sjar Chapter 147 The Familiar Back of the Head
Chapter 147 The Familiar Back of the Head
An Xiaoyue closed the book and, as she stood up, casually put her phone back in her pocket.
"Is there anything I can help you with, Aunt?"
"Could you brew some green tangerine Pu'er tea for your aunt? She's thirsty." Fang Mei saw the teacup and casually gave her something to do so she wouldn't be bored sitting alone.
Xiaoyue's hands are fair and delicate, with slender and long fingers. From childhood to adulthood, she probably only suffered during the two years when her mother was sick.
Presumably, whether she was with Jiaren or Fu Shengyang, aside from washing her face, brushing her teeth, and taking a bath, her beautiful hands never touched water.
However, Xiaoyue is such a good person, and she has suffered so much. She deserves to enjoy all these blessings.
Xiaoyue should just stay with her family and do what she likes.
"Okay, I'll make it right away," An Xiaoyue replied.
She noticed last night that the Leng family's tea was all in the cupboard. She took a Pu'er tea wrapped in a green tangerine and brewed it in a straight purple clay Dezhong teapot.
Green tangerine Pu-erh tea is the type of tea that doesn't require much attention to brewing time or water temperature; one green tangerine Pu-erh tea can last a whole day.
When my mother used to teach five classes a day, she would brew a green tangerine Pu'er tea in a cup.
But when she opened the package, she saw the white frost on the tangerine peel and the fresh fragrance of the small green tangerine.
She thought, "I can't just soak one tangerine in water all day and ruin such a good green tangerine Pu'er tea."
An Xiaoyue brewed a cup of tea, poured it into a fairness cup, and took it to add tea for Fang Mei.
"Mmm~ Xiaoyue brewed it so well." Fang Mei savored the sweet and mellow taste in her mouth. "The citrus aroma is rich, fresh and natural, just the way to brew tea directly from the lid."
An Xiaoyue's eyes widened in surprise, "Auntie is amazing! You can taste the difference no matter how I brewed it."
Fang Mei was in a great mood after being praised by her beautiful niece. She blinked and said, "Auntie knows so much."
An Xiaoyue's gaze fell on the lamb chops that her aunt was marinating in her hands. Indeed, her aunt knew a lot of things.
She can manage the external affairs of Zhongkangtang, cook delicious meals, and even manage to coax her uncle into obeying her.
My uncle is a leading expert in liver diseases, and my aunt is an equally outstanding and capable woman.
An Xiaoyue's admiration for her aunt grew even stronger, and she became even more attentive when brewing tea.
She would bring the tea to the kitchen one brew at a time, and after her aunt finished drinking it, she would come back to make the next brew.
Back and forth like this, occasionally glancing at Fang Mei and the aunt preparing vegetables, the morning would pass by in no time.
After lunch, An Xiaoyue went back to her room for a nap.
I checked my phone again.
There were no new messages in her chat with Fu Shengyang; the last message she sent was still displayed.
"Hmph~ You said you'd write it down in a little notebook if I didn't reply to your messages, but you didn't reply to them yourself either."
An Xiaoyue then thought again that Fu Shengyang was going to take her grandfather out today. Her grandfather was old, so she needed to be extra careful when taking him out.
He didn't reply to the message; he probably didn't have time to check his phone.
Thinking this, she put down her phone, pulled up the covers, and prepared to take a nap.
An Xiaoyue opened her beautiful eyes and looked towards the terrace.
The sunlight outside the window is so lovely.
Grandpa Fu would feel very comfortable going out to bask in the sun.
As An Xiaoyue thought this, her eyes began to narrow.
Half asleep, she was jolted awake by the video call notification sound.
"doing what?"
Her tone wasn't particularly friendly, mainly because she was disturbed while sleeping, and the other person was Fu Shengyang, who never replied to her messages.
For no apparent reason, she suddenly became temperamental.
In the video, Fu Shengyang's head is positioned against a backdrop of blue sky.
The sky was a clear, deep blue, without a single white cloud.
His beautifully shaped lips were slightly upturned, and it was clear that he was in a good mood.
An Xiaoyue pursed her lips slightly; her displeasure was so obvious that Fu Shengyang could also tell.
"Taking a nap?"
An Xiaoyue gave a cold snort, "Hmm."
“I just finished having lunch with my grandpa. Typing is too slow, and I was afraid that picking out fish bones would distract me and cause my grandpa to choke. So I thought I'd video chat with you after lunch, so we could talk face-to-face and I could see you.”
Fu Shengyang always had a smile on his lips, trying to coax people through the screen. He couldn't hug or kiss them; he really wasn't good at coaxing.
"Then why are you outdoors?"
"I'll take Grandpa out for tea and music." Then he remembered he should apologize, "I'm sorry I didn't reply to your message and disturbed your nap."
He's already apologized, so she can't hold a grudge. If she can't take a nap, it's good to have a chat.
"Fang Yige told Uncle and Aunt about your visit to me last night."
"How did he know?"
An Xiaoyue then told Fu Shengyang about her aunt's fear of mice and what had happened that morning.
She chattered on and on, while Fu Shengyang just watched her, his face beaming with delight.
She lived a good life in the Leng family.
After hearing this, Fu Shengyang only cared about his own well-being, "I really can't come see you tonight?"
"It's better not to come."
An Xiaoyue always felt that whenever Fu Shengyang and her affairs were mentioned, her aunt's gaze was too intense, with a hint of gossip.
She certainly wouldn't have thought of Teacher Fang Mei this way before.
But after moving into the Leng family home and experiencing what happened this morning, she felt that the people in the Leng family all had a free-spirited gene in their bones.
When the whole family gets together, it's like a comedy routine; they're quick-witted, full of laughs, and very lively.
Of course, it would be even better if she weren't the one being ridiculed.
"Okay, I'll listen to Xiaoyue."
Fu Shengyang's words brought her back to reality.
He actually listened to her and didn't come tonight, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.
Fu Shengyang noticed the change in her emotions and asked her calmly, "How was your luck? Did she kick you?"
"As before, he was more active in the morning. I took a walk in the yard and soaked up the sun, and he started to move around a lot."
When talking about the baby in her womb, Xiaoyue's face lit up with a smile, and her bright eyes were full of anticipation.
After talking about the child, the two then discussed her upcoming trip back to the village the next day for a ceremony to recognize her ancestors.
An Xiaoyue lay on her left side on the bed, then switched to her right side, and then back to her left side, repeating this process over and over.
More than an hour had passed before the two of them fell silent.
She was still sleepy after hanging up the phone, so she went straight to sleep.
Fu Shengyang hung up the video call. His phone battery had turned red. He glanced at his grandfather, who was chatting happily with someone, said hello, and then went to his car to charge his phone.
On his way back, he deliberately took a detour to explore the surrounding area.
Perhaps due to insufficient sleep last night, An Xiaoyue slept longer than usual during her afternoon nap.
When she woke up, the sun was setting in the west, its rays like melting gold.
Golden light spilled onto the wooden floor of the room.
Such a peaceful and beautiful scene filled An Xiaoyue with joy and contentment that words could not describe.
She chose to record this moment with a photograph.
An Xiaoyue took photos of the white, gold-trimmed gauze curtains under the setting sun, the light on the floor, and the sunlight shining on her face.
She was content, having captured the beautiful scenery and gotten plenty of sleep.
An Xiaoyue combed her hair, which had been messed up from sleeping, and checked her eyes and mouth for any abnormalities before going downstairs.
However, as soon as she opened the door, she heard a lively commotion downstairs.
Are Mom, Dad, and Grandpa back? Are there any other relatives coming over?
An Xiaoyue hesitated, unsure of what to do.
But she is also a member of the Leng family. It would be very impolite not to go down and greet the guests when they come.
With that thought in mind, she stepped downstairs.
But why does the back of the head of the person sitting in the living room with their back to her look so familiar?
"Xiaoyue is up." An Jiaren, who was eating mangosteen, noticed her.
The conversation in the living room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked in her direction.
The owner of that familiar back of the head turned around and became someone she knew.