Chapter 364: My Wife
In the early morning, before the sun had shown its smiling face from the horizon and the thin mist had not yet dispersed, the village in the valley was already bustling. The crowing of chickens, the grunting of pigs, the barking of dogs, and the voices of people who got up early to carry water and work, along with the clanging of pots and pans, intertwined into a simple and warm rural life symphony.
On the road outside Wudaokou Village, a large and burly pickup truck slowly drove by.
“The closer to home, the more timid one becomes,” described the current mood of Yang Yi, who was in the driver’s seat. Despite his slight smile and calm demeanor, he felt uneasy inside, worrying that he might give something away!
Sitting next to him was Mo Fei, who was even more nervous!
Last night, Mo Fei couldn’t sleep well in the car. When she woke up early and knew they were almost home, she asked Yang Yi to stop by the road for a while, so she could wash her face with mineral water. Then, she fixed up her hair and adjusted her clothes in front of the rearview mirror for a while. If it weren’t for Yang Huan saying that the old man at home didn’t like women wearing makeup, Mo Fei would probably have to dress up again.
Despite being well-prepared, just before arriving, she still had a serious expression, tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her spirit as tense as a string about to break.
Yang Yi was afraid that she would be too nervous, so he arranged for Mo Fei to sit in the front pa.s.senger seat, keeping her company. Yang Huan moved to the back seat to take care of Xixi, who was still sleeping soundly on the back seat and hadn’t woken up yet!
“Yes, that’s right, it’s just ahead. We’re almost there. Turn at the intersection ahead, then drive down. Big brother, you should remember where our house is.” Yang Huan reminded.
“Yang Yi, why don’t we wait a little longer, until Xixi wakes up, then go. It’s impolite to disturb her while she’s still sleeping,” Mo Fei suddenly leaned over and said to Yang Yi with a furrowed brow.
This was just an excuse, both Yang Yi and she knew it.
Yang Yi reached out his hand, placed his hand over hers, and gently patted it. Then, as he drove, he smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous. Look at you. Here, give me your hand, relax a little. Don’t be afraid, my parents won’t eat people, just face them as usual. They will like you, believe me.”
“Really?” Mo Fei placed her hand in Yang Yi’s big palm and asked in a soft voice. It was a bit like a grievance, and a bit like a plea, wanting to get Yang Yi’s repeated affirmation. In a way, she was being coquettish.
“Really! For sure!” Yang Yi squeezed Mo Fei’s hand and said affirmatively.
Actually, he wasn’t entirely certain, but at this moment, Yang Yi had to show confidence to make Mo Fei less afraid.
Yang Huan stared at Yang Yi and Mo Fei’s hands together, and couldn’t help but secretly shake her head, a bit overwhelmed by their love.
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On this side, in the courtyard of the Yang family, Yang Qing was swinging a long-backed knife, chopping firewood with a bang.
Behind him, Yang Chonggui was in a horse stance, slowly and leisurely throwing punches one by one. Although the movements were slow, each punch was full of form and spirit, like a dragon or a leopard, exuding a tiger’s might.
“Chopping wood, eyes must be accurate, hands must be steady, force must be fierce! One cut should be able to reach the bottom, another cut should be able to split it in two. It’s not about hacking in and then smashing…” Yang Chonggui didn’t even look at Yang Qing, but his voice resonated clearly in the courtyard.
Yang Qing couldn’t help but turn his head and helplessly explained, “Dad, I know everything you said, but today the wood is different, the texture is much harder.”
“How about I chop one for you to see? I, Yang Chonggui, have been chopping firewood all my life, and I’ve never seen one that can’t be chopped!” Yang Chonggui glared at him.
Yang Qing, looking at Yang Chonggui’s glaring eyes, immediately got scared, turned his head with a bitter smile, and continued to chop firewood.
“Diligence leads to excellence, and play leads to ruin. Your talent for martial arts is not bad, it’s just that you lack tenacity. You’ve got some strength, but you put it all into the fields.” Yang Chonggui snorted.
“You’re not the one doing the hard work, so it’s easy for you to criticize. If Qingzi doesn’t farm, what are we supposed to eat, the northwest wind?” Dong Yue’e walked out of the kitchen door, unwilling to see him say so about her son.
Yang Chonggui didn’t say a word. He pretended not to hear, and practiced his martial arts move by move. Although the movements were slow, each punch was heavy and powerful, indicating a certain level of skill.
“Qingzi, help me catch the chicken from yesterday. I think, Huanhuan and Tiezi, as well as Tiezi’s wife, should be here soon. Let’s let the chicken fast for the morning to clear its stomach, and we’ll slaughter it at noon.” Dong Yue’e said.
“Alright!” Yang Qing quickly put the chopping knife aside, clapped his hands, and walked towards the ox cart where the chickens were lying.
“Honk honk!” Suddenly, a loud and clear sound of car horn sounded at the entrance of the courtyard.
The gate of the Yang family’s courtyard was not the kind of enclosed large iron gate in grey-green, but an expansive lattice-style wrought iron gate. So, when the three of them turned their heads to look, they saw a large car they had never seen before parked at the gate.
What’s the situation?
Before they could think of the key point, Yang Yi had already gotten out of the driver’s seat, and Yang Huan in the back seat had also jumped down.
Yang Yi was still thinking about how to greet them, but Yang Huan, being more outgoing, had already happily grabbed the iron gate, shouting, “Dad, Mom, I’m back! Second Brother, hurry and come open the gate, let big brother drive the car in.”
“Dad… Mom…” In the end, Yang Yi also called out twice. In his memory, the previous Yang Yi also called them this way. Due to his personality, Yang Yi decided to try not to change too much.
Dong Yue’e reacted the fastest. She walked over with a smile on her face, eager to open the gate.
At this moment, Mo Fei, who was in the pa.s.senger seat, hesitated for a moment, then unbuckled her seatbelt, pushed open the car door, and got out. However, as soon as she got out of the car, the gazes of the three people in the courtyard immediately gathered on her.
Mo Fei’s movements immediately froze, and she became so nervous that it felt almost suffocating.
She wasn’t even this nervous when she first appeared on stage when she was a child!
But fortunately, Mo Fei’s mind didn’t go blank, and still remembered to be polite. She sincerely bowed slightly to the front, and then said in a small voice, “Uncle1, Auntie, h.e.l.lo…”
Actually, she should have called him uncle2, as Yang Chonggui was clearly older than her father… However, Mo Fei was too nervous to think about all this, she could only say what came to her mind.3
The first impression is very important. Dong Yue’e thought this “big girl” was good at first sight. She was beautiful and tall, with a well-proportioned figure. Although she was wearing winter clothes, Dong Yue’e could see it clearly! And she took the initiative to greet everyone right away. Although she seemed a bit shy, who wouldn’t be shy when they first visited?
“Good, good, this is the one Qingzi mentioned…” Dong Yue’e wanted to put on the airs of a mother-in-law, but in the end, she couldn’t. She walked over with a smile on her face, opened the courtyard gate, and said.
What was her name again?
Yang Yi walked around, reached out, and took Mo Fei’s hand. With a subtle movement, he gently squeezed it to calm Mo Fei down.
“Mom, this is Mo Fei, my wife. This is our mom, and our dad. This is my younger brother, Yang Qing, whom I’ve introduced to you before.” Yang Yi smiled and said, “And, you should change how you address them. Don’t call them uncle and auntie, call them mom and dad!”
As soon as these words came out, Dong Yue’e was stunned.
Wife? Call them mom and dad? What stage are they at now?
Did her words really become a prophecy? Did they get married secretly?
Yang Chonggui also happened to walk over. When he heard Yang Yi’s words, his eyes widened.
Yang Qing felt his father’s aura, paused for a moment, and stepped back. He pretended to go and help open the courtyard gate, avoiding the battlefield.
On this side, Mo Fei hadn’t noticed. She was fl.u.s.tered by Yang Yi’s words “my wife”, feeling both happy and shy in her heart. She obediently followed suit, bowing slightly again and softly addressing them, “Mom… Dad…”
Yang Chonggui furrowed his brows, wanting to say something, but Dong Yue’e forcefully took the lead, not giving him a chance to speak.
“Don’t just stand at the door, come in quickly. Tiezi, you, without a word, drove a car, and brought a big girl back. This double happiness is a good thing! Why didn’t you say it in advance?” Dong Yue’e reacted, although she was complaining, she still greeted them with a smile.
However, at this moment, there was a little movement coming from the car door that was open on Mo Fei’s side.