Not Spare the Years

It took Mu Xueyi some effort to get rid of Xue Xiaobai. Xue Xiaobai always felt that Mu Xueyi was shy. Although he gave up today, he still didn't intend to give up.

He firmly believed that no matter how beautiful a woman was, she couldn't resist such good conditions.

Mu Xueyi's rejection of him only meant that the woman was pretending to be reserved.

After leaving the company, Mu Xueyi forgot all the people and things in the company, hummed a song briskly, and rode her powder car with auxiliary wheels into the quiet fallen leaves trail.

This road is secluded and there are no people. She can ride slowly by herself without worrying about blocking others.

While riding, there was the roar of a car engine from far to near behind.

Mu Xueyi consciously rode to the side of the road and gave up his position. But the car suddenly slowed down when it passed her, and ran parallel to her at a speed similar to hers.

When Mu Xueyi was looking over curiously, the rear window slowly lowered, revealing Zhou Zhenyue's profile.

"Ayue?" Mu Xueyi didn't stop at his feet, and his eyes lit up with surprise.

Zhou Zhenyue looked at her from the car and smiled lightly: "I wanted to ask you to get in the car, but you are quite happy to see you riding."

Mu Xueyi laughed: "I'm very happy. Ayue, look at you, sitting in the car every day, you don't know what the autumn leaves smell like?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "What's the taste?"

Mu Xueyi took a deep breath, "...it was soaked by the rain, a little damp, and a little rotten and sweet. It doesn't seem to smell very good, but you can smell it when you come out and smell it. It smells good, like a watermelon field that has rained."

Zhou Zhenyue turned her head and said to Xiao Ai, "Stop the car."

The car stopped, and Mu Xueyi also stopped the car, propped on one leg on the ground.

Zhou Zhenyue opened the car door, walked over to Mu Xueyi, put her hands in the pockets of her coat, sniffed, and smelled the air attentively.

She was wearing a dark gray woolen coat today, lined with a simple white shirt, and her long black hair was draped, making her look like a character from an old movie, only black, white and gray. With the heavy and quaint elegance of the times.

Mu Xueyi looked at her and suddenly remembered the jade ring she had been wearing on her index finger.

For a person like Zhou Zhenyue, only a simple and clear jade is the most suitable for her.

"I can't seem to smell anything." Zhou Zhenyue sniffed for a while and said.

Mu Xueyi put away his thoughts and chuckled: "You have to ride, you can smell it when the wind blows."

Zhou Zhenyue stretched out a hand, as if to take the bicycle: "Then give me a ride."

Mu Xueyi: "If you ride, what should I do?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "...you sit in the back and I'll take you."

Mu Xueyi stroked the helmet and said with a smile, "I'll take you, come up."

Zhou Zhenyue blinked and hesitated.

In the end, she still didn't say anything, silently went around to the back seat of the car, and sat on it gently.

Mu Xueyi kicked up hard, pressing his throat and said, "Passenger friends, pay attention, the old driver is going to drive, grab the handrail, so as not to be thrown out when turning and braking!"

Zhou Zhenyue seemed to smile from behind, "You are twenty-nine years old, Mu Xueyi."

"Yes," Mu Xueyi's voice returned to his usual gentle expression with a faint smile, "Haha, sorry, I can't help but say some childish words when I'm with you."

There was silence behind him for a long time.

Mu Xueyi closed his eyes, sniffed the smell of fallen leaves in the wind, and stepped on the pedals of the car leisurely.

Suddenly, there were two hands on her waist, gently holding her left and right hip bones. It was a very comfortable strength, neither too tight nor too frivolous.

Just when I was surprised by this sudden action, I heard someone behind me whisper:

"...The armrests are ready."

Mu Xueyi laughed so much that her shoulders shook.

The two of them rode the car back home. As soon as he entered the door, he was caught off guard to see Zhou Fengnian hurriedly walking out with a cane, his face full of anxiety.

Zhou Zhenyue immediately asked, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

The old man sighed heavily, his eyes red with anxiety: "A Shou is gone!"

Mu Xueyi was taken aback: "How could Ah Shou disappear?"

The butler next to the old man had a complicated expression, and he didn't know how to explain it: "A Shou it...it seems to have run away from home."

Since the two ducks, pepper and fennel, lived in the old house, Zhou Zhenyue directly gave away the dog and cat. The old man liked the turtle and had no choice but to stay. In order to prevent the tortoise from accidentally hurting the duck, Zhou Zhenyue asked people to lock the tortoise in the cage every day. After being locked up for so long, Ah Shou probably got a temper. He didn't know how he escaped from the prison, and dragged the tortoise shell overnight without ever returning.

The old man stomped his cane in a hurry: "That's the tortoise handed down by the ancestors, and it has long been spiritual. We have been offering it as a treasure from generation to generation. It's better for you, and let your ancestors go away alive!"

Zhou Zhenyue frowned: "...My ancestor was a turtle?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, raised his crutches and gestured for a fight: "You little brat, who are you calling a turtle?!"

Mu Xueyi hurriedly stepped forward, stuck between Zhou Zhenyue and Zhou Fengnian, blocked the old man's crutches, and gently persuaded: "Grandpa, Ayue doesn't mean that, don't be angry with her, it's all because of me. It's because of me that I wronged Ah Shou. You calm down, we'll go out to find him."

The old man blew his beard and stared at Zhou Zhenyue: "Look at how sensible my granddaughter-in-law is, look at you again, how old you are, after all, you are also the chairman of such a big company now, you can tell that your ancestor was a turtle Such a thing?"

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her head and apologized, "I'm sorry grandpa, it's my blunder."

The old man waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, hurry up and find a flashlight."

When the words fell, Zhou Fengnian hurried out with a cane in one hand and a wolf-tooth flashlight in the other.

Seeing that the old man was gone, Mu Xueyi breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Zhou Zhenyue did not speak, he couldn't help but smile: "I have never seen my grandfather get angry with you."

Zhou Zhenyue glanced at the door and said coolly, "That turtle can accompany grandpa to endure the devil's thunder, how dare I compare with it."

Mu Xueyi tilted her head to look at her: "You won't eat Ah Shou's vinegar, will you?"

Zhou Zhenyue looked at Mu Xueyi's eyes, and her tone was even cooler: "You also make fun of me?"

"How dare you," Mu Xueyi smiled a little deeper, "I just didn't expect such a scene between you and grandpa."

Zhou Zhenyue took a flashlight and gave one to Mu Xueyi, and the two went out to find the turtle together.

While walking, Zhou Zhenyue continued what she just said: "I'm in my thirties now, so you can't see my grandfather scold me. ."

Mu Xueyi became curious: "Aren't you the only daughter of the Zhou family? You are the only one in the family. Grandpa should spoil you a lot."

Zhou Zhenyue silently walked to the side near the road and let Mu Xueyi walk on the inside, "Grandpa is a soldier, and he disciplined me like a soldier when I was a child. When I was a child, little girls from other families danced rubber bands and kicked shuttlecocks outside. Standing in a military posture at home, playing military boxing, and watching seven sets of military education programs from the Central Committee.”

Mu Xueyi's eyes widened: "No wonder you have such a good demeanor. No matter whether you walk or sit, you are always upright. It turned out that you stood up in a military posture when you were a child."

"It's not just because of my childhood," Zhou Zhenyue said with a flashlight in the bushes. "Although I studied for my master's degree abroad, my university was in China. When I first started college, according to my grandfather's request, I He served in the army for two years."

This was unexpected by Mu Xueyi, "You actually served as a soldier?"

Zhou Zhenyue looked at another bush and sighed softly: "If you have a grandfather commander, you can't get around the step of becoming a soldier."

Mu Xueyi: "Listening to your tone, you don't seem to like serving very much?"

"Well, I don't like it." Zhou Zhenyue answered calmly, "My grandfather gave me two choices back then. One was to continue serving and pursue a career in politics. The other was to study abroad and take over the company's business after returning to China. I was very decisive. He chose to retire and came back to take over the company.”

Mu Xueyi asked, "Why?"

Zhou Zhenyue scratched at the bushes with the head of the mobile phone, and answered lightly, "Because the food in the army cafeteria is unpalatable."

Mu Xueyi couldn't believe it: "Just because of this?"

"...Isn't that reason enough?" Zhou Zhenyue retracted the flashlight and looked at Mu Xueyi, "You studied finance and studied Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory? No matter how beautiful the pyramids are, they still don’t all look like a flower for others to see.”

Mu Xueyi couldn't help laughing: "Is Maslow's demand theory used like this?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "Let's not talk about Maslow, you stand in my position and do a SWOT analysis, and you should know why I chose to go into business."

Mu Xueyi: "Don't talk about SWOT, I almost vomited doing SWOT in college."

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a moment.

She said softly, "Actually, I'm about to vomit too."

Mu Xueyi smiled until her eyes curled up.

The atmosphere between the two was not at all anxious to find the lost tortoise, but the more they chatted, the more harmonious they became.

Today's Zhou Zhenyue is very different from the past.

She usually doesn't talk much, but today she said a lot at once. Perhaps because she said too much, her image in Mu Xueyi's heart has also changed a little.

Mu Xueyi always felt that Zhou Zhenyue was a wealthy girl who grew up in brocade clothes and food, but she never imagined that when she was a child, she would also stand in a military pose that she didn't like, punch in a military style she didn't like, and look at the child at all. Incomprehensible military program. The relationship between her and Mr. Zhou is not only a kindness and a filial piety, but also stumbling and stumbling like the grandfathers and grandchildren of ordinary people.

Zhou Zhenyue is not a perfect woman like a paper man, she will be willful enough to give up the bright future of politics just because the army's food is not delicious, and she will talk about Maslow's needs to force herself to justify herself.

More importantly, she, like herself, did a lot of SWOT modeling assignments in college.

This made Mu Xueyi feel that she and Ayue were very close.

It was as close as if they had done those boring homework together, complained about the teacher who only played PPT, and stared at the computer screen in a daze with a desk lamp in the dormitory late at night.

Mu Xueyi felt a little bit unworthy of Zhou Zhenyue before, especially after chatting with her about her not-so-glorious childhood.

But now...it doesn't seem like there's anything worthy of it.

Everyone is just ordinary people who eat rice and have small troubles in the mundane world.

The author has something to say: So, if it weren't for the unpalatable food, Mr. Zhou would almost be Commander Zhou.