Ling, and then went down to the first floor.

  At this time, Wen Yu, who loves to play mahjong, has already moved out the mahjong table, and asked Mi Jian: "Mi Jian, can you know mahjong?"

  Mi met with a faint smile and said: "I know a little bit, but I only know Changsha mahjong."

  Wenyu immediately took her to the mahjong table and sat down: "Just know how to play. The rules are similar in different parts of the country. After playing two sets, you will get familiar with it."

   Seeing Zhang Xuan coming down, Wen Yu turned around and pulled Zhang Xuan enthusiastically: "You will too, come on, let's play together and kill time."

  Glancing at the many elders present, Zhang Xuan politely refused, and waved his hand with a smile: "No, no, I'm not very good at mahjong, but I like to watch it. Auntie, you guys play. It's more enjoyable for me to watch from the side."

After pulling it a few times, seeing that Zhang Xuan really didn't seem to know how to fight, Wen Yulin arranged Zhou Rong and Wen Yu to the seats, and then she pulled Lin Yuansheng up who was already sitting: "Why are you so blind, you It’s not a day or two since my wife likes to play mahjong.”

  Everyone is happy.

   Helpless, in the end Lin Yuansheng had no choice but to act as a spectator like Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui.

   Halfway through, Zhang Xuan asked Wen Hui in a low voice: "Aren't you going to practice the piano?"

  Wen Hui said: "Shuang Ling is sleeping, wait a while."

  Zhang Xuan raised his left hand and looked at his watch. It was actually 6:13 in the evening.

   Judging from Shuang Ling's previous experience of being drunk, she probably wouldn't be able to wake up in the first half of the night, so she was a little worried: "Will this affect your performance?"

  Wen Hui shook her head lightly: "No."

   The old man is relieved by simply saying "no". He knew Wenhui's temperament, she was very pragmatic and low-key, so he naturally trusted her very much.

  Wenyu is indeed a **** mahjong enthusiast. After more than ten rounds, there is already a stack of tickets beside him, including 2 yuan, 5 yuan, and 10 yuan, as well as one 50 and two 100 tickets.

   After a rough calculation, it is estimated that there are about 400 yuan.

   It's really a win.

  Wen Yu won money, and Mi Jian was lucky, winning more than 100 yuan.

   After a game, Wen Yu, who had lost the most, said to Wen Hui next to her, "I'm feeling a bit stinky tonight, why don't you play some games for my aunt? Change Feng Shui and change your luck?"

  What is bad luck?

   It stinks so badly that it can't be more stinky, and it hasn't won yet. Obviously I was dropped many times, and I got into the game twice at the beginning, but I didn't win in the end.

  Wen Hui smiled and did not refuse, and sat down.

After a few rounds, seeing Zhang Xuan look at Mi Jian's hand for a while, and Wen Hui's hand for a while, Wen Yu suddenly asked him in a voice that only two people could hear: "How do Huihui and Mi Jian play?" Quite different, whose one do you prefer?"

  Whose do you like more?

   Are you really asking how to play mahjong? Or are you asking people in secret?

  Ask yourself who do you like more?

  Zhang Xuan was stunned by the question, half turned around and met Shang Wenyu's eyes, thought for two seconds and said, "They all played beautifully, I feel ashamed."

  The old ruffian's answer did not surprise Wen Yu, and asked again: "Can Shuang Ling play mahjong? How is the skill?"

  Zhang Xuan replied: "She has fought against both Wen Hui and Mi Jian. Overall, there are winners and losers, and they are evenly matched."

  Wen Yu stared at him sideways for a while, and stopped asking.

  After 9:00 p.m., Mi Jian said that he was a little sleepy and wanted to go back to his room to rest.

  Everyone had no doubt about it, after all, after a long day of running around today, she was really tired at this point, and Lin Yuansheng, who was gearing up to take over, took her place.

   "I'll take you up." Wen Hui got up and returned the seat to Wen Yu.

   "Okay." Mi Jian confiscated the money on the poker table, smiled and said to Lin Yuansheng, "Win or lose a share."

  Lin Yuansheng patted his chest, and said confidently: "Don't worry, I promise to beat them to pieces. You can get up tomorrow morning and wait for the money."

  Wen Hui led the way, Mi Jian walked in the middle, and the old man followed at the end, and they went up to the second floor together.

  This time it was different from sending Shuang Ling upstairs. After Wen Hui took Mi Jian to the next bedroom, she didn't linger and left without making a sound.

  Wait until the door closes, when the footsteps gradually go away, the eyes of Zhang Xuan and Mi Jian are like magnets, and they are inseparable when they meet.

   After a long time, Mi Jian said the first sentence: "Sit down first, I'll take a shower."

  Zhang Xuan hummed, and sat down on the sofa obediently, as well-behaved as a child.

  Mi Jian opened the suitcase, found a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom.

   After a while, there was the sound of rain splashing inside.

  The old man sitting outside looked at the dim light inside through the frosted glass, as if he could see the extremely alluring beautiful carcass wrapped in the light.

   But it was weird at this time, his emotions were not turbulent, and his heart was as still as water.

   In other words, his mind is not on those **** desires, but imagining the child in Mi Jian's belly.

   More than ten minutes later, Mi Jian came out.

  He wears a large gray cotton shirt, black 7-point slacks, his hair is loosely tied behind his head, no makeup is applied on his face, and he exudes a graceful and elegant laziness.

  Seeing his eyes following his body, Mi Jian came over and sat beside him after a little tidying up, and said, "I know you have a lot to ask, so just ask what you want now."

  Hearing this, many questions came to Zhang Xuan's mind, but he picked the most critical and urgent one to ask: "Are you pregnant?"

  Mijian smiled, reached out and grabbed his hand, and said softly, "Dad, I knew your first question would be this."

   Saying "Baby's father", there were still many questions that Zhang Xuan wanted to ask, but Zhang Xuan suddenly didn't want to ask any more. He hugged Mi Jian, and tears filled his eyes.

  Watching his tears in silence, Mi Jian stretched out his thumb to help him wipe it off, jokingly said: "You are not young anymore, why are you still acting like a child? Tears come as soon as you say it."

  Zhang Xuan choked up and said, "I'm happy."

   Slowly savoring the phrase "I'm happy", Mi Jian asked in a calm manner, "Do you like boys? Or girls?"

   Zhang Xuan said, "I like them all."

  Mi Jian said: "I remember you said before, it seems that you prefer a boy."

  Zhang Xuan shook his head: "It used to be before, but now that you are really pregnant, I don't think that is important anymore."

   Then without waiting for her to reply, Zhang Xuan asked with concern: "When did you get pregnant?"

  Mi Jian said: "The doctor said it's almost 2 months."

   "Conceived in August?" Zhang Xuan was a little scared, belatedly afraid, and secretly recalled, after she was pregnant, did he pester her too much?

  Mi Jian said: "It should be late August."

  Zhang Xuan complained: "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as pregnancy? Do you know how much I look forward to? How worried?"

  Mi saw guilt, moved her head and kissed the corner of his mouth, and explained: "At first, when menstruation didn't come, I was just skeptical and not sure. Due to physical reasons, there have been precedents for delayed menstruation.

   Later I went to the hospital, and the doctor confirmed that I was indeed pregnant. At that time, I instinctively called your mobile phone to tell you the good news. But Shuang Ling answered the phone, so I suppressed it, thinking that I might as well wait until the National Day to tell you about it. "

  Zhang Xuan asked: "About which day?"

  Mi Jian recalled: "September 24, 3:17 p.m., I remember this time very accurately."

  Zhang Xuandao: "I'm making things difficult for you. I was writing the fourth part of "Twilight" during those days. I was afraid that my writing status would be disturbed. Many calls were answered by Shuang Ling on my behalf."

  Mi Jian asked: "Have you finished writing?"

  Zhang Xuan shook his head: "Not yet."

  Mi Jian smiled and said: "Don't sell the manuscript of this novel, keep it for the children, this is his blessing."

  Zhang Xuan was full of joy: "Okay."

   Responding to "Okay", the excited old man kissed her red lips without any doubt. Mi Jian knew his emotions and responded calmly.

   After a moment of tenderness, Zhang Xuan couldn't help squatting down, gently stroking her lower abdomen with his right hand, and asked, "Does uncle know?"

  Mijian replied: "No, I haven't figured out how to tell them."

  Zhang Xuan raised his head: "Is there any need to think about it? Just say it."

  Hearing some kind of determination in his words, Mi Jian looked him in the eyes quietly, and said yes at the end.

  But she added: "I'll tell them when I get back to my country."

"OK."

  Zhang Xuan asked: "How did you feel when you found out you were pregnant in the hospital?"

  Mi Jian said: "There is not much reaction."

  Zhang Xuan let out a cry.

  Mi Jian smiled and told him: "From the day you came to the capital in August, I have already made mental preparations."

  Zhang Xuan blinked: "My fault, I made you prepare for so long. Fortunately, I was able to live up to my expectations in the end, and I did not disappoint your wish."

   Mi Jian laughed and said, "From now on, I will give you a task to name the child."

  Zhang Xuan urged: "The surname has been decided, don't you want to fight for the right to name the child?"

  Mi Jian said: "You are a great writer, I am afraid that the children will blame me for not choosing a good name."

  Zhang Xuan said in a supportive tone: "He dares to choose the name of a talented girl from Peking University. He will take the Peking University test first and let me see."

  Mi Jian tilted his head slightly and asked, "Do you really want me to take it? Auntie won't blame you?"

  Zhang Xuan nodded: "My mother likes you very much."

  Hearing this, Mi Jian rested his head lightly on his shoulder, and didn't continue arguing over this issue. He thought that he would discuss the name with his aunt.

  This night, Zhang Xuan did not spend the night in Mi Jian's room.

  Although both of them really want to talk about family affairs in bed together, and even make some witty remarks when the love is strong, but the time and place are not suitable.

  Mi Jian, who was pregnant, was prone to sleepiness and fell asleep before 10 o'clock.

  Zhang Xuan didn't go downstairs in a hurry, but took a shower and washed his clothes before appearing in front of the Wen family again.

  Watching him walking towards her, the complex expression in Wen Hui's eyes disappeared for a moment, and she went up to meet him and asked gently, "What would you like to eat for supper?"

  Zhang Xuan was surprised: "Are you planning to go to the kitchen?"

  Wen Hui glanced at the card table not far away: "Just cook a few dishes."

   "Success, I'll help you."

   Saying that, Zhang Xuan followed her to the kitchen: "Isn't there seafood at home, let's make seafood porridge, and make some side dishes."

  When mentioning seafood porridge, Wenhui suddenly remembered the seafood porridge she had eaten at a food stall when she was studying at CUHK. She fell silent for a moment after the scenes of the past.

   Another round of cards ended. Zhou Rong, who had his back to the gate of the villa, didn't see his daughter and Zhang Xuan, so he asked, "Where did Huihui go at this point? Let her play a few rounds for me."

  Wen Yu knew what her sister-in-law was going to do, and said with a smile: "You can call at ease, Huihui has already gone to the kitchen."

  Hearing her daughter went to the kitchen, Zhou Rong immediately stood up: "I'll go then, she's going to perform on stage the day after tomorrow, hands are very precious."

  Auntie Wenyu is a straight-forward person. Upon seeing this, she said, "What are you going to do? Zhang Xuan is also in the kitchen. They are classmates and friends. They haven't seen each other for a long time. Let them catch up."

   Hearing this, Zhou Rong didn't feel anything, and thought it was normal.

  But the more she thought about it, the more something went wrong. The two sisters-in-law used to love Huihui the most. When they were young, they strongly opposed their daughter learning to cook because of their super talent for piano. Today...?

  No wonder she thought too much, the sister-in-law's abnormality made her vigilant, and she had doubted whether her daughter and Zhang Xuan had feelings beyond friendship before, now...

  Zhou Rong sat back to her original position stiffly, her eyes swept over the two sisters a few times, and her good self-cultivation made her hold back in the end.

  But once this seed is planted in the heart, it will quickly take root and germinate in the event of wind and rain.

  Lin Yuansheng has dealt with people of all levels and backgrounds in society for decades, and he could see the uneasiness in his sister-in-law's heart at a glance, and immediately diverted his attention: "Listen to Huihui, the eldest daughter of the Tao family is coming tomorrow?"

  Wen Yu murmured to her sister, indicating that you had been vaccinated, which seemed to frighten her sister-in-law, "You mean Tao Ge, right? He wants to come, it seems to come from England."

  Lin Yuansheng played a "Nine Barrel" and asked: "I have a few friends in Yangcheng, and Tao Xian was mentioned in a chat. Guess what?"

  Wen Yu is the most sensitive to people in the system, so he turned his head and asked, "Tao Xian is said to be expected to rise?"

  Lin Yuansheng said: "Everyone is optimistic about him, but this is not what we are talking about."

  Wen Yu was curious: "Then what did you talk about?"

  Lin Yuansheng said: "There is a rumor in the small circle in Yangcheng that Tao Xian's eldest daughter is in love with Zhang Xuan."

  Wen Yu looked up: "That's it?"

  Lin Yuansheng raised his eyebrows and asked speechlessly, "Sister, did you already know?"

  Wen Yu curled her lips: "Your news is out of date. It's a matter of Chen Zhima's rotten millet. We all knew about Huihui's sudden illness at sea last time."

  Lin Yuansheng touched the mahjong in his hand: "Was that when Huihui got sick? I was in Japan at that time."

   Then Lin Yuansheng said: "Now that you all know, it seems that Tao Ge's love for Zhang Xuan is true, but there is one thing I don't understand."

  Wen Yu asked: "Why doesn't the Tao family care about it, right?"

  Lin Yuansheng nodded and said yes, yes, yes: "Tao Ge's identity is more than enough for Zhang Xuan, it stands to reason that the two should have been together long ago"

Wen Yu glanced at the sister-in-law who was listening with pricked ears from the corner of her eye, and interrupted: "Tao Ge belongs to the intention of the **** king and the ruthlessness of the goddess. Besides, literati have been romantic since ancient times. If you use fixed thinking to measure people like them His actions are tantamount to killing his talent.

  I think Tao Ge is a woman with a big picture. If she falls in love with Zhang Xuan, she should also love his talent. "

  Wenyu and Lin Yuansheng were speechless. Isn't this an excuse for Zhang Xuan?

  What is the purpose of exonerating Zhang Xuan? The two knew each other well.

   Zhou Rong became even more depressed, and accidentally punched out the "general" in his hand.

  (end of this chapter)