Being A Shrew to My Ex-Husband After Our Divorce

After Xu Zhouyuan returned to country M, Yunsu asked Li Yun and Liang Feng to arrange important things for the next week. She planned to deal with the more important things for Qianxing and Chaoyun recently, and then accompany Mr. Tang to C. City trip.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of July has passed.

As August approached, Yunsu asked Li Yun to arrange the itinerary and took Mr. Tang and Wu Qili to City C.

At the end of July, the whole country was in a state of scorching heat, and City C was no exception.

Last year, Yunsu celebrated the Spring Festival in City D. This year, she went back to City C during the Qingming Festival. After that, she has only set foot in this city where she has lived for nearly 20 years.

As soon as I got out of the airport, a heat wave hit my face.

The car has already been arranged, Yun Su and the others have just left the airport, and the driver who came to pick them up waved: "Miss Yun, Mr. Tang, Mrs. Tang, the car is already in the parking lot, please come with me. trip."

Li Yun has always been caring, knowing that Yunsu and the others came back to City C this time. There were four people in a group. They said more or less, and one car could indeed carry all four of them. But Mr. Tang, an old man, The weather was so hot again, four people counted the five drivers, and three people sat in the back row, which was obviously a bit crowded, so Li Yun directly arranged for two drivers and two cars.

The two drivers came directly and took all the luggage that Yunsu and the others had in their hands. Yunsu didn't refuse, he put the luggage, and helped Mr. Tang to hold an umbrella and walk to the parking lot.

It's not the first time Tang Guozhong came to City C, but the last time he came to City C was more than 40 years ago.

Yunsu accompanies him in a car, and the assistant and Wu Qili take another car.

The car got off the airport expressway, and Mr. Tang looked at the unfamiliar things outside the car window. This city C is no longer what he remembered.

"Forty years ago, I was transferred here for three years, and I have seen this city C. I didn't expect that now I can't find any shadow of the past."

Yunsu on the side smiled: "Grandpa, it's been forty years. Not to mention that long, even after my university left here, the changes in City C have been great."

When she went to Jiangcheng to study at university, there was no high-speed rail in City C, and high-rise buildings were rare. Now there are new buildings everywhere, and new buildings are changing with each passing day.

Mr. Tang tilted his head and glanced at her: "Yes, it's been forty years."

He said and sighed: "In a blink of an eye, it has been forty years."

This year is the thirty-eighth year that Tang Yu has been lost. If Tang Yu was still alive, she would be almost fifty years old.

Pity.

Thinking of Tang Yu, the smile on Mr. Tang's face became silent little by little.

He didn't speak any more, just tilted his head and looked out the car window at the city where his daughter had lived for nearly 30 years. It was a pity that he was the only one who came.

If the old lady can hold on a little longer, she can come here to see the home where their daughter used to be.

Seeing that Mr. Tang suddenly didn't speak, Yunsu knew what he was thinking, and didn't disturb him.

The carriage returned to quiet, and after more than half an hour, the car drove into the community.

Although Yunsu doesn't come back all the year round, Li Yun will have people come over to clean up the plot regularly.

The empty refrigerator was stuffed with a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables, and every bedding in the room was washed and dried.

Yunsu took out the clothes in the suitcase and hung them up, reported to Xu Zhouyuan that he was safe, and then went out to take a cup to check.

The journey was exhausted by boat and car. After all, Mr. Tang was old, and his face was already a bit tired.

Yunsu put the tea on the desk beside him: "Grandpa, drink tea."

Mr. Tang, who was standing on the balcony, looked back at her: "Your neighborhood has a good scenery."

Yunsu smiled, "I'll have something to eat later, you can rest for a while. In the evening, I'll take you and your aunt out for a walk."

Anyway, it's hot now, and going out during the day is not a good choice.

Everyone is here, and Mr. Tang is not in a hurry anymore.

He nodded: "Okay."

Saying that, he walked in with his hands behind his back, and after drinking a cup of tea made by Yunsu, he sighed slightly: "I'm getting old."

Seven or eight years ago, he and the old man Wu went to climb the mountain every three or five hours without breathing for five or six hours.

It's fine now, but after taking two trains and a plane, people feel tired.

"It's not up to you whether you're old or not."

Seeing that he had finished drinking a cup of tea, Yunsu brought the teapot to him again.

Mr. Tang, who is usually such a serious person, is just a kind little old man in front of Yunsu: "Oh, what's the final say?"

Yunsu pursed her lips and smiled, and sold her off: "Of course this is—"

"Your eyes have the final say. Grandpa, your eyes are clear, except for the inconvenience of your legs and feet, and you are full of anger in your speech. Where is the old-fashioned? Time is not forgiving, but you can't blindly recognize your old age."

Yun Su doesn't really know how to say good things, and these words are her inner thoughts.

In her opinion, Mr. Tang is old in age, but his mentality is still prosperous.

Although he felt that he was getting old, what kind of things did he do to recognize his old age?

The death of Mr. Wu has given Mr. Tang a lot of feelings. For more than half a year, Mr. Tang likes to play around and travels around with his assistant. His mind is much broader than before.

Hearing Yunsu's words, Mr. Tang laughed: "Why are you saying the same thing as your brother, did you collude to make fun of me?"

"What's wrong with you? It's clearly, my brother and I's evaluation is true."

As soon as Yunsu finished speaking, he saw Mr. Tang yawning. Yunsu knew that he was tired, so he didn't say much, and let him rest for a while, so he went out with tea.

Wu Qili had also packed up and was sitting on the sofa drinking water. When she saw Yunsu come out, she smiled: "You little family, it's pretty well laid out."

Yunsu bought this house a long time ago, and her decorations are all closer to the home in her memory. Although the style is much newer, it still retains the warmth of the past.

Hearing Wu Qili's words, Yunsu didn't hide it: "It's a bit like my old home."

Wu Qili was stunned for a rare moment, then came back to her senses: "Silly child, you have a family now, or two."

Yunsu is actually not uncomfortable. It's been so long, and if you want to be sad, it was already sad enough back then. Year after year, she misses and regrets that her parents were not able to stay with her for a longer time.

What's more, now, as Wu Qili said, she already has two families, one is her and Xu Zhouyuan's small family, and the other is Tang's family.

"I know, Auntie."