An older old man saw Wu Fen's immature face, so he came up to greet him: "Sister, you moved in yesterday." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Wu Fen exhaled: "Yes, grandpa, what number do you live in?" ”

"Number 6, I'm one of the first to move in." The old man smiled kindly, "Your house is of the best quality, I didn't expect it at first, otherwise I would have rushed to ask for it." ”

"Really?" Wu Fen also felt that he had picked up a bargain, "But yours is not bad, the location is close to the lake and the park, but it is a little inconvenient to enter and exit." ”

"That's what I thought at the beginning, this place is in a good location, and it will definitely develop in the future." The old man carried a glass of water and paced leisurely.

Wu Fen nodded in agreement, and when she approached the door, she said goodbye to the old man and went home.

went to the kitchen to make breakfast, Wu Fen called Yuan Zhen to ask Yuan Zhen about the key points of the final exam, and then sat in the study with a pillow to read and review the knowledge points of the usual classes.

It's the weekend in a blink of an eye, and when Wu Fen received a call from Yang Mao, she was very surprised: "You reversed the car three times and came to see me?" ”

Uh, this is too much of a toss, Wu Fen felt a little heavy after hearing the other party's affirmative words.

"You'd better come here." Although he knew that this was inappropriate, Wu Fen still had the heart to refuse his kindness.

When Yang Mao entered the house according to the address, he saw Wu Fen with a lower abdomen, his expression was sluggish, and his face was full of grief: "Just one night, you are pregnant?" ”

distressedly walked over and helped Wu Fen sit back on the sofa, and Yang Mao put fruits and snacks on the table. Only then did he endure the angina and sit down.

"Tell me, what are you going to do, kid?" Yang Mao's face was full of exhaustion, and the night of reversing made his body very weak.

Wu Fen smiled softly: "I was born." ”

"You're so headstrong! Have you ever wondered how you will live your life in the future? Yang Mao's gentle eyes flashed with pain, and he buried his head in his lap.

"I was reluctant to give them up. Brother Mao, will you accompany me? This idea is a bit selfish, but Wu Fen only wants Yang Mao to sign the family column when she gives birth.

Raising his bearded face, Yang Mao couldn't help nodding, got up and walked around the house, and then went to the upstairs guest room to rest.

Wu Fen smiled at the corner of her mouth, lying on the coffee table to conceive the pattern of the new embroidery. Wait until she sketches the pattern on the papyrus. Upstairs, Yang Mao had already come downstairs, "I'm going to cook." ”

"I want to eat fish balls." Wu Fen set up an embroidery frame next to the sofa, covered the silk cloth, and began to draw the bottom of the picture.

This time, Wu Fen is going to embroider the bridge scene she saw in the photo exhibition last time. Due to the large size of the map. It is estimated that it will take three months to embroider this picture.

Wu Fen embroidered fascinated. It wasn't until Yang Mao stood beside him for a while that he rubbed his eyes: "I'm hungry, can I eat?" ”

"When did you learn to embroider this?" Yang Mao thought of this villa and the car parked at the door. I was a little afraid that Wu Fen received these materials by accepting other people's wishes.

Although the Wu Fen in front of him made Yang Mao very unfamiliar, he still told himself not to think about it, but how to explain these material changes?

In the past, Wu Fen was not so shrewd, and he didn't care about money. But now she has not only changed the life of the Wu family, but also has a house and a car in the provincial capital.

It's only been less than a year, and she has changed too quickly, which makes Yang Mao a little uncomfortable. Although the person in front of her was more beautiful and full of aura than before, the purity and flawlessness of the past could no longer be found in her delicate face.

Wu Fen did not doubt it: "I learned it from my master." After speaking, he stood up and walked to the restaurant, and when he saw the richness on the table again, he smiled: "Jiajia is really happy, I didn't expect your cooking skills to become more and more sophisticated." ”

When Yang Mao heard Peng Jiajia's name, he smiled a little unnaturally, sandwiched the dishes for Wu Fen, and sat opposite to eat.

Yang Mao's eating movements were very gentle, and he stared at Wu Fen's bowl from time to time, and if the dishes were almost gone, he would immediately serve her dishes.

Wu Fen has a good appetite, although she is pregnant, she has no reaction, she eats four bowls of rice in a row, and when she wants to eat again, she is stopped by Yang Mao: "Keep your stomach and eat fruit." ”

Wu Fen pursed her red lips, had to give up, glanced at Yang Mao, who had a resolute attitude, and sat back on the sofa to continue to embroider.

After Yang Mao cleaned up the kitchen, he sat quietly next to Wu Fen and chatted with her about things in the army.

While listening, Wu Fen quickly transported the internal force to his wrist, flying needles and threads on the silk cloth, and occasionally heard a thrilling place, he would stop the movements in his hand and listen intently.

"You went to the National Defense University in the second half of the year, isn't that very close to BGI?"

Yang Mao smiled gently: "Yes, I have already filled in the volunteers and majors, and it will be convenient to take care of you and the children at that time." ”

Wu Fen smiled: "That's convenient for me." But you are so far away from Jiajia, do you have any ideas? ”

Peng Jiajia took a leave of absence to go to the army for Yang Mao, but before he got warm, he returned to the university campus.

"She's going to come back." Yang Mao frowned, "She went abroad last year, and after she came back, she didn't stick to me too much, she just looked at me from a distance when she didn't train." ”

"This went on for more than half a year, and I can't figure out what happened to her." Yang Mao felt that the current Jiajia was a little weird, but he couldn't say what it was.

Wu Fen's eyebrows moved, and a bad feeling hit her heart, "She may have had something unpleasant with Han Xiao, you still have to care about her more." ”

Yang Mao nodded, although this marriage contract was something he didn't want, but now he didn't have the strength to rebel against his family.

After talking for a while, Wu Fen went upstairs to rest in the morning.

Yang Mao was holding a thick gun book and reading, and occasionally when his eyes drifted over the embroidery frame placed not far away, there was always a layer of loneliness in the depths of his soul that was getting thicker and thicker.

Putting down the book, Yang Mao followed upstairs, pushed the door into Wu Fen's bedroom, saw her sleeping posture, and reluctantly sat down on the single sofa against the wall.

What should he do with her? I thought that the accident was a thing of the past, but the child in her womb became the most obvious evidence.

The unknown man's child was cared for by her overflowing maternal love like this, and she didn't even think about it for the sake of the child.

In her future, there must be his participation. If she can't give her happiness clearly, Yang Mao hopes to stay by her side and feel her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

The woman he had loved for more than a decade was as headstrong as ever, and her every decision put too much load on herself, but never fulfilled his hopes of living easily and happily.

Yang Mao looked at Wu Fen on the bed distractedly, and sighed again.

The sunlight outside playfully ran in, shining on Yang Mao's thin back, shining as bright as a layer of starlight, which made Wu Fen, who had just opened his eyes, almost stunned. (To be continued.) )