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Chapter 30 Shen Bing’s Hometown(1/2)

 After his mother left, Shen Bing put down what he was doing and walked over.

"Wu Di, you are lying to me again. Why don't you follow the routine as promised?"

Wu Di replied shamelessly: "Don't you think this is good? We don't need to be secretive. Once we lie, we have to cover it up with countless lies. How tiring!"

"Okay, I'm going to cook and you can help me move these things to the second floor."

"o78k!"

Wu Di, who was in a beautiful mood, walked up to the second floor and decided privately to put the rarely used items in one room and the others in Shen Bing's room.

We had dinner together at noon. Shen Bing cooked five dishes. She is really a good woman at home.

Bing Ma: "Eat!"

Wu Di is more serious than anyone else when eating.

"Xiao Wu eats a lot and is a little expert at work."

"I have great strength. You can ask me to do anything."

After eating, a group of people came to the yard carrying electrical appliances and kitchen utensils, and Shen Bing accompanied her mother for a walk.

Wu Di directed everyone to work, holding 10,000 cash in his hand.

"Everyone helps to catch up on some work and finish it before dark. The money will be divided among us."

By the time Shen Bing and Bing's mother come back, everything will be settled.

At night, the three of them were sitting in the courtyard chatting.

Bing Ma asked: "Xiao Wu, what do you do?"

Remembering that Bing Ma was a literary youth, Wu Di replied: "Auntie, I am a musician."

"Then can you sing?"

"I can write and sing."

"You wait."

He got up and went into the house, came out with a guitar, and said: "It hasn't been used for twenty years, you try it!"

As expected, he is a literary young man. Twenty years ago, he had musical instruments at home.

"No problem. There was a bridge in the town when I came in the morning. Thinking of Shen Bing, I wrote a song. Listen to it and give me some advice!"

Bing Ma nodded.

"Really or not, is it so easy to write a song?" Shen Bing expressed doubts.

"Your boyfriend is good at everything."

Mother Bing rarely showed a smile.

I tried the sound check, plucked the guitar strings, and the music started...

"Whose girl is the girl from whom I welcome the fragrance under the warm sun?

I walked on that small bridge

You play the piano and play sadness...

…………~”

"Xiao Wu writes well and sings well!" Bing Ma said and smiled happily.

Shen Bing saw her mother smiling and looked at Wu Di's proud look, feeling a little unwilling to admit defeat.

"If you have the ability, write another one!"

Wu Di said enthusiastically: "I like this yard very much, and I like the air here even more."

"Xiao Wu, you can stay as long as you want!"

You can’t write it, can you?

"Have you written down and promise me a condition tonight?" Wu Di winked.

"It has to do with this yard!"

"Okay, deal!"

He glanced at the yard, then at Shen Bing, and then at Bing's mother, stimulating them both.

There was a flurry of pretense, and the mother and daughter relied on each other and smiled.

The prelude sounds...

"The old tree in front of the door sprouts new buds

The dead trees in the yard are blooming again

A lot of words for half-survival

Hidden inside a head of white hair

Little feet in memory

Meaty little mouth......

Where has the time gone..."

Wu Di thought of his parents, wife and daughter, and brought all his emotions into it.

It was very quiet at this moment, no one spoke, and both mother and daughter seemed to be about to cry.

After a while, Wu Di said: "Auntie, I was raised by my brother. From now on, I will call you mom like Shen Bing!"

"Okay!" Bing's mother wiped the corners of her eyes, and then said to Shen Bing: "Daughter, I'm sorry for you!"

Shen Bing burst into tears.

Mother Bing is holding her daughter, not knowing what she is thinking.

Bing's mother does have some mental problems. She keeps thinking about her dead husband and murmurs every day: "You don't know the origin of love, it goes deep. The living can die, and the dead can live. Life can't be with death, and death can't be resurrected.



She did indeed love her dead husband poetically, ignoring herself and her daughter.

She does look like a madman in the eyes of others, and she will get excited when she is said to be a madman. The excitement may not be that others scold her, but that she thinks that such a longing should not be called a madman, and she also loves and hates her daughter.

This is exactly what Wu Di wanted to sing this song for, just to give it a try, and the result was acceptable.

I hope she won't get sick again, but I don't want her to hit Shen Bing again, because she is her daughter-in-law.

So at night, Shen Bing slept with her mother, leaving Wu Di alone in the empty room.

There was nothing I could do, so I could only call Lu Manjia and Lin Xia to express my longing for each other. I called them and asked them if they were wrong.

The result was very disappointing. I felt that I was in danger of being cheated, so I couldn’t think about it randomly, so I shook my head and fell asleep by force.

"It's breakfast!" Shen Bing ran up to the second floor to wake up.

Wu Di seized the opportunity and pulled her into the room, "Are you wrong?"

"Woo, no, it's so early in the morning..."

"Just in time for exercise!"

An hour later, Shen Bing heated up breakfast and ignored that bastard.

Wu Di was also a little angry. He couldn't sleep last night and almost became a craftsman and started doing needlework.

Having said that, women should be coaxed.

"Xiao Bingbing, your house is really nice, I like it very much!"

………

After breakfast, Shen Bing took him for a walk around the whole village, and even went to the school to give out sweets to the children. The relationship between the two reconciled, and then they came to the top of the mountain and hugged each other.

"Your hometown is really beautiful. I want to do something!" Wu Di hugged her and put his hand on her back, wanting to learn skills.

"If you want to get rich, build roads first. How about widening the old road, building a cement road to the town, renovating the school, and supporting some poor students?"

"You're so kind! I thank you on behalf of the folks in the village, you know? At that time, Shi Xiaomeng said he didn't want me anymore. I felt that the world was so big, but I couldn't think of where I was going. It was you who I saw when I opened the door, which was better than seeing Shi Xiaomeng.

Still happy!"

Shen Bing grabbed the unruly big hand and continued: "I don't know when I fell in love with you. Maybe it was the moment after we broke up. All I could think of was you, and I don't know why!"
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"When I heard what you said, I regretted not bringing a tape recorder, but it's okay. I will remember your words forever. I love you too. Wherever I go from now on, you will be there."

"You'd better go back! I'm fine in my hometown. It's unfair for you to leave Lin Xia alone."

Shen Bing pushed Wu Di away, and the latter stared at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

"You want me to leave you alone?"

Shen Bing said helplessly: "I was the one who broke into your relationship midway."
To be continued...
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