Chapter 36

He was cutting vegetables with quite skillful movements. The sound of cutting vegetables could be heard from the kitchen to the yard.

It was also the first time that Tang Huan knew that his uncle could cook. He didn’t know how good his cooking skills were, but he looked quite professional.

The sounds of cutting vegetables and frying vegetables were heard. Tang Huan sat in the yard and watched him busy in the kitchen.

Meng Qinghe got home from get off work with a small pile of things in his hand. He put the things in his hand on the table in front of Tang Huan as he passed by. “I just ran into the third kid on the way. He said these were things in Zeyu’s cabinet, and he took them back.”

Since these things belong to Meng Zeyu, Meng Qinghe thinks they should be given to Tang Huan. Although they are not valuable, they are at least a thought.

After putting down his things, Meng Qinghe went back to the house to wash up.

The third kid should be the one who bought the job, right?

Tang Huan looked down at the things on the table: two books, a pen, a notebook, and a small wooden box.

The books were all about mechanics, and Tang Huan couldn’t understand them. She flipped through them casually and found a lot of notes inside.

Afraid that the notebook was used by him to write a diary, Tang Huan did not open it to read. These were all Meng Zeyu’s privacy, and she was not going to read them. The best way was to find a place to put them.

Meng Zeyan brought the porridge he had just scooped up and placed it in front of Tang Huan, letting her fill her stomach. He saw the other things on the table and asked, “Are these all Zeyu’s?”

Tang Huan nodded and stacked the things up.

Meng Zeyan said, “Would it be convenient for me to take a look?”

“······” There seemed to be no reason to refuse. It was normal for an older brother to want to see his younger brother’s belongings.

Tang Huan pushed the things towards him and told him to do as he pleased.

She didn’t watch it because she was not familiar with Meng Zeyu and she was not his real wife, so she was indeed not qualified to watch it.

Meng Zeyan bent down and sat down, and the first thing he picked up was the notebook.

He never knew that his younger brother had a hobby of writing a diary.

The dates on this diary are not for every day. It seems that Meng Zeyu is not recording his own affairs, but recording his occasional contacts with another person.

In the first two pages, Meng Zeyan thought that the “she” in the diary referred to Tang Huan, until he turned out a photo.

The person in the photo is not Tang Huan.

The female comrade looked a little older than Tang Huan and had a plainer appearance.

Meng Zeyan picked up the photo and showed it to Tang Huan, “Do you know her?”

Shaking his head, Tang Huan said he had never seen it.

Meng Zeyan put the photo back and flipped a few pages. It is called a diary, but in fact it is the story of Meng Zeyu’s one-sided secret love.

The last date in the diary was two days before their wedding, which was also the day when Meng Zeyu was completely desperate. He decided to give up his secret love and live a good life with his future wife.

The owner of the diary is his own younger brother. If he were still alive, Meng Zeyan would probably kick him twice when he saw him doing such a thing.

Liking someone and going on blind dates to get married, and pestering someone two days before the wedding, this is a moral issue.

Unfortunately, he is no longer with us. Although Meng Zeyan is angry, he also feels sorry for his wishful thinking.

Closing the notebook and handing it to Tang Huan, Meng Zeyan said in a low voice: “Take a look at it too.”

He guessed that she definitely hadn’t seen it yet. If she had, she wouldn’t be so calm.

He asked her to look, there must be something wrong, Tang Huan opened the notebook and started reading.

The more she read, the slower she became. Why didn’t Comrade Meng Zeyu become a poet? Such literary talent, such romantic style.

Tang Huan had just taken a quick look at the photo, and after turning to it this time, he observed it carefully. The female comrade in the photo was 50% similar to the original person in terms of her eyebrows.

She had suddenly lost weight and there were some subtle changes in her appearance. Her face now looked more like her in her previous life. So there is no resemblance at all to the lesbians in the painting.

Did the original body encounter a substitute problem?

If your secret crush fails, go on a blind date and find someone who looks like her. Meng Zeyu’s love-brained…

After taking a last look, Tang Huan closed the notebook, lowered his eyes and said nothing. As his body became more and more compatible with hers, the original body’s emotions gradually faded away.

If she had the same emotions as her original self, she might be angry and sad.

But the person in the body now is Tang Huan, and she has no feelings for Meng Zeyu. She is a little shocked, but when she thinks that her original body also had no feelings for Meng Zeyu, and she did it to get away from that home, she feels relieved.

She was not sad or heartbroken, but rather strangely calm. Meng Zeyan couldn’t guess what she was thinking?

“Can this be kept secret? Don’t let my parents know.” Meng Zeyan said that the old couple are old, so it’s better not to let them know about these things.

Tang Huan nodded, “I will.”

I don’t know how to comfort her. Maybe Tang Huan doesn’t need comfort, but there are some things Meng Zeyan must say: “I’m sorry, I apologize on behalf of Zeyu.”

No matter what, what Meng Zeyu did was not fair.

Tang Huan curled the corners of his lips and looked at him with a smile, “Brother, I can’t say it doesn’t matter.”

She was afraid that her original spirit would come up to her one day and slap her, asking her why she accepted her apology.

Meng Zeyan also smiled faintly, “Apologizing and being forgiven are two different things, I understand.”

He stood up and looked at the things on the table. “Shall I take you back to your room?”

If we keep these things here, the old couple might not be curious, so it’s better to send them back.

Tang Huan piled up the things and said, “Thank you.”

Meng Zeyan took the things and helped her back to the room. Without even entering the room, he pushed the door open, reached in, put the things on the chair beside the door, then closed the door and left.

Tang Huan turned around and watched his movements from beginning to end. When he turned around, she quickly turned back and accidentally hit her knee, which made her face wrinkle in pain.

Meng Zeyan didn’t notice her little action and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking. His hands kept moving, but he was actually distracted.

Those throbbing emotions that were buried deep in his heart and forcefully suppressed seemed to want to break out of the ground. Should he obey or seal it up again?

Not long after, Comrade Xing Cui came back with a full bag on her back and a lot of things in her hands. She returned with a full load.

The father and son were cooking in the kitchen. Xing Cui ignored them, put the things in her hands on a small stool, and took out clothes from her bag first.

The whole set of red sportswear exudes a youthful vibe.

A white turtleneck sweater paired with flared jeans creates a gentle and intellectual look. In addition to jeans, there is also a dark blue woolen long skirt with a sweater.

A black base shirt with a woolen plaid jacket and straight-leg jeans underneath.

The bag is not big, but I can stuff three sets of clothes into it!

After seeing her mother-in-law’s trophies, Tang Huan couldn’t help but admire her taste. She liked every piece.

“How is it? Do they all look good?” Xing Cui couldn’t wait to ask Tang Huan after the show.

She gathered four or five sisters together to study it, and these were the only ones they were satisfied with.

“It looks good~” Tang Huan gave a thumbs up and praised generously: “Mom, you have a good taste!”

Xing Cui Le was delighted. She picked up the paper-wrapped object on the stool and opened it quickly. It turned out to be a pair of brown leather boots.

Open another one, a pair of men’s leather shoes…

“You took the wrong one. This is for your dad.” Putting the leather shoes down, Xing Cui opened another one. This time it was a pair of pure white sneakers.

Three sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes must be expensive.

Tang Huan held the clothes in his arms, “Mom, how much did you spend on these?”

“It didn’t cost much, it’s cheap~” Xing Cui took the clothes back from Tang Huan’s arms, “I’ll put them in your room first.”

It seemed that the mother-in-law was still not going to accept the money. Tang Huan sighed. She didn’t know how to repay her.

Give them money. The old couple are not short of money. To be honest, she is the poor one.

It seems that she has nothing else, all she can do is accompany…

“Xiao Huan, are those your documents on the chair?” Xing Cui folded her clothes and put them in the closet. When she was about to go out, she noticed a pile of things on the chair and asked casually.

Tang Huan stood up in shock and shouted to the inside of the house, “Mom, those are all my study materials, don’t touch them.”

Xing Cui didn’t doubt it. She picked up the pile of things and put them on the desk next to Tang Huan’s schoolbag. “Why are the documents on the chair? I’ll put them next to your schoolbag for you so you don’t forget to take them tomorrow.”

Tang Huan anxiously called Xing Cui out: “Mom, dinner is ready, come out quickly!”

“I’m coming.” After putting her things away, Xing Cui turned off the lights, closed the door and walked over.

Meng Zeyan and his son Meng Qinghe brought out the food at the right time and the meal officially started.