When Cheng Su woke up early the next morning, she still saw heavy rain pouring down, with raindrops as big as beans hitting the windowpane with a steady rhythm.
It seed like going to school would be impossible today. Cheng Su got up, washed up, and then called the school to ask for leave.
"Haven’t your cousin and his wife co over for breakfast yet?" Cheng Su saw that breakfast was already laid out on the table—buns, stead bread, porridge, and the like—and couldn’t help but ask Qi Fengping.
"Not yet, I just finished making it!" Qi Fengping looked at the ti and asked, "Should I go call them?"
"Go ahead!"
Cheng Su poured herself a cup of milk and sat on the sofa with a book. Before long, Qi Fengping ca in holding Gou Sheng’s hand, followed by Liu Wenjing, but there was no sign of Deng Weixia.
"Sis." Liu Wenjing greeted Cheng Su.
Cheng Su was montarily taken aback before realizing that Liu Wenjing’s way of addressing her had changed.
Her late husband, Deng Weidong, was older than Qi Taiguo. When they used to co over, Cheng Su would call her sister-in-law. But now, she’s changing to calling Cheng Su sis-in-law, following Deng Weixia’s way.
Cheng Su couldn’t help but laugh a little. They had already accepted the way of addressing, recognizing the reality, but she still considered them in the roles of younger uncle and widow, not yet adjusted.
But it was just a title, and Cheng Su wasn’t bothered. She said, "You’re here, have breakfast." Seeing no sign of Deng Weixia, she couldn’t help but ask, "Where did your brother go? Still asleep?"
Liu Wenjing hurriedly replied, "No, no, he got up early and went out to find a job!"
Find a job?
Cheng Su and Qi Fengping both froze, instinctively looking out the window.
Though it was morning, it was still dark outside with heavy rain falling. How could he be job hunting in this weather?
"It’s such heavy rain!" Qi Fengping exclaid gently, glancing at Cheng Su.
Liu Wenjing said, "When he left, it wasn’t raining yet. It just started coming down this hard now."
Cheng Su couldn’t quite describe what she was feeling inside; seeing Gou Sheng blinking at the buns on the table with a lick of his lips, her heart softened. "Let’s eat first."
"Cousin..."
"With such heavy rain, he probably won’t co back to eat. Let’s not worry about him, dig in!" Cheng Su picked up a bun for Gou Sheng. The child grabbed it and took a bite, obviously starving.
She couldn’t help but sigh. It’s often the children who suffer from the ss adults create.
After breakfast, seeing that Cheng Su didn’t need to go to school, Qi Fengping went into her room to study on her own.
There was a television at ho, and Cheng Su turned it on. It was showing Journey to the West, and little Gou Sheng was instantly captivated, sitting obediently on a small stool, watching without blinking.
As for the little one, Liu Wenjing was holding him while feeding him milk. Evidently, she appeared quite restrained in front of Cheng Su, unsure if from embarrassnt or awkwardness.
"What’s his na?" Cheng Su asked, looking at the child, opening the conversation.
"Jin Sheng, Deng Jinsheng."
"Born in February?"
Liu Wenjing nodded again and said, "Mid-February, shortly after we went up the mountain."
"The child looks quite thin. Is the milk enough?" Cheng Su asked.
"It is." Liu Wenjing nodded eagerly, a face full of relief, "Actually, it’s a good thing it’s enough; otherwise, I wouldn’t know what to feed him. He’s thin now because last month he had a high fever and got pneumonia, which made him lose weight. He was quite chubby before."
Cheng Su pursed her lips. Seeing the slight smile erging at the corner of her mouth, she asked, "Do you regret it?"
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