Chapter 112.2

In the evening, Wen Nuan brought food and drinks to them. By this time, Zhao Wuzhu had likely already gone to bed.

Many people from the South, after coming to the North, would immediately go out to play in the snow, not caring about anything else.

However, Wen Nuan could tell that Zhao Wuzhu didn’t have the mood to enjoy the snow. She was more focused on getting into the family compound as soon as possible.

Wen Nuan then said, “Qinglan has to work tomorrow. How are you planning to settle your mom?”

Gu Qinghan took a sip of the lamb soup, looked at Wen Nuan, and asked, “What do you think is the best arrangement?”

“Your mom said she didn’t want to waste money and wanted to stay here.” Wen Nuan thought for a moment before continuing, “She’s unfamiliar with the place, so it’s better for her to come over now, just in case something happens.”

Zhao Wuzhu was already around fifty-three or fifty-four years old, and the climate in the North was vastly different from the South. If she caught a cold or fever while staying alone in the guesthouse, it could be troublesome. It would be better to bring her over and figure things out later.

Gu Qinghan reached out and took Wen Nuan’s hand, gently rubbing it. He lowered his voice and asked, “Are you upset?”

Wen Nuan smiled faintly. She held his hand, feeling the cold from the outdoors still lingering on his skin. She covered his fingers with her palm and said, “It’s not that bad. Just go get a permit and bring her over as soon as possible. We’ll see if we need to add an extra bed to our room or figure something else out.”

She definitely didn’t want Zhao Wuzhu to sleep with Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen sometimes had to take care of the children, and Aunt Chen wouldn’t necessarily be willing to have her mother-in-law stay with her either.

The large room’s bed already accommodated their whole family, and Wen Nuan didn’t want to crowd in with Zhao Wuzhu. Back when they were living in the old house, Zhao Wuzhu’s snoring was so loud that even through a wall, it could be heard.

Gu Qinghan sighed softly, “Sorry, Wen Nuan. I didn’t know my mom would suddenly come.”

He should have prepared Gu Qingsong earlier when he first got in contact with Lin Meizhi.

But he hadn’t expected that, before he could finish dealing with everything, Gu Qingsong would cause such a big problem right now.

Wen Nuan smiled and rested her head on his broad shoulder. She chuckled and said, “This isn’t really your fault. Besides, she’s your mom. We just had Bao Bao and Zhou Zhou, so maybe she’s just here to see the kids.”

Wen Nuan wasn’t really bothered. As long as they didn’t have to live together all the time, it was fine.

She had finally created the life she wanted—a peaceful, stable home. If Zhao Wuzhu were to ruin that, Wen Nuan would definitely confront her.

At that time, Gu Qinghan, caught in the middle, would not feel comfortable.

If she behaved well and didn’t cause any trouble, she would be willing to coexist peacefully.

Gu Qinghan’s face wasn’t too pleasant. He held Wen Nuan’s waist and slowly said, “It’s unlikely. I think it’s just that Gu Qingsong wants to rekindle his old flame with Lin Meizhi, but my mom disagrees. So that little brat has come up with this mess!”

Wen Nuan pursed her lips and said, “Your brother really lacks sense.”

Gu Qingsong’s long-lasting feelings for Lin Meizhi were hard to say whether they were good or bad, but at least Lin Meizhi had met the right person. All she hoped was that this time, she would cherish it properly.

Gu Qinghan kissed Wen Nuan on the forehead and said, “Maybe he’s just made up his mind. Don’t worry about her. I’ll go to the guest house later.”

“Don’t worry, wife. I definitely won’t let my mom stay here for too long.”

Gu Qinghan couldn’t remember when it had started, but he began to feel that he couldn’t live without Wen Nuan.

The years spent in the North had been the happiest and most fulfilling time of his life. Even with all the achievements and promotions, none of them compared to this period of happiness.

Even if they just sat together quietly every day, he felt an unparalleled sense of happiness.

After hearing Gu Qinghan’s words, Wen Nuan felt reassured and smiled. “Alright, after the baby’s 100th day, we’ll find a time to send your mom back.”

Gu Qinghan felt the soft breeze from Wen Nuan’s words pass through his ears. It made him feel a little itchy, and he thought about how their family would soon have one more member, which would bring some inconvenience.

Just as Gu Qinghan was about to kiss Wen Nuan properly, Lele suddenly ran out and said, “Mom, you’d better go check on Bao Bao, he peed again!”

“Zhou Zhou is crying again, and I can’t comfort him!”

Wen Nuan saw that Lele’s face was a bit red, probably because she had “tried hard,” and she lowered her head to kiss her, saying, “Our Lele has worked hard. Tonight, she’s been taking care of Bao Bao and Zhou Zhou for so long.”

“It’s really hard!” Lele’s round face almost squished together as she sighed and said, “Mom, I don’t want any more little babies. They just cry all the time, and they can’t talk.”

Wen Nuan smiled and patiently told her, “Lele, when you were little, you also couldn’t talk and cried a lot. Once your little brothers grow a bit older, it’ll be fine.”

Lele made a face at her mom, put her hands on her hips, and snorted, “That’s not true! Dad said I was so good when I was little. I wasn’t a crying baby!”

Lele had grown a bit taller and was even more eloquent, though she was still as chubby as ever, making her very cute.

At this moment, with her hands on her hips, Gu Qinghan thought she was incredibly adorable. He couldn’t help but reminisce about when Lele was younger and sighed along with his daughter, “That’s right. Your two little brothers are such crybabies, but you, our Lele, were so well-behaved back then, always smiling.”

When Wen Nuan heard Gu Qinghan say that, she pinched the area between his back and waist. “Can you stop talking?!”

Gu Qinghan raised an eyebrow and kissed her on the cheek. “I didn’t lie.”

As soon as his words fell, the two little kids in the room seemed to have “understood” the displeasure of their father, and began to cry loudly.

Wen Nuan couldn’t hold back anymore. She gritted her teeth and said, “Go and comfort them!”

Gu Qinghan had no choice but to return to the room with a sheepish look, attempting to calm the two crying babies. But the more he tried to soothe them, the louder they cried.

Wen Nuan and Lele couldn’t stand it any longer. They entered the room to chase him out.

Gu Qinghan, feeling helpless, knew his two troublesome kids always turned to him for trouble. Every night, as soon as it was his turn, they would cry especially loudly. He wondered if they were somehow seeking revenge for his earlier comment about them being ugly when they were born.

After washing up, Gu Qinghan went out to the guesthouse, and also made a stop at the political office.

When he returned home, Wen Nuan and the kids were already asleep.

Before climbing into bed, he made sure to wash his hands and feet, then crawled into bed. Outside, light snowflakes were drifting down. Gu Qinghan, using the faint glow of a flashlight, looked at Wen Nuan, who was sleeping peacefully, with a tender gaze.

It wasn’t until she turned over in her sleep, dissatisfied, that Gu Qinghan leaned over, kissed her, and whispered softly, “Wife, I missed you so much.”

Since Bao Bao and Zhou Zhou were born, Wen Nuan had been in confinement for two months, and he had not dared to approach her. When the confinement ended at the beginning of the month, he had to go to Beijing, and after waiting for more than two months, he finally came back.

Wen Nuan slowly opened her eyes. Seeing the man so close to her, she buried her head into his chest and mumbled, “Qinghan, you’re back.”

Gu Qinghan reached out, his hand brushing over the smoothness of her skin. He took a deep breath and, in a hoarse voice, said, “Wife, look at me.”

When Wen Nuan lifted her head, she met a pair of heated eyes, familiar yet strange.

But the next moment, the man lowered his head and kissed her, wildly and roughly, much like the first time they had been physically close after coming to the North, a perfect example of a young man.

Wen Nuan slightly parted her lips, giving the man an opportunity to deepen the kiss. She heard him lower his voice, hoarsely saying, “Nuan Nuan, is it okay?”

“I missed you so much, really, I missed you a lot.”

Hearing the affectionate words, Wen Nuan reached out and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, nodding.

The next morning, when she woke up, Gu Qinghan was no longer in bed, and the children hadn’t woken up yet.

Wen Nuan touched the clothes she was wearing and still felt a sense of disbelief about everything that had happened the previous night. Had they resumed their married life?

After a while, Aunt Chen’s voice was heard. “Is this your mother-in-law? Welcome, welcome, please come inside.”

Wen Nuan thought for a moment but remained calm, lying flat and planning to give her mother-in-law a little “show of authority” to remind her that she was still the same old, lazy Wen Nuan.

Zhao Wuzhu had followed Gu Qinghan for a long time before finally arriving at the family compound. She didn’t expect their house to be in the very last row, and it was the last one in that row. She instinctively felt that the location of their house was not ideal.

It was too far away!

Gu Qinghan was carrying Zhao Wuzhu’s luggage and walking ahead, saying, “Mom, this is the house Wen Nuan and I live in.”

When Zhao Wuzhu heard this, she became even more displeased. What did he mean, “our house”?

Did this mean she was now an outsider?

However, despite her dissatisfaction, Zhao Wuzhu didn’t voice it. She only said, “Qinghan, why is your house at the very end of the row? Aren’t you a regimental officer? Why aren’t you in the front row? At least in the middle, why didn’t you apply for a place that’s a little further out?”

In Zhao Wuzhu’s mind, the houses at the front were the best, while places like Gu Qinghan’s were the leftovers.

There were so many officers in the army with ranks lower than Gu Qinghan’s. It didn’t make sense for him to be assigned to the last row.

Gu Qinghan replied, “The last row is quieter. Wen Nuan likes it here.” His words left Zhao Wuzhu speechless.