GBP Chapter 129 Memories of the Past
Chapter 129 Memories of the Past
Ye Wanqing quickly composed herself and responded calmly, "Actually, I'm already married."
"Look at Wanqing, how mature and steady she is!"
Aunt Wang took the opportunity to tease Zhao Jinyu again, and when she turned her eyes to Ye Wanqing, she was full of approval.
Such a gentle and dignified girl was grown up by the eyes of the couple, but their son failed to seize the opportunity. I really don’t know which lucky person can marry her.
The more Aunt Wang thought about it, the more regretful she felt. She couldn't help but talk about Zhao Jinyu again: "Wanqing is already married, and you haven't even seen the shadow of a girlfriend!"
Ye Wanqing gently placed the teacup in her hand on the table and spoke calmly again: "However, I am single again now, Aunt Wang."
As soon as Ye Wanqing said this, everyone's attention was focused on her.
Aunt Wang looked at Ye Wanqing with concern: "What's wrong? Does he not know how to cherish?"
Ye Wanqing shook her head slightly: "We have different ideas."
She smiled and added, "Happiness is not determined by whether a family is complete or not. Mr. Zhao just hasn't met the right person yet."
Her words helped Zhao Jinyu out of the predicament.
Zhao Jinyu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Mom, did you hear that?"
"Happiness is indeed not measured by the integrity of the family, but if you won't even go on a blind date, where are you going to find a girlfriend?"
Zhao Jinyu leaned back on the sofa and glanced at Ye Wanqing sideways, "Don't I already know her?"
Ye Wanqing was slightly startled. She didn't expect Zhao Jinyu to bring up the topic of herself. She didn't hesitate: "If we weren't neighbors, Mr. Zhao and I might not be so familiar with each other."
Aunt Wang on the side laughed: "Look, Wanqing doesn't even bother to smooth things over for you!"
"Wanqing, don't call him Mr. Zhao. He's older than you. Just call him Brother Jinyu. If you keep calling him Mr. Zhao, people who don't know him will think he's so hard to approach that he can't even get a girlfriend!"
"Brother Jinyu is indeed very charming." Ye Wanqing smiled and changed the way he addressed her.
Aunt Wang asked about Ye Wanqing's recent life. When she heard that her mother was not in good health, Aunt Wang couldn't help but sigh: "It's really not easy for you."
After chatting for a while, the sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. Aunt Wang warmly invited her to stay for dinner, and then she turned and went into the kitchen to busy herself.
Uncle Zhao took out an exquisite Go set and asked, "Wanqing knows how to play Go, right?"
"Didn't Uncle Zhao teach me?" Ye Wanqing responded with a smile.
She also learned Go from Uncle Zhao, but she stopped playing later because of her busy schedule, so her level is just barely "good enough".
"You still remember it? That's great." Uncle Zhao smiled. "Come on, let's play a game together!"
"What about me?" Zhao Jinyu interrupted.
"Go to the kitchen and help your mother cook!" Uncle Zhao ordered bluntly.
So, Ye Wanqing played Go with Uncle Zhao.
"That's great progress," Uncle Zhao commented.
Ye Wanqing persisted for nearly an hour, but was eventually defeated.
Uncle Zhao smiled and nodded: "You used to surrender in ten minutes."
Ye Wanqing was a little embarrassed: "Uncle Zhao, your chess skills are so superb."
Uncle Zhao was a Go master when he was young. It was not easy for Ye Wanqing to stay under his guidance for so long.
"Jin Yu may not be able to beat you." Uncle Zhao changed the subject.
At this time, Zhao Jinyu came out of the kitchen carrying dishes: "Dad, are you underestimating me too much?"
Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "How about, after dinner, you and Wanqing play a round together?"
"Why play chess? Let's eat first!" Aunt Wang brought out the soup, and Ye Wanqing went downstairs holding the handrail to wash her hands.
After dinner, Ye Wanqing and Zhao Jinyu played a game of Go.
After a fierce battle, Ye Wanqing narrowly won with a slight advantage of one stone. Zhao Jinyu smiled brightly: "I really can't underestimate you!"
He glanced at the time and said, "It's getting late, uncle and aunt, you should rest first, don't let Wanqing stay up too late."
"You kid!" Aunt Wang said this, but she was still very happy in her heart. Although it was still early, Ye Wanqing knew that the elders were used to going to bed early, so she also said goodbye.
Although the two families lived only across the street from each other, Ye Wanqing had difficulty walking, so Aunt Wang asked Zhao Jinyu to take her home.
Ye Wanqing was about to refuse, but Zhao Jinyu had already spoken: "I'll take you there."
Ye Wanqing glanced at him and saw that he seemed to have something to say: "Okay then."
As soon as he walked out of the house, Zhao Jinyu took out the fireworks he bought that afternoon and asked, "Do you want to set them off?"
Ye Wanqing just remembered this. Seeing the fireworks in Zhao Jinyu's hand, she couldn't help but smile: "So you like this too."
Zhao Jinyu raised an eyebrow. "There shouldn't be many people in the community square. Should we go there?"
"Okay."
The children were playing downstairs, the breeze was blowing gently in the square, and the moonlight was bright. It was a great place to relax.
The rain continued to fall, and Zhao Jinyu considerately let her stand in front of the large tarpaulin under the eaves to prevent the rain from wetting her clothes.
He took out a lighter from his pocket and handed the firework stick to Ye Wanqing: "Come, I'll help you light this brilliant firework."
Ye Wanqing held the delicate little umbrella tightly in one hand, and carefully took the firework stick that was about to bloom with the other hand.
Zhao Jinyu slowly squatted down beside her, the flame of the lighter dancing in the rain, as if giving the final warm-up for the beauty that was about to take place.
With a slight "hiss" sound, the firework stick instantly burst into a dazzling light, illuminating the faces of the two people with exceptional softness.
Not wanting to be left behind, he lit a firework stick himself, drawing brilliant arcs in the air, as if adding a different touch of color to the rainy night.
"I haven't heard you mention it before. It turns out you are also a 'native' of this community." There was a hint of surprise in Zhao Jinyu's voice.
Ye Wanqing tilted her head slightly, her eyes falling gently on his face: "Yes, this place carries too many memories of mine, but it's been too long since I came back."
It has been almost ten years since her grandparents passed away one after another. This place has become a soft place in her heart that she doesn't want to touch.
After her grandfather passed away, she followed his wishes and took her grandmother's ashes to another city, where they had shared memories and a new beginning.
Zhao Jinyu stared at her quietly, a gentle light flashing in his eyes: "We should have met once when we were young."
"Oh?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Ye Wanqing's eyes. Those long-lost memories have now become blurred.
The firework stick in her hand gradually burned out. She sighed and picked up a new one.
This time, she decided to light this beauty herself. Taking the lighter from Zhao Jinyu, she pressed it lightly, and the flame instantly jumped up, lighting the fuse of the firework stick.
"When I was little, I was a real troublemaker." Ye Wanqing's lips curled up into a nostalgic smile. "During the Spring Festival, I set off these fireworks sticks at home and almost set the curtains on fire."
Zhao Jinyu couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "I really can't believe you're so quiet now."
"Really? I still remember when I was a kid, I graffitied on the wall of your house and knocked over your dad's favorite potted plant." Ye Wanqing's words were a little naughty, as if she had returned to that carefree childhood.
Perhaps it was the warm yet slightly sad atmosphere tonight that made her open the floodgates of her memories, and those naughty days flooded into her mind like a tide.
She smiled, her eyes twinkling with memories of those days, though playful, yet full of joy and innocence.
The firework stick went out again. She gently put away her smile, and her eyes were filled with a hint of inquiry: "Where did we meet when we were kids?"
"It should have been when you first started elementary school." Zhao Jinyu's voice was filled with nostalgia. "One year, my mother suddenly dreamed of her childhood. She felt a little uneasy, so she brought me back to this community. I had just started elementary school at that time, and it was summer vacation."
He continued, "As soon as we arrived at the community that day, we saw a little girl chasing butterflies in the garden. She was running and laughing, her face covered in dirt and sweat, looking like a carefree elf.
When she saw me, her eyes lit up like stars. She wasn't shy at all and ran over to ask me curiously who I was and if I was the new neighbor.
Speaking of this, Zhao Jinyu's eyes also flashed with a gentle light. At that time, Ye Wanqing's cheeks were rosy, her eyes were as clear as spring water, and she was so lively that people couldn't help but want to get close to her and want to protect that innocence and beauty.