The rural daughter-in-law of the bank president

"Are you married?" Zhang Li asked, looking at the wedding ring.

"Yeah!" Lele nodded.

"Are you here to visit someone?" Zhang Li became more and more curious.

"My husband's grandparents are here." Lele said it very unnaturally.

"Oh! You are so lucky. You study so well and marry such a good man." Zhang Li became visibly sad.

"What about you? The job here is pretty stable, right?" Lele asked.

"It's okay, except for being harassed sometimes, everything else is fine." Zhang Li said lightly.

"Do you still remember Zhang Xia from Class 2?" Zhang Li suddenly asked.

"I remember, she was the prettiest girl in Class 2 at that time. But didn't she drop out of school in the third year of junior high school?" Lele asked.

"Well, she was from the same village as me, and she died some time ago!" Zhang Li said calmly.

"Ah? What's going on?" Lele asked in shock.

"She dropped out of school because she was pregnant. Her parents didn't want compensation from the school and insisted on suing her. She gave birth to the child and said they wanted a paternity test. They were entangled for years, and then her father was hit by a car and died. Her mother took drugs, and when the child was lost, she went crazy. When she was found a while ago, she had been dead for several days..."

Lele was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. His nails dug into his palms, it hurt!

Lele took a deep breath and felt like something was blocking his chest, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Are you okay?" Lele asked vaguely.

"I, I'm fine. Thank you for the first time. The second time, I took birth control pills. He gave me money and my family happened to need money, so..." Zhang Li said that she was fine, but she choked up and couldn't speak before she finished her words.

Lele was silent for a moment, then hugged Zhang Li and patted her shoulder.

After a long silence, Lele took out his cell phone and said, "Save my number. You can call me anytime if you have anything to say to me."

Zhang Li reported the number and Lele saved it.

"If you're sad or want to talk to someone, I'm available." Lele paused, then added, "Those things weren't our fault. We shouldn't carry them for the rest of our lives. Let the past be the past."

Lele remembered what Wei Wuya said to her: Chen Guofu went in!

"Yeah." Zhang Li regained her composure and nodded.

"Are you married?" Lele asked Zhang Li. She thought such a beautiful girl wouldn't stay until now, but Zhang Li was not wearing a ring.

"I'm dating someone, but he said he doesn't want to get married yet, so they haven't gotten married yet. He asked someone to get me this job." Zhang Li didn't look happy.

"Yeah." Lele felt a little blocked in his heart, so he didn't develop the topic any further.

Just then, the cell phone rang. It was Wei Wuya. They could hear each other's ringtones. Lele walked in and saw Wei Wuya sitting on the bench inside.

Lele waved his hand, and Wei Wuya stood up and walked over.

"Are you ready? Grandpa and grandma are waiting for us." Wei Wuya didn't even look at Zhang Li, there was only Lele in his eyes.

"Then we can make an appointment again when we have time. I'm leaving first!" Lele and Zhang Li waved and walked towards the apartment area.

Zhang Li watched the tall Wei Wuya hug Lele tightly as they walked away, her eyes filled with envy. Although she was only a nurse, everyone who lived here was a "noble" person. She could recognize the keys to luxury cars, the luxury clothing, and even the ranks and military titles of officers. She could tell that Wei Wuya was both rich and noble.

When they arrived at their grandparents' room, grandma opened the door to welcome them.

Lele and Wei Wuya arrived in the room, and Grandpa was writing freely. Grandpa's handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and very beautiful, not like the handwriting of an 80-year-old man.

Lele was staring in a trance.

"Wuya, Lele, you are here." After finishing the last stroke, grandpa looked up and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Grandpa!" Lele called out obediently.

Grandpa put down his brush, and Wei Wuya stepped forward to help him clean the brush and inkstone, and placed the words he had just written by the window.

Grandpa washed his hands, took out a blue and beige handkerchief and dried his hands.

"Come, Lele, there's something I need your help to deliver." Grandpa said as he took Lele to the cabinet next to the desk, took out a small key, opened a drawer, and took out a paper scroll from it. The scroll was a natural wood color and was decorated with wooden shaft heads at both ends.

"If you go to Xijing in September, take this to Grandpa Si's house. I'll ask Wu Ya to send you his address and contact information." Grandpa's voice was deep and powerful, without the wheezing of an old man, and there was not even a feeling of phlegm in his throat.

"Oh, grandpa, I'm not sure yet." Lele's tears were about to overflow, but she felt a little embarrassed.

"You passed such a difficult exam, so what is there to be uncertain about?" Grandpa smiled gently. Lele felt like he was looking at his own grandfather and felt very close to him.

Lele didn't ask why her grandfather didn't send it. She thought there must be a reason why he did so.

Wei Wuya went out to get some water. Lele glanced at his grandfather's calligraphy and saw a painting called "Wuya" lying quietly in the corner of the desk. Lele went over and picked it up. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Grandpa, can you give me this calligraphy?"

Grandpa looked at Lele with a smile and said, "Of course, I'll get you something to put it in." He pulled out a scroll of similar size from a pile of scrolls in the corner of the room and handed it to Lele.

Lele finished packing the words, and Wei Wuya also came in. Grandpa looked at it and said, "Let's go."

Grandpa and grandma didn’t take anything with them because they had to come back after dinner.

When we arrived at Dijingyuan, Lin Xianglan and Wei Qifeng greeted us respectfully at the elevator entrance.

Grandpa and grandma came to the room, Wei Wuya went to the coffee table to make tea, Lele pulled Wei Wuya, "Let me do it!" Wei Wuya looked at Lele with interest and gave up the place to make tea.

Lele asked Wei Wuya: "White tea?" Wei Wuya nodded with a smile, and helped Lele pick out a can of old white tea from a pile of tea storage cans.

Lele used a teaspoon to scoop out a suitable amount of tea leaves and placed them in the teapot. She gently swirled the teapot to distribute the tea leaves evenly. Then, she picked up the kettle and poured in hot water, allowing the tea leaves to unfurl in the water. With her deft fingers, she gently swirled the teapot, ensuring full contact between the tea leaves and the water, releasing their fragrance.

After a while, she poured the tea in the teapot into the teapot, and then poured the tea from the teapot into each teacup.

Then dump it all out.

Then he made a second brew and used tweezers to pick up the teacups and bring them to his grandparents Wei Qifeng, Lin Xianglan and Wei Wuya one by one.

Her movements were light and fluid.

Wei Qifeng spoke first, "Has Lele ever learned tea art?"

Lele smiled and said, "No, during the time I was working, clients often asked me to make tea when they came."

The elders were chatting about family affairs, national affairs and world affairs. Lele was making tea seriously and listening. Wei Wuya couldn't join in the conversation and just sat quietly beside Lele and listened.

Grandpa turned the conversation to some of his old friends in Xijing. "That's great. If Lele can do something more in Xijing, it won't be a bad thing for you."