C62

Chapter 62 - With me here, don't be afraid

According to Yu Cen Ran, Yun Xi had many youths working in the sea in the early days of the year. Those with small achievements were all kept in the village, for example, Yu Cen Ran's father, Yu ChengHui, did not normally have many people in the village.

The South Bridge did not expect the reserved and picky Yu Cen Ran to be able to enjoy such a small environment. The South Bridge took Yu Cen Ran's arm, shuttling through the streets and alleys, looking around with great interest.

After a while, Nanqiao thought of something and turned his head to look at Yu Cen Ran. "The Yu Family has already made great progress. Don't tell me that they've never thought of coming back to invest in the development of Yun Xi?"

Yu Cen Ran shook her head and smiled bitterly. "It's not that it's never happened before. It's just that at that time, the old man and the old man from the village objected, saying that they didn't want a place that had been contaminated by the city's philistines for their entire lives. After that, they just let it go."

"Is that so?" South Bridge suddenly remembered when they first arrived at Yun Xi. When his grandma mentioned the disgust on Yu ChengHui's face, she could probably understand his mood.

Large cities have bustling noise, small villages also have quiet and beautiful, everyone is cold and self-aware, happy and happy, it is good that they don't have anything to do with each other.

As he was lost in thought, South Bridge's arm was suddenly grabbed. Yu Cen Ran pointed in a direction with her long bony fingers and followed his gaze. South Bridge saw a wooden swing. It hung under an ancient tree, giving off a simple and unadorned feeling.

Feeling excited, the South Bridge immediately trotted over, her delicate fingers slowly gliding across the swing. Unexpectedly, her fingers were not stained with any dust: "Is there anyone here who cleans up regularly?"

Yu Cen Ran's thin lips curled up as her gaze swept across her body before landing on the swing. "Grandma comes here every few days because this is her son's favorite place."

Nanqiao wondered, "Did the elder's son also go out to work?"

"Yes, I was with a group of people from back then. They encountered trouble at sea and were never able to come back." Her voice was light, without any emotion.

Nanqiao felt her heart clench into a knot. She felt a little uncomfortable. 'Ah'ma looks so strong and unyielding, but I didn't expect her to be a black-haired person. She must love her son a lot, right?'

Thinking of this, South Bridge felt that the Elder's usual difficulties were not as annoying as they seemed.

Nanqiao looked at the swing, his eyes shining. "When you were young, did you often play around here?"

When he was young, Yu Cen Ran's eyes were half narrowed as they shone with a heavy light. His thoughts drifted to a faraway place. Ever since he was young, he had never been close with a group of people.

Afterwards, Yu Cen Ran's actions were discovered by the other children. They purposefully waited for her to arrive, and then they all rushed forward to beat her up.

Nanqiao listened in a daze. He didn't think that the powerful Yu Cen Ran would be bullied in his childhood. He licked his dry lips and asked, "What happened after, did they bully you?"

Yu Cen Ran sniggered as she lowered her gaze and rotated the expensive watch on her wrist. With a proud tone, she said, "Duel, one person beat a bunch of people up until they piss their pants. From then on, no one among them will dare to come here again."

Nanqiao snorted, thinking, this is indeed Yu Cen Ran's style.

As they talked about Yu Cen Ran's interesting childhood, South Bridge felt that the distance between them wasn't that far anymore. In fact, South Bridge even felt that Yu Cen Ran had become a bit closer.

Nanqiao asked if Yu Cen Ran could sit on the swing. After receiving the nod, Nanqiao carefully sat on it. His buttocks moved slowly as he patted the seat beside him to indicate for Yu Cen Ran to sit.

Yu Cen Ran bit her lips and lightly said, "No matter how heavy it is, it won't be able to take it."

Yu Cen Ran leaned against a tree trunk, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and held onto the cigarette with one hand while the other held onto the end of the swing to help swing it.

Nanqiao was in a very good mood. She turned around and smiled at Yu Cen. Her bright eyes were like the bright and moving sunlight shining through the leaves on the treetop. Yu Cen Ran was infected by the good atmosphere and was in a very good mood.

The weather got colder and colder as they wandered through the village until evening. The South Bridge could not take it any longer, so it pulled Yu Cen Ran along as they made their way back.

Pushing open the door, the South Bridge froze. The house was very noisy, a group of middle-aged seniors were sitting inside and talking loudly, it was very noisy.

He took a few steps closer and saw a group of villagers playing mahjong and chess in the middle. Someone among the crowd turned around, saw Yu Cen Ran and called out, "Little Yu, your wife is so beautiful!"

"Your grandma told us all about it in the afternoon. She said that Little Yu had come back to see her and even brought a charming wife. She was grinning from ear to ear."

"Huh?" The South Bridge could not react in time, and all the village women's gazes were cast over, sizing up the area. The South Bridge felt very uncomfortable, and it did not even know how to place its hands and feet.

Yu Cen Ran was tall and big. She moved to help her block the path as she said politely, "South Bridge, my wife. She's more shy."

The villagers laughed again, but without malice.

Nanqiao was not satisfied with this description. He silently rolled his eyes in his heart and secretly twisted his waist.

At this time, the grandma came out from the back room, and when she saw the South Bridge, she hurriedly walked over and took her hand. "Why did you come back so late? Oh, there are so many guests at home, quickly come with me to the kitchen to help."

When an old woman heard this, she laughed and said, "Ah, you're so old. Just leave all these chores to the young ones. We all want to have a taste of your cooking skills!"

"Yes, yes!"

Nanqiao obediently replied, "I'll go do it now."

Ah'ma pulled the South Bridge and walked into the darkness. She lowered her voice and said, "You should know how to cook homemade dishes. If you can't, come out and get me. Ah'ma will wait here for you."

A warm feeling welled up in Nanqiao's heart. Her grandma was worrying for her and wanted to help. Nanqiao patted her chest and said that it was no problem, so she walked into the kitchen.

Her mother was weak and sickly, so naturally, since she was young, she often went to the kitchen to smoke and burn. However, her grandma's house did not have any natural gas, so the stove took a while to light up. Two hours later, she prepared a table of dishes, eight dishes, and a soup.

The villagers sat around the table and picked up their chopsticks to taste a few mouthfuls. They did not hide their praise and praised, "Young wife Yu's cooking skills are quite good!"

Under the table, Yu Cen Ran secretly held onto South Bridge's hand with a smile in her eyes. Even the grandma's expression became a lot more amiable as she said to South Bridge, "That's right. A woman's culinary skills are not good enough to tie down a man's heart!"

When South Bridge heard this, he was elated, and he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

The meal was filled with laughter and the atmosphere was harmonious. All the dishes on the table had been swept clean. Everyone held their stomachs and burped in satisfaction.

After dinner, South Bridge stood up. Just as he was about to clean up the dishes, the village auntie suddenly stood up and pressed down on his hand. She giggled. "South Bridge, you're so tired. Let us handle this sort of thing."

Nanqiao didn't understand what was going on. His gaze shifted to Yu Cen Ran, whose gaze swept across her body indifferently as he nodded his head.

"Isn't that a little bad?"

Yu Cen Ran walked closer and smiled as she whispered into South Bridge's ear, "Relax, there's something else waiting for you."

Other things?

The South Bridge did not understand.

The dining table was quickly cleared up. The villagers had no intention of leaving. They surrounded the table, covered it with a green tablecloth and began to play mahjong.

Just as the game on the phone was about to be cleared, a village aunt walked over and slapped South Bridge's arm. She smiled and said, "We don't have enough manpower. Little Yu's wife, South Bridge, is it right? Come and play with us women?"

Nanqiao froze, then pointed at himself. "Ah, me?"

Then, he looked at the aunties surrounding the table. Nanqiao had a stupefied expression on her face. Not enough manpower?

Before he could react, Nan Qiao was led over to the mahjong table by his auntie, who repeatedly shouted that he didn't know how to play mahjong. The woman turned her head and said, "What are you afraid of, it can't be learned.

So it was this idea.

Nanqiao cast his pleading gaze at Yu Cen Ran, but Yu Cen Ran remained unmoved as if she hadn't received a signal. She sat on a chair at the side, smoking and looking at her phone.

Nanqiao gritted his teeth and hardened his heart. He could only be forced to sit in the middle of a group of aunts and fight mahjong with a group of veterans.

However, South Bridge had never touched mahjong and didn't even know the rules yet. Looking at the row of ghost charms in his hands, South Bridge was sweating profusely. He quickly lost several matches and even owed a few hundred yuan to the aunties.

Another round began. South Bridge still didn't know where to start. The surrounding aunties pointed at a card and said, "South Bridge casually threw it out. Who would have thought that the opposing aunts laughed and said," All of them are the same, all muddled! "

The other aunties also chimed in, "Your luck is really good!"

Nanqiao had a belly full of anger, and was mocked by the aunts. He turned around to look at Yu Cen Ran and curled his lips, "If they join hands to deal with me, then I won't play anymore."

Yu Cen Ran finally raised her head and flicked away the ashes on her cigarette. In the next second, she stood up and walked over to the mahjong table.

The aunties immediately became dissatisfied. "What's going on? Little Yu, this table is filled with women. It's not good for men to play. Not good for men!"

Nanqiao's brows furrowed. She thought to herself, 'Those aunties are really shameless.' At first, she wanted to move Yu Cen Ran's seat away. But now, she dismissed him with just a word.

Unsatisfied, very unsatisfied!

Yu Cen Ran also saw the expression on the South Bridge. She smiled as she lifted her index finger to scratch the bridge of the bridge's nose and said calmly, "It's fine, I'll be in command. Just listen to me. Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Little Yu, this must be your heartbroken wife, oh wow!" The old ladies covered their eyes and began teasing him.

At this time, Ah Shu also came out. Seeing this scene, she smacked her palm on the head of the booing Aunt and scolded: "You are allowed to bully my Nan Qiao, Little Yu, on! Let these people lose all their spirit, and go home to sleep! "

Nanqiao's face reddened. Behind her, Yu Cen Ran supported herself with her two iron arms as she listened to her grandma's words, "We are on the South Bridge". A warm and warm feeling welled up in her heart.