Chapter 139: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 139
Chapter 139: Busy raising a family in a foreign land 139
Wei Miao took the key and accompanied Wei Ada to the yard left for her by the old stall owner in the concession.
Time seemed to have gone back to last summer. The area around the patio was still overgrown with weeds, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard was growing vigorously, and two magpies in the bird's nest were looking at the two people who came in curiously.
Wei Miao pushed open the door of the house and his eyes fell on the dust-covered mahogany table, on which there was a small square shape.
After the cholera outbreak, she thought about moving to the concession immediately, and the first place she thought of was this house.
She found time to come here once, and when she opened the door, she saw an envelope on the solid wooden table.
There was nothing written on the envelope, only a house deed inside.
Wei Miao thought about the situation in Northeast China that he had learned from the newspaper, and sighed in his heart that the cause and effect were already determined, so he might as well accept it calmly.
"My daughter, this house is almost the same as ours, except that the furniture and decoration are a bit better."
After Wei Ada's excitement, he looked at the small chandelier on the ceiling with confusion and emotion.
Such a good location, such a good house, the yard and area are much larger than the house in Julanli, but the price is the same.
Wei Miao spread out his hands, "Dad, you have to ask Mr. Lu about this. Maybe his friend is in urgent need of money."
Wei Ada looked at his daughter speechlessly and thought that he should go home and discuss it with the mistress of the house.
There's something a bit weird about this.
When the father and daughter finished checking the room and locked the door, the door opposite opened and a girl of about fifteen or sixteen came out. She looked up and saw the two of them and smiled generously.
"Is this your house?" The girl has a round face and big eyes, and speaks in a crisp voice, which makes people feel good about her.
Wei Miao also smiled with two dimples and nodded:
"Our family will live here from now on."
The little girl turned around and shouted to her family, "Uncle Bao, the family across the street has moved in."
After a while, a pale young man in a long gown came out.
Before he could say anything, he coughed a few times, which frightened the little girl so much that she quickly went back to the house and soon got him a piece of clothing to put on.
"Excuse me, Xiao Qian and I made a bet on when the owner of the other side will return."
Xiao Qian smiled and said, "I've been making this bet for three years."
When Wei Ada heard his daughter say that it was their own house, he didn't want to spoil it and just laughed dryly.
He thought that the man called "Uncle Bao" must be about the same age as him, but he never imagined that he was a thin young man with delicate features and elegant appearance.
“I wonder when the neighbors will move in?”
The elegant young man seemed to be trying hard to hold back the dry cough in his throat, and he even breathed a little when he spoke.
Xiao Qian quickly helped him walk home, "Uncle Bao, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have provoked you."
Uncle Bao looked at Wei Ada holding the bamboo lunch box in his hand and smiled gently:
"Here are black plum juice, pickled edamame, and duck legs in soy sauce?"
Xiao Qian's eyes widened, and he immediately asked in surprise: "Uncle Bao, are you hungry?"
After saying this, Xiao Qian looked at the food box in Wei Ada's hand with sparkling eyes and said earnestly:
"Uncle, little brother, my young master has been suffering from the summer heat and hasn't had a proper meal for a long time. Can we pay for the food in your lunch boxes?"
Wei Ada waved his hands quickly, "These foods are just home-cooked dishes, not worth the money, and we specially brought this to give to our relatives."
Xiao Qian's eyes dimmed, he took out a ten-franc note from his pocket and said pitifully:
"Then please give us some."
Wei Ada was soft-hearted and did not take the money. He gave half of the food in the lunch box to Xiao Qian.
Seeing that Wei Miao and the others refused to take any money, Xiao Qian went into the house, took out a stack of shopping coupons and stuffed them into Wei Miao's hands without any explanation.
"These are Dah Sing Department Store shopping vouchers. There is no threshold for them. They can be used to deduct anything you buy."
Before Wei Miao could react, Xiao Qian hurriedly helped Uncle Bao sit on the cushioned stone bench, handed him the chopsticks, and looked at him eagerly.
The young man called Uncle Bao raised his eyes and smiled at the father and daughter. The faint smile on his pale face made people feel like spring breeze.
Wei Ada and Wei Miao, one carrying a lunch box and the other holding a handful of shopping coupons, walked out of the alley.
"Ah Miao, this gentleman is not in good health. Please share with him some of the food that Auntie Nong brought for Sister Lan. It can be considered as helping others..."
Wei Miao saw Wei Ada's expression and knew that he was afraid that Xu Ayu would spit on him for his bad intentions when he returned.
Wei Miao gave half of the shopping vouchers to Wei Ada, "Dad, you use this to appease my mom, and I'll use these to appease Sister Lan."
Wei Ada looked at the shopping vouchers with the amount marked on them and exclaimed, "This family is very generous."
Wei Miao nodded in agreement. The shopping coupons ranged from fifty yuan to one or two yuan.
Xiao Qian calls Uncle Bao "Master", which shows that she is a servant. She gives away shopping coupons that can be exchanged for money at will, and the man called Uncle Bao has no reaction at all, which shows that this family is not ordinary people.
Ordinary people don’t have shopping coupons for the once popular Dah Sing Department Store.
The father and daughter were each thinking about their own things. When they walked out of the alley, the view in front of them suddenly opened up. The warm sunshine under the sycamore trees, the red tiles and white walls, it was a completely different world from the Chinese community.
"Dad, there is a hospital not far from here. Both the gynecology and pediatric departments are very famous. There is a police station opposite and a girls' school next to it. There is a school across three intersections..."
Wei Miao told Wei Ada everything he knew.
Decades ago, the French designed the city's streets in a radial pattern with the Bunraku Building as its center, which was similar to the Arc de Triomphe.
There are several universities on Fuxing Road, which is what makes Wei Miao most satisfied.
The father and daughter chatted and laughed along the way, walking and looking around, and finally arrived at the Dachang Coffee Shop.
Wei Ada said a little reservedly:
"Ah Miao, let's just call Sister Lan out. Dad would feel uncomfortable going into such a fashionable place."
Wei Miao did not insist and said to him:
"Then wait here for me. I'm going to go find Sister Lan."
When Wei Miao went in, he saw a handsome man and a beautiful woman coming out.
Hu Na wore a light white dress and a headband on her head, which held her long hair back, revealing her clean and full forehead. She had no makeup on her face, and looked pure and charming.
At the moment, she was shyly holding a man's arm, and the two were talking intimately.
The waiters around showed various expressions, some envy, some jealousy.
When Hu Na saw Wei Miao, the smile on her face froze for a moment, then she showed a kind smile and said gently:
"Ah Miao, are you looking for Sister Lan?"
Wei Miao smiled shyly, "I passed by here and came to see her."
Hu Na said, "She is in the kitchen. If you go there now, you can even have the coffee she made herself."
Zhang Er frowned impatiently, "Time is running out."
Hu Na smiled softly and said, "I understand."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Zhang Er's body stiffen. She followed Zhang Er's gaze and saw a charming woman in cheongsam getting out of the car at the door.
"Ah Miao?"
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