In the evening, the family of three had dinner at Gu's house. The little tiger played at Grandpa's house until very late, and it was getting late. The family of three drove back to Yenan Villa again, because Gu Nuannuan was still throwing away the books he needed to study the next day at home.

An Kexia's body gradually became bulky, and she would occasionally make videos with Gu Nuannuan to see the little guy. "Didn't Nangong poach the chef from my family away? No matter how you look at your face, you don't look fat."

An Kexia was preparing for delivery in Chaozhou, and the chef there was cooking, and Patriarch Nangong didn't believe it. He flew to Z city again, and when he left, he took away the chef who was used by the pregnant woman of the Jiang family.

An Kechun stayed in Bash for a while, donated some money to the neighbors, and entrusted them to take care of Dean.

"Achun, you and Dean are getting along very well. My aunt is still waiting to drink your wedding wine, why don't you stay and take care of him?" the enthusiastic neighbor asked An Kechun.

An Kechun has been wearing black gloves ever since, "Auntie, I have a husband. Dean is a good man. He saved me back then, but he was just my benefactor. In the future, there will be good girls of the right age in the nearby village. Please pay me a lot." Go ahead and introduce one to Dean."

An Kechun obviously didn't want to say more, she wanted to leave without nostalgia and left without looking back like before, but she still couldn't hold back, and said: "Dean has a good heart, and he won't let anyone ask him for help." Will refuse. In the future, you should guard for him more, don’t let him always help him.” An Kechun took out some money again, “You take this money, this is the money entrusted to you to take care of Dean. I will trouble you and Uncle, I am already inconvenient to stay."

She is not Tao Yuanming, so she is not worthy to meet Peach Blossom Spring.

Several black cars were parked in front of Dean's house side by side.

People from the Nangong family stood on both sides of the car, all in black clothes and ties, standing straight.

An Kechun looked around with reluctance in his heart. He had rescued her, helped her, took her in, and gave her a safe place to sleep. Even though this place is poor and small, it makes her feel more at ease than the metropolis.

As she was about to get in the car, Dean was out. "Achun, where are you going?"

"Go back to my house." An Kechun replied with his back turned.

Dean: "Where's your home?"

An Kechun sat in the car, and through the window, Dean couldn't see An Kechun inside. But An Kechun looked at him, and An Kechun said what should be said and the boundaries that should be drawn.

But getting along for such a long time, accompanying day and night, it is fake to have no feelings.

Brother Quan, the captain of the co-pilot, said, "Auntie, if you really have feelings, let's be together. You see how infatuated he is, and I think it's not fake for you."

An Kechun: "Let's go."

The car started, and rows of cars left Yuling Village.

Soon, word spread among people in nearby villages. Dean and Ah Chun are not lovers, but a rich lady whom Dean negotiated to rescue.

Others know that Ah Chun has a husband, and Dean and her are just friends of gentlemen.

Many people have also said that Dean is a good man, hardworking, capable, and knowledgeable. If a girl marries him, she will be reliable.

For a time, many people wanted to marry their children to Dean.

Dean shook his head and declined politely, "No." It is enough to have someone he likes.

Dean also knew that these words were deliberately spread by An Kechun to prove his innocence. Otherwise, in a small village where the internet is underdeveloped and the villages are far apart, how could these words spread so fast.

At night, he lay on the bed and looked at the hut where An Kechun used to live. The bed was made by himself, and it was empty.

Close your eyes and miss you.

An Kechun returned to An's family, and the happiest thing was An's parents, the two children were finally by their side.

She lived in the boudoir of that year, and when she entered again, An Kechun suddenly passed away, like a 30-year-old adult wearing the clothes of 13 years old.

Sitting at the dressing table, she slowly took off her gloves, revealing her ferocious arm. She turned her head and looked at the bright moonlight outside the window.

"This year, I can spend the New Year peacefully at home."

She returned to Chaozhou and went to see Nangong Wei's old department. She almost didn't have the momentum to make a comeback. Being suppressed by Nangong Zi's people, she honestly opened a shop and started a small business.

An Kechun didn't go over to bother her, and watched from across the road from a distance, it's good that they are so ordinary.

An Kechun went to the chaotic area back then, and sat alone late at night.

An Kexia walked over slowly, holding a blanket and putting it on her sister's shoulders. "It's cold, and it's easy to get cold after sitting for a long time." She sat beside her sister with a big belly, "It's different here."

"It's so late, why didn't you sleep?"

"I really wanted to eat wontons in the middle of the night, and I couldn't sleep without eating, so Ah Zi brought me here." Seeing An Kechun, Nangong Zi didn't get out of the car, and let his wife pass by alone.

An Kechun glanced at the car in the distance, and asked for the blanket on his body to his sister. An Kexia didn't want it, "I don't know why, but it's always hot after pregnancy."

She held her sister's hand, "Sister, there is a small stall over there. The wontons in it are very delicious. It would be even better if you put pepper in it. I'll take you to try it."

After dinner, An Kechun wanted to go for a walk alone, and watched her younger sister walk to the side of Nangong Zi's car. She wore a shawl on her shoulders, walked from the street to the end of the street, and went out alone until it was almost dawn before returning home.

An's parents were so frightened that they didn't sleep well at night, they were afraid that the eldest daughter would suddenly leave without saying a word.

"Mom and Dad, I really won't leave this time."

With An Kechun by his side, the person accompanying An Kexia to the obstetric examination was not Nangong Zi anymore.

Patriarch Nangong was jealous, but he didn't dare to speak out, for fear that his wife would beat him up again.

An Kechun would occasionally think of Dean, who was recuperating in a distant place, and wondered how his injury was. It should be fine, the village is full of warm-hearted neighbors, they will take good care of him.

But more, An Kechun often thinks of Nangong Wei.

Every time she misses Nangong Wei, she goes to his grave to see him alone. Picking up fallen leaves, wiping the tombstone with a wet towel, stroking Nangong Wei's photo, as if he was still stroking his face.

Buy some wine he likes to drink, and sit aside for a long time.

Nangong Zi's subordinates have been acting as drivers for An Kechun, and he said with a strange view of showing off: "Auntie, don't blame us for not coming to visit Nangong Wei's grave. None of his subordinates have come to see him, and we don't care. If our boss is gone, we brothers, 365 days a year, one brother will come to chat with the boss every day."

An Kechun was very disgusted with this title, but the group of people seemed to be fighting her, insisting on shouting, and they all called her "auntie".

Now it doesn't matter, Nangong Zi's subordinates are showing off again around the corner.

"Does Nangong Zi know this?"

"Of course I dare not let the boss know." After finishing speaking, the subordinate said, "Our boss is so moved that he gave us a holiday." Then he added the word "Get lost".