The rural daughter-in-law of the bank president

Chapter 155 Scarf

After dinner, I went home.

Wei Wuya ran into the bathroom and brushed his teeth seriously, while Lele packed his luggage.

After packing my luggage, I went to take a shower first.

Before he could enter the bathroom, he was blocked by Wei Wuya.

Open your mouth and say "Hello" to Lele!

"Is this okay? Can you let me kiss you?"

"Haha." Lele pinched Wei Wuya's face gently.

A faint minty scent, followed by Wei Wuya's unique warm breath.

No smell of alcohol!

"It smells so good, I want to kiss you right now!"

She put her arms around the man's neck and raised her sparkling eyes, "Where are you going tonight?"

"Sofa bar...

first!"

"what?"

"Second time, bedroom,

Then, the bathroom..."

"..."

……

On Monday, Lele returned to the county town. There happened to be a house for sale in Zhaodi Community. It was on the second floor, in a very good location, over 130 square meters.

When we got home and saw the house, my father was very satisfied.

Apart from the kitchen being old and in need of some renovation, everything else was fine.

This community is originally an old one, so it is a rare opportunity to come across someone selling a property.

After seeing it, I immediately asked someone to contact the landlord and placed a deposit immediately.

Probably because the deposit was paid too quickly, the seller called again to bargain.

Scolded by Lele’s dad!

Fortunately, there were no major problems. No one had lived in the house originally, so the decoration and furniture were not new, but they were all usable.

The money was paid in two installments. Lele paid the first installment of 10 yuan, and the seller gave him the key to the house.

The transfer is said to be completed by the end of next year.

We first found a notary, and after the notarization was done, Zhaodi paid the remaining 10 yuan.

Zhaodi didn't have that much savings, so she borrowed some money. The interest rate was very low, so there was no pressure, and both of them had salaries.

Lele's father found a few people in the village and planned to renovate the kitchen before the New Year so that they could move in after the New Year.

Lele took another 2 yuan to buy materials and hire workers.

Wei Wuya is busy at the end of the year, and his sister and brother-in-law are also busy.

Lele helps take care of the house in the county town.

On Wednesday, the weather was nice and my mother said she wanted to go back to the countryside to pack some things.

Lele accompanied her mother back.

Nothing big to move.

Many of the furniture in the rural house are older than Lele.

Apart from clothes, you don’t need to bring any pots, pans, or utensils.

There are several wardrobes and my mother is sorting things out.

Very old clothes are still neatly stacked in the old wardrobe.

Clothes cannot be thrown away, and no one recycles them. They are only burned when the owner is gone.

Lele felt a headache when looking at so many clothes that were older than her age.

"Otherwise, just leave it here!"

Mom silently said "hmm" and took out a few pieces of clothes that looked new, and Lele put them back into the pile of clothes.

"I haven't even seen you wear new ones!"

As he was speaking, he caught a glimpse of a small white flower on a corner of fabric at the bottom of the cabinet.

A familiar feeling suddenly emerged in Lele's mind, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

She tugged and pulled out a red scarf from the bottom of the wardrobe.

Looking at the new scarf, there is a small osmanthus flower embroidered on the edge of one end of the scarf.

"This is new, why is it pressed at the bottom of the cabinet?"

The wool was soft, so Lele picked it up and wrapped it around his neck.

Lele's mother took a look and shook herself, "Put it back!"

"This is so new! You didn't take something so new, look at all those old clothes you picked out."

Lele said as he picked up a pair of corduroy pants of a strange color that his mother had picked out.

"Put it back when I tell you to."

Mom frowned and didn't put the clothes in her hands away.

Lele pouted and put the scarf back into the closet.

Mom folded the pile of clothes and pushed the scarf back to the bottom of the closet.

Lele raised an eyebrow, "Love debt?"

Mom chuckled.

"Hey, kid, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Auntie told us!"

"Don't listen to your aunt's nonsense."

Lele's mother stopped smiling and looked at Lele, a little dazed.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Let's go back. It's too cold!"

The room was cold without a stove.

I picked up a few bags of clothes and went out.

No one lives there, but there are still a bunch of people basking in the sun in front of the door.

Lele's old house has a good orientation and the ground in front of the door is neatly paved. Villagers like to come here to bask in the sun.

My aunt has a wrinkled face, as dark as if she came out of a kiln.

"Go to the city to enjoy life!" His face was full of envy.

Mom couldn't stop smiling.

"Well, the girls are filial. The house will be ready soon and we will move in after the New Year."

"Yes, he's both promising and filial. Lele is still in school, and they bought him a house! Did the son-in-law pay for it?"

"The two girls will share half of the property. Lele also paid for the renovation." Lele's mother looked at Lele with a smile.

"Yeah, that's right!" Aunt sighed.

My aunt's two sons are at home. The eldest son couldn't make it out of school after graduating from junior college, so he returned home to farm.

The second son learned to be a chef and worked in a restaurant. He had a high salary and the restaurant provided food and accommodation.

My daughter-in-law lives in the village, has a child, and has some land to farm.

In addition to her own land, my aunt also has to help her two sons' families.

My mother said that she had a quarrel with her daughter-in-law in the fall because of a few bags of wheat bran.

Lele smiled but said nothing.

Back in the city, at her sister's house, Jinxi was doing homework.

The first-grade children talk a lot and chat with Lele while doing their homework.

As we chatted, we started mentioning the names of our elders.

"My grandpa's name is Chang Jinbao, my grandma's name is Zhang Guixiang, my dad's name is Su Qingyuan, and my mom's name is..."

"Guixiang!" Lele suddenly thought of the small white osmanthus flower and seemed to have figured something out.

"Oh, osmanthus, osmanthus fragrance, so this scarf represents mom for sure! What's the problem? Why not take it out?"

Lele doesn't understand.

The day before New Year's Eve, Wei Wuya came back from Longquan, and Lele took a car back to Jiangquan by himself.

Wait for Wei Wuya to come back and go to worship the ancestors on the same day.

Lin Xianglan and Wei Qifeng are going to live in Qingshui Bay in the south.

Wei Qifeng was not feeling well and took a month off.

I picked up my grandparents and went to the ancestral hall.

As soon as he stepped into the ancestral hall, Lele suddenly remembered the storage room that Lin Xianglan had sneaked into on the first day of the previous year, and the pile of fabrics of unclear color behind the tablet.

Now that I think about it, it clearly looks like a scarf.

Although I couldn't see the color of the hand-embroidered flower on the corner, now I think about it, it's exactly the same as the osmanthus flower on my mother's one.

Lele's face suddenly became serious.

There are fewer people this year, so Lin Xianglan obviously has little chance to leave alone.

However, because there were so few people, she could have driven in the same car with Wei Qifeng, but she still drove here alone.

At the end, Wei Wuya wanted to send his grandparents back to the nursing home.

Lele hesitated for a while and asked Lin Xianglan:

"Mom, can I take your car?"

"what?"

Lin Xianglan frowned, "You and Wuya go! I have something else to do!"

"I have something to talk to you about." Lele said in a low voice.

Wei Wuya pulled Lele, "Come with me! I have a lot to tell you!"

Lele had no choice but to get into Wei Wuya's car.

One was obviously unwilling to give a ride, and the other was obviously unwilling to let go.