Chapter 309: with translation of chapter title

Five days later, Tushan Jiu and her family of four changed cities to go on a trip.

Before leaving, they went to the house of Old Liang, who had given them credit for a knife five days earlier.

The neighbors of Old Liang all came to attend his funeral, and those who had been chatting with him that day were also there.

When Tushan Jiu appeared, they were all stunned, exclaiming how miraculous it was.

After all, at that time none of them had mentioned the exact location of Old Liang's house.

At the same time, they no longer dared to show disrespect to anyone who gave credit for a knife.

Including the two babes that Tushan Jiu was leading by the hand.

Back then, they had been looking at that child, but nobody gave it a second glance; they directly chose Old Liang, which certainly showed they had seen something.

As for the payment, Tushan Jiu simply asked for a figure, and Old Liang's wife gave it, because she knew about Old Liang's credit arrangement; she didn't want to offend an expert, so she naturally settled the account honestly.

Actually, speaking frankly, she also had to thank her omen, for it was precisely because that omen reminded her that she wasn't so flustered, and she managed to hold the funeral in grand style.

Tushan Jiu settled the account and left Old Liang's house.

Here many people were smoking, and the smell of burning paper made one feel a bit queasy.

Back in the car, she took a bottle of ice water and drank two sips.

The driver got out to settle the children with Xie Shiyu.

Xie Shiyu placed the two already drowsy little ones in the rear safety seats and fastened their seat belts.

Turning his head, he saw Tushan Jiu drinking ice water and said, "Don't drink ice water—don't you know what time of the month it is? I've put room-temperature water in the glove compartment; drink that."

Tushan Jiu blinked, then agreed—yes, her period was due in two days, so she really should drink less ice water.

She put down the ice water to get the room-temperature water, smiling as she praised Xie Shiyu: "Look at my memory—still, my husband is thoughtful. I love you; I'll reward you when we get back tonight."

Xie Shiyu glanced back; the two little ones had already fallen asleep.

After telling the driver he could drive to the airport, he pressed the button beside him, separating the front driver's position from the rear area.

He leaned over and kissed her lips, then, pushing his luck, whispered low: "May I do as I please?"

Tushan Jiu was amused by him and muttered, "It seems you never restrain yourself; as long as you don't toss and turn until dawn like that New Year's night, then I'll let you have your way."

Feeling a bit guilty, Xie Shiyu kissed her lips again, his tone slightly raised, revealing his pleased mood: "Okay, as you say."

Tushan Jiu laughed, took out her phone, and glanced at the group messages.

Just now the phone rang, but she hadn't replied yet.

Wang Dongqing asked her when she would return to Nan Cheng; he said that on the sixteenth of the first lunar month, he had already been making arrangements to treat guests to a meal.

But at that time, Xiang Yichu had taken Mumumu out to play, and a few days later Tushan Jiu also left.

So he agreed to meet again after they returned.

He also said he had a major announcement to make.

Several people in the group were pretending not to understand while actually knowing.

Today Xiang Yichu and Mumumu have landed and returned to Nan Cheng; he was so anxious he couldn't wait, so he asked Tushan Jiu when she would be back.

Tushan Jiu said, "In a week."

Just as she finished replying, Mumumu bubbled up and began teasing.

Mumumu: 【Oh dear, my wooden noggin has been guessing for almost half a month and still hasn't figured it out~】

Tushan Jiu also agreed: 【Yes, not only is Mumumu curious, I'm pretty curious too~】

Xiang Yichu sent: 【Plus one.】

Wang Dongqing sent a shy emoji: 【Oh well, anyway it's just a super big happy event—pick any place you like, you've got the chance to treat me, so don't be useless.】

Mumumu: 【@Wang Xiaoqian, if I bring my own food, drinks, and alcohol, are you going to give me cash in return?】

Wang Dongqing: 【@Strong as an Ox Mumumu, have you been staring at money lately? Does Xiang Yichu need your money to spend?】

Mumumu: 【That's different; as a new-era woman, I need to be self-reliant—you don't get it!】

Wang Dongqing: 【@Xiang Bing Shan, come out and manage this.】

Xiang Yichu: 【@Wang Xiaoqian, I don't care, I can't control it, and besides, what she said is quite right—she's an individual, she has her own thoughts, and I support and respect her decisions.】

Tushan Jiu: 【Like.】

Wang Dongqing: 【...... Indeed, no problem.】

Mumumu sent a proud head‑toss emoji.

Mumumu: 【Huh? Where's my sis Maomao? Why is she so quiet?】

Maomao: 【Agreed, I support adding one.】

Mumumu sent a wicked grin emoji.

Tushan Jiu sent a smug smile.

Xiang Yichu sent a thumbs‑up.

After a while, Wang Dongqing sent a mysterious smile.

The group fell silent, and Tushan Jiu smiled as she put her phone away.

The car soon arrived at the private airstrip; Tushan Jiu and Xie Shiyu each carried one child onto the plane, flying to the next destination, and only a week later did they fly back to Nan Cheng.

This time upon returning, that very evening she was dragged away by Wang Dongqing and the others.

The dinner was set at a private Chinese restaurant.

They had originally invited Xie Shiyu as well, but coincidentally the company had an urgent matter requiring him to attend an emergency meeting.

After the five of them had ordered, Wang Dongqing could no longer hold back and coughed once to draw everyone's attention.

Tushan Jiu smiled, Mumumu raised an eyebrow, and Xiang Yichu curled his lips.

As for Maomao, she calmly sipped her drink, though her brows and eyes slightly curved.

Wang Dongqing rose and said, "Ahem, today, here, I, Wang Dongqing, am going to announce a major happy event—I—"

I'm no longer single!

Tushan Jiu and Xiang Yichu clapped, saying: "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Mumu whistled, teasingly glancing at Maomao, wiggling eyebrows and saying: "Wow! So curious, who is Wang Xiaoqian's girlfriend~"

Maomao also sat up straight, ready to answer any question, raised her hand and said: "It's me, I'm his girlfriend, he's my boyfriend."

Mumu chuckled, "Leniency for confession—when did you guys get together? I want to gossip; netizens say the process is important, I want to hear!"

Maomao retorted at Wang Dongqing: "Let him speak, I can't explain it; after all, I really didn't react back then."

The three of them all looked at Wang Dongqing.

Wang Dongqing scratched the back of his head, embarrassed, and began to recount his bitter confession story.

Originally, after returning from that night of the great battle with the demon tribe, he made an excuse saying he was injured and had Maomao apply medicine; at that time he hesitated whether to confess, but upon thinking of Tushan Jiu's line "When the moon is full, all things rejoice," he decided to wait until the fifteenth of the first month to confess, after all, he calculated that the moon would be fullest on that day.

But sometimes it just so happened that the next morning he woke up early and found Maomao packing his things, and her expression seemed a bit off.

Upon asking, he found out that his phone, which he had dropped in the living room that morning, had been ringing for a while; it was a formaldehyde testing company calling, and Maomao answered.

The staff on the other end asked, "Do you still want us to issue a fake test report this month?"

Now even if Maomao were slow, she'd realize Wang Dongqing was deceiving her.

But she didn't know why he lied to her; she just felt that since there was no formaldehyde problem at home, she should move back.

So after hanging up, she began packing her things.

Once Wang Dongqing figured it out, he of course panicked.

In his panic, he threw all plans aside, right then grabbing Maomao's leg, not letting her go, and directly said all the confession words he had prepared long ago.

Maomao was stunned by his confession, foolishly kicked him, shoved him aside, then grabbed her suitcase and ran.

The ceremony he had planned—flowers, a couples' restaurant—none of it happened, and he even got kicked; Wang Dongqing was extremely regretful.

But he was the type who gets braver with setbacks; he understood Maomao's habits, sending her messages every day to help her sort things out bit by bit, saving her the trouble of thinking it through.

Finally, on the fifteenth of the first month, that special mutual understanding they'd had since childhood was finally sorted out.

After sending her the conclusion, he sent another message: 【So in summary, I've liked you for a long time, Maomao—will you be my girlfriend?】

About five minutes later, Maomao replied with just two words: 【Okay.】