Rebirth 09 to be a male god

Chapter 301 The Lonely Wen Lan

In fact, Zhou Muyan didn't have much resistance to going to Qiao Xuan's house for dinner. After all, he and Qiao Xuan's parents also knew each other. The only downside was that the two old people knew that Zhou Muyan and Qiao Xuan were in a relationship. Ask a few questions, including about Zhou Muyan's future development, and I can't help but interject a few words.

Speaking of Zhou Muyan's career, it is indeed diverse. He has written novels, filmed movies, and even opened an Internet cafe before. He started a house rental company, but among so many businesses, Zhou Muyan didn't really do any of them.

Today's dinner at Qiao Xuan's house was prepared by Qiao's mother a long time ago. Since the afternoon, she followed her aunt to the vegetable market to buy a lot of vegetables, and even cooked a chicken for Zhou Muyan.

Eating is secondary, the main thing is that after the meal, everyone gathers together and chats casually.

From when will I meet Zhou Muyan's parents to talking about Zhou Muyan's future plans.

Regarding the matter of meeting Zhou Muyan's parents, Zhou Muyan has no objection, it depends entirely on Zhou Guowei's thoughts. The biggest problem now is that Zhou Muyan's mother has been refusing to come to Jinling, saying that she is too busy and has no time.

Mother Qiao took advantage of Zhou Muyan's visit and asked, "Yanyan, your mother is usually busy at work?"

"Ah, more or less. There are indeed many things at the grassroots level, but they are all trivial. When I have time, I will talk to my mother and ask her to ask for leave and come here." Zhou Muyan said with a light smile, the grassroots is indeed a bit busy. , but Zhou Muyan's mother is indeed not busy. She is probably busy playing mahjong at home every day.

Of course, it was impossible for Zhou Muyan to say that.

And Mother Qiao waved her hands quickly when she heard Zhou Muyan's tone of voice and said no, it was really unreasonable to ask Mother Zhou to make a special trip just because they just met each other.

After all, Qiao Xuan will still live with Zhou Muyan in the future. If this happens, there will be no good relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Qiao Jincheng was also full of wine and food. He listened to the chat between the two over there and said, "Well, when we have time, we can go to Subei to see, Yanyan, what do you think?"

"." Zhou Muyan didn't feel very good. He was just in a relationship. As for being so laborious, he couldn't say that. Everything was as happy as they were.

After talking about family and career, Zhou Muyan said that now he just wants to study seriously. Recently, he is doing library design work with Mr. Wen. With Mr. Wen, he can indeed learn a lot.

"Is that Teacher Wen Lan from the academy?" Qiao Xuan, who was also at the dinner table, asked.

Zhou Muyan nodded.

Qiao Jincheng was thoughtful after listening, and suddenly remembered that there was such a number one person: "It's the one in your college, the beautiful professor."

Zhou Muyan smiled: "Uncle Qiao also knows."

"I met you once in a meeting with you before." Qiao Jincheng grinned.

Mother Qiao shot her gaze over like an arrow, and said, "You remember it very clearly, beautiful professor."

Seeing his wife's eyes, Qiao Jincheng was a little embarrassed for a moment, touched his nose, grinned and said, "No, that's what the teachers at their school called, so I followed suit."

Obviously, Mother Qiao had already seen through Qiao Jincheng's true nature, so she snorted coldly and said nothing.

Qiao Jincheng could only cough twice in embarrassment, pretending to be serious and said: "Professor Wen in your school really has no professional ability, so that said, the library project you just mentioned should be the one just next to your school. Did you take that piece apart?"

"Ah."

Qiao Jincheng said that he was aware of the project, and our side also attached great importance to it. He said that several leaders valued building the library into a regional landmark.

"Professor Xiao Wen can include you, which shows that you are also very talented in design." Qiao Jincheng said with a smile.

"No, I'm just doing odd jobs." Zhou Muyan said modestly.

Qiao's mother was very displeased with what Qiao Jincheng said about the beautiful professor just now, but from her husband's tone, it could be heard that everyone respected that beautiful professor. She turned out to be teaching her son-in-law, and she was also a professor He really has real talents.

Qiao's mother sincerely asked Zhou Muyan to study with Professor Wen.

"Although you have a great career, you are still a student now, and there are still infinite possibilities in the future. I have no other wishes, just thinking that you two will get married early in the future, and we can help you take care of your children earlier." Qiao's mother explain.

Qiao Xuan was a little displeased after hearing this: "I'm still studying, what kind of child do I want?"

"Study doesn't affect having children." Qiao's mother said immediately.

Qiao Xuan definitely disagreed. She and Zhou Muyan had only talked for a few months, and they didn't have enough love life. How could it be possible to have a child so soon.

Mother Qiao just talked about it casually, and didn't force Qiao Xuan to have a child.

On the contrary, Qiao Xuan's character was almost explosive, which made Qiao's mother sigh a little. Zhou Muyan probably needs to be more accommodating to this child in the future.

Zhou Muyan came here after six o'clock in the evening, and stayed at Qiao Xuan's house for more than three hours, just chatting with Qiao Xuan's parents. When they talked about Wen Lan, Zhou Muyan thought that Wen Lan was still at home alone, For her little injury, she only took a little antibiotic and went to bed, and she didn't know if it would work or not.

The most important thing is, looking at her refrigerator, I guess she can't even have a bite of hot food.

How do you think, why does Zhou Muyan think there is a problem.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhou Muyan got up from the sofa: "Then uncle and aunt, it's getting late, otherwise I should go back first?"

"It's so soon, you can live here directly, and you can continue to live in the room you lived in before." Qiao's mother said sincerely.

"No need." Zhou Muyan said that he was unwilling to stay.

Qiao's mother stewed a big pot of chicken soup today, and everyone didn't finish it. Zhou Muyan said, "Auntie, um, can you take this pot of chicken soup home for me to drink?"

Mother Qiao couldn't help but feel happy when she heard this. This pot of chicken soup was originally stewed for Zhou Muyan, and no one drank it at home. Walk.

This is a happy thing for any mother-in-law, but she said with a smile on her face: "It's definitely ok, but it's a bit cold, and I might have to warm it up when I go back. Alas, you like to drink. In the future Just tell me directly, and I'll do it for you."

While Qiao's mother was talking, she went to the kitchen to find a thermos, filled it with chicken soup, and kept saying that Zhou Muyan wanted to hear it, so come over here.

Zhou Muyan's unintentional move directly filled Qiao's mother's favorability. Before leaving, Qiao Xuan kept asking Qiao Xuan to send Zhou Muyan more.

He still said over there: "Look, you father and daughter, don't you usually know your blessings when you are in the blessings? I said I would cook chicken soup for you and you still don't drink it, or is it Xiao Zhou's knowledge?"

And Qiao Jincheng just gave a wry smile when he heard this. They have lived together for more than 20 years. No matter how good Qiao's mother is at cooking, she will get tired of it, right?

Qiao Xuan sent Zhou Muyan out, and asked Zhou Muyan, why didn't he stay here at night?
Zhou Muyan said, "Forget it? We've only been talking for a few months, and it feels weird to live at your house every day."

"Where is every day, only twice." Qiao Xuan said awkwardly.

Zhou Muyan came to the car, put the chicken soup in the car first, then turned around, held Qiao Xuan's head and kissed Qiao Xuan, and said, "Okay, we will meet more often in the future, don't be too tired, otherwise Your dad will blame me for taking his daughter away."

"He won't. He wants me to get married as soon as possible." Qiao Xuan felt that her family really wanted to marry herself out.

After thinking about it, Qiao Xuan said, "Why don't I go out to live with you tonight?"

"Don't make trouble." Zhou Muyan said: "Don't talk nonsense, your parents want to know that I have sex with you in advance, I guess I will be pissed off."

Qiao Xuan couldn't help laughing, she said no.

"They want children so much, they know who we are, and it's too late to be happy."

"Okay, stop making trouble, it doesn't mean we won't see you later." Zhou Muyan said while pulling Qiao Xuan's hands.

Qiao Xuan blinked her eyes, thought for a while, and hugged Zhou Muyan proactively, nestling her head in Zhou Muyan's arms.

Zhou Muyan also hugged her tenderly for a long time before he really separated.

After that, Zhou Muyan drove away from Qiao Xuan's community, went to the pharmacy to buy a bottle of anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine, and then went home.

It was almost ten o'clock when I got home.

At this moment, Zhou Muyan didn't know if Wen Lan was asleep, but he knocked on the door anyway.

In fact, since Zhou Muyan came out of Qiao Xuan's house, Wen Lan did try to rest early, but the pain in her ankle made her unable to sleep peacefully.

Obviously already took the medicine, but there was no effect.

The other one was that her movement was very inconvenient, so she didn't eat at all at night. After taking the medicine, she simply wiped her body and thought about going to bed early.

Putting down her coiled hair, Wen Lan changed into a sky-blue silky suspender nightdress, the kind with lace trim. The nightdress only covered a quarter of her thighs, and the rest was a pair of white and well-proportioned jade legs.

Wen Lan, who let down her long hair, looks a little more gentle and watery, and she also looks a few years younger. She is not very old, about 33 years old, with such long hair, she looks a bit less than thirty .

She tossed and turned in the bedroom like this, unable to sleep due to the pain in her feet, coupled with the hunger caused by not eating, made Wen Lan even more irritable.

In the end, I couldn't hold back and thought about getting out of bed and cooking a bowl of soba noodles.

Sleeping on the bed is already very painful, and getting out of bed to move around must be even more inconvenient.

Wen Lan just used one foot to walk from the bedroom to the kitchen with difficulty, and ate a bowl of soba noodles with difficulty.

I was really at a loss for what to do next, I thought to boil the water first, and then go to the refrigerator to get the noodles, but after the water boiled, Wen Lan staggered to the refrigerator to get the noodles, and accidentally touched the injured little foot The ground, followed by a burst of stinging pain, Wen Lan bit her lower lip lightly, she couldn't stand still for a while, and fell to the ground.

The pain was still there, and Wen Lan didn't want to stand up for a while.

At this time, the water had already boiled, and white smoke was whistling over there.

Wen Lan propped up the floor with both hands, half sitting on the ground.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the university city is dead of night.

A single person's apartment is particularly deserted.

For a moment, Wen Lan felt that he was a failure in life. He was in his 30s, and he didn't even have anyone to take care of him. Did he really plan to live like this for the rest of his life?
The hot water is still whistling white smoke.

In the end, Wen Lan stood up and cooked a bowl of noodles for herself.

Sitting at the island of the dining table, eating the tasteless soba noodles, the feeling of loneliness in Wen Lan's heart became more and more intense. Now she suddenly thought that it would be great if she could come to talk to someone with her at this time.

Even if it's just talking.

Just thinking about it, the doorbell rang.

"Who?" Wen Lan couldn't believe it.

"I, Sister Lan, are you asleep?" Zhou Muyan said.

Hearing Zhou Muyan's voice, Wen Lan felt such joy in her heart, but she finally suppressed this feeling and said, "Sleep."

"Oh, I bought you some anti-swelling and pain-relieving medicine outside just now. You see if you need it, or I'll leave it outside the door. You can come and get it later. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Zhou Muyan Knowing that Wen Lan was guarding against herself, she didn't say anything.

"Wait, wait a minute." At this moment, Wen Lan's voice came from inside the door again.

Zhou Muyan was puzzled.

Soon, rustling sounds came from inside.

Then came the door opening.

The door opened.

Wen Lan, who was wearing a sky blue suspender dress, appeared in front of Zhou Muyan.

Zhou Muyan was a little stunned.

Because the Wen Lan I saw before was always so noble and elegant, it was the first time I saw her at home with a shawl, like an ordinary girl.

Suddenly, Zhou Muyan felt like he had seen this scene somewhere.

In the previous life, the big sister who fell in love?
Of course Wen Lan was not Zhou Muyan's first love, but after many years, Zhou Muyan even forgot about that first love, but Wen Lan at this moment reminded Zhou Muyan of her again at this moment.

Wen Lan feels that she should be very embarrassed now. She doesn't like this kind of self very much, but at this moment, she really needs company.

So Wen Lan didn't even look at Zhou Muyan, and gave up a seat: "Come in and talk."

"Ah."

Zhou Muyan followed Wen Lan into the house and found Wen Lan cooking noodles.

"You eat this at night?" Zhou Muyan asked, looking at the messy kitchen made by Wen Lan.

Wen Lan was in a low mood at this moment: "Eat something casually."

Zhou Muyan was a little helpless: "I thought you probably didn't eat well, I brought chicken soup."

"Chicken soup?" Well, Wen Lan was indeed extremely hungry at this time, just hearing the word chicken soup, he already thought of the deliciousness of chicken soup.

Seeing Wen Lan like this, Zhou Muyan stopped talking nonsense, first took out the chicken soup, and briefly heated it up.

The aroma of the chicken soup soon overflowed, and Wen Lan couldn't help swallowing at this time.

(End of this chapter)