Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 110: Leave Some Leeway for Future Encounters!_1

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Leave Some Leeway for Future Encounters!_1

Song Yunuan gladly consented, she told Xiaocao to look at the textbooks when idle, and ask others about words she didn’t recognize, by the way, Xiaocao actually knew some pinyin and characters, it was just that she hadn’t systematically studied them.

Zheng Dong drove his jeep towards the direction of the city center.

Since Zheng Dong was driving, Song Yunuan didn’t feel it was appropriate to inquire about how Grandpa Zheng’s illness was.

Also, who was Zheng Dong going to see?

After all, this was the urban area, where the streets were particularly busy with people coming and going.

Then the jeep headed straight for Pine Tree Alley.

Song Yunuan looked at the back of Zheng Dong’s head with a hint of peculiarity.

She and her brother were sitting in the back.

Little Asheng quietly tugged at Song Yunuan’s hand, and she patted him on the head.

Zheng Dong parked the car not far from Old Mr. Ji’s home.

The reason this area was called Pine Tree Alley was that there were quite a few pine trees here, with their straight trunks and green needles, the scent of pine wafted over with the breeze.

It was a very pleasant smell.

When Zheng Dong cautiously knocked on the door to Old Mr. Ji’s home, before he could respectfully greet, Yingying, who was playing in the yard, saw Asheng, called out to Song Yunuan as "sister," then took Asheng by the hand and ran off, saying, "Mom made mung bean cake, it’s so delicious, and we were even thinking of bringing some to you."

There, Uncle Xiao Dizi’s eyes lit up, "Little Nuan is here too."

Zheng Dong: ...

He cast a resentful glance at Song Yunuan, "You... you..."

Song Yunuan stood her ground, "What about me, how would I know where you were going, you didn’t tell me anything from the start."

That was true.

Although Zheng Dong didn’t know why Little Nuan was so familiar with Old Mr. Ji, he knew it had nothing to do with the Qin family.

Could it be related to the Song family?

Old Man Ji was all smiles, as he didn’t pay attention to Zheng Dong but first asked about Song Yunuan’s review progress.

Afterward, he had her write, and noticing her beautiful handwriting with a fountain pen, he then spoke to Zheng Dong, "I had a brief acquaintance with your grandfather, let him come, I could still stay in Nanshan County Town for over a month."

Zheng Dong immediately expressed his gratitude.

He had insider information that Old Mr. Ji was in Nanshan County Town, and his grandfather’s chronic leg pain was getting worse. After much difficulty he learned that Old Mr. Ji was in Nanshan, so his family immediately called him.

He had asked around and knew that the director of the hospital was Old Mr. Ji’s disciple, but that person was away on a business trip and would not return for half a month, yet his grandfather’s leg couldn’t wait.

Old Mr. Ji had a unique and unpredictable temperament, making him a difficult person to guess and approach.

Little Asheng was especially adorable and could even speak; he might just get along with Old Mr. Ji’s granddaughter, and Zheng Dong couldn’t bring anyone else, so Little Nuan and Asheng’s arrival was just perfect to keep him company.

Who would have thought, not only did they know each other but were also incredibly familiar.

To the unaware, they might be mistaken for Old Mr. Ji’s grandchildren.

When Ji Xinyi came out and Little Nuan called her aunt, Zheng Dong confirmed that indeed their relationship was out of the ordinary.

A cold sweat broke out on his back.

Indeed, it’s crucial to leave some room when dealing with people, for a better chance of future encounters!

Everything went very smoothly, more so than Zheng Dong could have imagined.

Zheng Dong said he’d make a phone call as soon as he returned, and there Asheng came out, his little belly bulging from being well-fed.

He was then thumped on the head by Song Yunuan.

Old Mr. Ji glared at her, "Asheng is very healthy, only interfere if it’s overeating or drinking."

Asheng didn’t dare to make a sound.

Song Yunuan said, "I’m just worried that he’ll be lured away by a piece of candy."

Ji Yingying immediately replied, "That won’t happen, Asheng and I have agreed to correspond with each other after my grandfather and I leave."

Song Yunuan was just saying it for the sake of saying it.

Leaving the Ji family, she also took away quite a few things.

Song Yunuan had come on a bicycle, which she had left at the electronics factory.

Zheng Dong was overjoyed after making the call, asking her if she had any other business. If not, he offered to take her and Asheng back.

Song Yunuan looked at the pile of items, with nowhere else suitable to go, so Zheng Dong placed the bicycle in the car’s trunk at an angle, which seemed to be no problem.

He drove the siblings back to Erdao River Village.

As they were about to reach the brigade headquarters, they ran into Chu Zizhou leaving the village.

Upon their encounter, Chu Zizhou’s gaze flickered.

Wasn’t that Zheng Dong?

They all knew each other, so the car stopped, and Song Yunuan got out. She asked Zheng Dong to take her bicycle down, and she waved a goodbye to Zheng Dong, "I’ll leave first. When Grandpa Zheng arrives, I’ll go and visit him."

Grandpa Zheng was always kind to her, often giving her tasty treats when she was little.

Back then, life in the compound wasn’t easy either.

Even food was scarce, let alone snacks.

But Grandpa Zheng would always manage, like a magician, to procure a piece of candy or a biscuit for Song Yunuan.

Knowing that she was from a rural background didn’t affect the Zheng family; they treated her the same as usual.

When Grandpa Zheng arrived, she would definitely go to see him.

Zheng Dong, beaming with happiness, knew that Little Nuan and Old Mr. Ji’s home were on good terms, which made him even more welcoming, "Great, when my grandpa comes, I’ll give you a call."

Then he quickly walked toward Chu Zizhou, who was standing next to the jeep. Although Chu Zizhou was the head of Erdao River, he was from Beidu, Jiu City, so naturally, Zheng Dong did not dare to neglect him.

While they were talking, Song Yunuan and Asheng had already walked a good distance away.

Chu Zizhou said cheerfully that he was going to the commune, and Zheng Dong, being astute, didn’t hide anything and spoke frankly, "Today is like a drama script; I originally planned to visit Old Mr. Ji’s home. Since Little Nuan and Asheng went to see Xiaocao, I thought, Old Mr. Ji’s home has a small grandson around Asheng’s age, perfect for Asheng to play with. My grandpa’s chronic leg pain flared up severely this time to the point he can’t walk, so I thought, whether it works out or not, it wouldn’t be awkward. But I never expected that Little Nuan and the Ji family were already acquainted. I was quite shocked at that moment."

Chu Zizhou also laughed, "You must not have told Little Nuan who’s family it was."

Zheng Dong chuckled too, "Exactly."

After a few words, the two men each got into their cars and left Erdao River Village, one after the other.

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After the rice transplanting was finished, Old Man Song began picking shepherd’s purse again. The guesthouse only wanted shepherd’s purse, but they could also send some tender dandelions for guests who liked that kind of thing.

Old Man Song was getting the horse cart ready to deliver goods when, early in the morning, two people arrived.

He knew one of them, called Mazi, who had bought and then sold back the incense burner to him.

The other was unfamiliar, someone who had come along once before and had only been seen that one time.

Old Man Song stood at the entrance of the courtyard. Asheng had gotten up early that day, wanting to accompany his grandfather to deliver wild vegetables. Seeing Mazi, he paused for a moment and quickly went to herd the geese.

With a chorus of honks, around a dozen goslings scattered out and began running all over the yard. Asheng, with a willow branch in hand, started herding them together.

Then, Old Mrs. Song and Song Liang came out as well.

Song Liang approached them.

He was tall and robust, and after a glance at Mazi, he asked, "Aren’t you the one who came last time to buy back the incense burner? What brings you so early in the morning?"

Old Man Song laughed in embarrassment, "If it were any other time, I’d invite you into the house, but I’m about to leave to deliver wild vegetables to Director Niu, saying he has important guests to entertain."

That was his way of implying they were not welcome to enter the courtyard.

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