After I kicked out my boss, I became a landlady

After taking a shower, Wen Nuan felt relaxed and comfortable. She looked at the tidy room and felt a sense of peace in her heart.

Wen Nuan hadn't been home for a long time, but when she opened the door, she was surprised to find that the room was still as clean as new, obviously someone cleaned it regularly.

At this moment, she planned to take a nap. After all, a series of things happened from yesterday to today, and she was really tired. The feeling of exhaustion made her eager to relax.

Now that she has quit her job, she can allocate her time freely, and she plans to work as a freelancer.

This means she can live her life at her own pace and is no longer constrained by traditional working hours.

Wen Nuan lay in bed, the soft mattress and warm quilt made her feel extremely comfortable.

As the saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse. Wen Nuan deeply understands the meaning of this sentence.

In this quiet afternoon, warmth gradually fell into sleep.

There was a faint smile on her face, as if she saw a bright future in her dream.

When Wen Nuan woke up, she heard a lot of noise.

She sighed helplessly, knowing that it was the neighbors downstairs who were at work again.

The neighborhood where Mr. and Mrs. Wen live now is mostly inhabited by elderly people. The neighbors have harmonious relationships and lead regular lives.

Every evening around four or five o'clock, they would start dancing in the square, and the lively scene seemed to light up the entire community.

Wen Nuan stood up and walked to the windowsill, looking downstairs.

I saw that the elderly people downstairs had already started dancing happily, their faces were filled with smiles and full of energy.

Not far away, the children had also finished school, and the noise of their playing could be heard everywhere.

This picture full of life touched Wen Nuan's heart.

She watched all this quietly, with a feeling of nostalgia welling up in her heart.

Thinking back to the days when I worked hard in the big city, every day was a busy and stressful time.

At that time, life seemed to be just about work and running around. It has been a long time since I have been so close to life as I am now.

But I couldn't be happy when it was warm at night.

Most of the neighbors around were their relatives. When they heard the news that Wen Nuan had returned, they rushed over in a hurry as if they had heard important news.

As soon as Wen Nuan went downstairs, she heard the voices of Wen's father, Wen's mother and other aunts and uncles chatting. The lively atmosphere seemed to fill the whole house.

As soon as all the aunts and uncles saw Wen Nuan, they immediately surrounded her like a tide.

"Hey, Wen Nuan, why did you come back at this time? Are you tired of living in the big city? Tell me, you insisted on going to the big city to make a living, but now you know how good it is to live in your hometown, right?"

A plump auntie spoke first, with a half-smile on her face.

Wen Nuan grinned, revealing an awkward but polite smile, and muttered to herself, "Hey, why do you interrogate me right after you come back?"

"Hey, how's your work going? Did your boss fire you? It's hard to work in a big city. The pressure is so great. You might as well come back and find a stable job."

Another tall and thin aunt continued, her eyes full of curiosity.

Wen Nuan scratched her head and laughed dryly: "Auntie, the work is so exciting, and my boss really loves me. I came back purely because I miss my parents. Hehe."

"Oh my, do you have a boyfriend? Don't just focus on work and delay yourself. Is it because you are too picky and no one wants you? Haha."

A hot-tempered aunt laughed and joked, and the people around her also laughed.

Wen Nuan quickly added: "Oh, aunts, uncles, I was so busy with work before, I had no time to find a boyfriend.

But now I have time, I am looking for it. Hehe, we will see when the time comes, if there is good news I will let you all know as soon as possible. "

"When are you getting married? Look at how old you are. If you delay any longer, you'll become an old maid. Are you asking too much and scaring off the young men?"

A gray-haired grandmother spoke earnestly, her face full of concern.

Wen Nuan felt like she was being roasted on a fire, and waved her hands helplessly:

"Grandma, don't worry about it. Marriage is all about fate, right? Who knows, fate might just hit me on the head someday."

A series of questions bombarded Wen Nuan like a string of cannonballs, leaving her overwhelmed.

She stood there, at a loss as to what to do, like a little mouse surrounded by a group of cats.

I was complaining in my heart: "Oh my, this is really a 'family torture', why am I so unlucky."

She didn't know how to answer these questions and could only smile awkwardly and respond vaguely.

Wen Nuan thought, if she had known earlier, she would have gone downstairs later. Now she is "besieged" by these relatives. This is really a "sweet disaster".

Wen Nuan was "roasted" by relatives' questions so many times that she felt dizzy, as if there was a group of bees buzzing in her head.

She sighed helplessly, and secretly sighed in her heart: "Alas, this is really something I can bear for one day, but I definitely can't bear it for two days!"

Wen Nuan felt like a little ant under a magnifying glass, with nowhere to escape.

She looked eagerly at her relatives around her, hoping that a savior would appear and rescue her from this "dire straits".

However, everyone seemed to be immersed in their "concern" for her and had no intention of letting her go.

Wen Nuan could only pray silently in her heart that this "torture storm" would pass quickly so that she could have a moment of peace.

Wen Nuan was overwhelmed by the "continuous bombardment" from her relatives, and she quickly looked to Wen's father for help.

However, Father Wen pretended not to see her, and looked away deliberately, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Wen Nuan felt a wave of resentment in her heart, and quickly turned her gaze to Wen's mother.

But Wen's mother just glanced at her indifferently, then gave her a look that said "take care of yourself", and ignored her.

Wen Nuan was so helpless now that she felt like crying. She was totally at a loss as to what to do.

Suddenly, she had an idea and quickly found an excuse: "Oh, we are out of soy sauce at home. You guys chat first while I go out to get some soy sauce."

After saying this, he didn't care about his relatives' reactions and ran away quickly.

Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief as she ran, as if she had escaped from a terrible disaster.

She decided to stroll outside for a while and wait until all the relatives had left before going back, so as to avoid being caught up in the headache-inducing "storm of questioning" again.

Relatives looked at Wen Nuan's fleeing back, and someone shouted, "Does this kid still need help? There's a convenience store next door, just call her."

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads and laughed, thinking that Wen Nuan's excuse was not very clever.

After Wen Nuan ran for a distance, she heard what her relatives said and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

She thought that she was in a hurry at the time and made up an excuse. She didn't know what she said.

Wen Nuan thought that when people are anxious, they can say anything.

But I can't care about so much now, I'll just hide for a while.

Wen Nuan walked aimlessly outside, wondering when would be the best time to go back.

She looked back from time to time, fearing that her relatives would catch up with her.