Chapter 185: Settling the Dust

After taking a shower, Cheng Li changed and ran around the house wrapped in only a towel.

Cheng Ming was much worse, the top was taken to wrap the bricks, and it was not half a star dirtier than Cheng Li’s skirt.

If only his sister and Chen Ziyi were present, Cheng Ming would have been fine with a towel around his wants, but Chen Ziyi’s mom was also home.

Cheng Ming couldn’t stay in the bathroom all night without going out and sleep in the bathtub, could he?

The bathtub at Chen Ziyi’s house is pretty big.

Chen Ziyi knocked on the bathroom door and shouted, “Cheng Ming, my clothes, take them and wear them if you don’t mind, we should be about the same height.”

“Thanks, big help.”

Cheng Ming opened the bathroom door, pulled open a small doorway, and took the clothes.

Cheng Ming instantly realized that something was wrong.

“Wait, this is the one you wore today, right?”

“What, do you have a problem with that? Give it back to me if you don’t wear it, I’m too lazy to do another load of laundry.”

Justified and convincing.

At least it wasn’t a skirt, so Cheng Ming consoled himself.

The top was still a bit short, and Cheng Ming’s shoulders were wider.

Out of the bathroom, Cheng Ming pulled on his chest and said, “Wow, I didn’t think it would fit so well, I thought the chest area would collapse.”

“Cheng Ming, if you can’t talk you can stop talking.”

Chen Zi Yi wastes no time in throwing an elbow strike to Cheng Ming’s midsection.

“Where are the dirty clothes? Give it to me, I’ll take it along and wash it.” Chen Ziyi said as she picked up the dirty clothes basket.

“Oh.”

Cheng Ming didn’t think much about it, so he threw his wet pants and slacks into the dirty clothes basket.

Chen Ziyi went upstairs with the dirty clothes basket.

“Isn’t the washing machine here?” Cheng Ming asked, patting the washing machine in the cubicle.

“Putting clothes full of mud, water plants and moss in the washing machine? Do you have any idea how dirty it is, trying to break my washing machine? It’s so dirty, of course it should be hand-washed.”

“Let me do the hand washing myself.”

The second floor of Chen Ziyi’s house has a large open-air balcony with a welded clothesline, a water faucet on one side, and a rattan table and chairs.

“Chen Ziyi, I’ll just wash my dirty clothes myself.”

“You can’t wash it with your hairy hands, I’ll do it.”

Cheng Li, who had taken off his bath towel and changed into a Chen Ziyi body shirt, probed his head and asked, “What are you guys doing?”

“Laundry.”

“I’m here to help.”

Cheng Li squatted down, his top curled up, revealing a little bit of his butt butt.

The younger sister was wearing Cheng Ming’s blouse, which was definitely tightly covered, but Chen Ziye’s was so much worse.

“I’ll wash brother’s pants.” Cheng Li grabbed Cheng Ming’s pants and said.

It’s better to let your sister wash it than to let Chen Ziyi wash it.

“Cheng Ming, after our efforts today, Jingyi’s father can definitely be fine, right?” Chen Ziyi asked as she scrubbed Cheng Ming’s pants.

Cheng Ming’s hands attached to the fence, facing the night wind, said, “Well, the previous evidence dare not say one hundred percent, with that recording, absolutely stable, just don’t know the gold bars found don’t know what use.”

The number should not be small in terms of the solid feeling underfoot at that time.

Is there any connection with the URA case?

Any relation to the godfather of the chief’s wife?

“My mom said that my dad’s opportunity to perform has come, stabbed out a big case, on the one hand, is to mend the sheep and make up for the crime, the URA thing is not a dereliction of duty on his part, but the black and evil forces in Nanming City are deeply rooted, and difficult to eliminate with one’s own strength, and on the other hand, it is to establish the prestige, the new official took office with three fires. Although two years late, but also a big fire, this merit written in my father’s resume is also not bad, but also can make my grandparents impressed with my father, one move, three gains.”

Chen ZiYi rubbed Cheng Li’s face and said, “Xiao Li is really the lucky star of our family, my mom wants to accept you as her goddaughter, you will be my sister from now on.”

“Eh, I’ll have to ask my mom and dad about that one.”

Anything but a little too coincidental.

My sister had clamored to come to Chen Ziyi’s house before, and when she came, she asked where the lake was, insisted on going to see the lotus at night, and fell into the water, and floated to the heart of the lake.

Does this …… mean that Xiao Li is like himself.

Come to think of it, my sister really isn’t quite the same as she was in her previous life.

How’s that for a bit of childish overkill?

But it’s not like there’s been a major change in the family, and they’re well protected by him.

While mom and dad are still divorced, the actual damage can’t be said to be total, but it has been minimized.

Too much excessively spoiled sister this point, Cheng Ming still have self-awareness. However, he can’t afford to beat his sister, and he can’t afford to scold her, either, in his heart.

“Leigh you ……”

Cheng Ming wanted to speak but stopped, he can’t ask here if he wants to ask, at least he should pick the time when the two of them are alone to ask ah.

“Brother, what’s wrong?”

“I was just going to say you turned out to know how to swim.”

“Obviously you’re the one who taught me how to swim, aren’t you, brother? Of course I can swim.”

“But didn’t you not learn much, three days in, two days out.”

“Who asked me to be a genius, I can learn as soon as I’m done, unlike that idiot Jingyi-san.”

After washing the clothes take them to the washing machine to dump the water and dehydrate them before drying them on the clothesline.

There are paper balls in the trash can in Chen Ziyi’s room, and there are stand-up portraits of the Three Kingdoms characters on the desk, which are still quite far from being usable.

“Chen Ziyi, is it okay to borrow your home computer for a while?” Cheng Ming asked.

Now that things had come to an end, he had to start getting back into the swing of things, or at least reply to the messages and emails first. Otherwise, Elder Brother Wen’s sister would blow up and bombard him with a bunch of messages, which Cheng Ming wouldn’t be able to handle.

“Turn it on yourself.”

The bored Cheng Li then began to rummage through the box.

“Xiao Li, don’t touch other people’s things ah, your sister Chen will be angry.”

Cheng Li picked up two eaten popsicle sticks and asked, “Sister Chen, do you still have the hobby of collecting popsicle sticks? Obviously none of them won the lottery.”

“Ah, that one is ……,” Chen Ziyi said in a slight panic, “A little bit of my little hobby.”

“Eh, there’s a love letter here yeah, a big beauty like Sister Chen must have received many love letters.”

Cheng Li opened the envelope, looked at the pink letterhead and said with a slight frown, “Wang Lei? Cheating? This matter seems like I’ve heard of it somewhere.”

Cheng Ming rolled his eyes at Chen Ziyi and said, “It’s true that you secretly dropped the envelope, making me suspicious at that time.”

“Yeah, it’s obvious that I took great pains to send the love letter out. But a certain stupid pig didn’t appreciate it at all… Am I ahead of Jing Yi?”

“It’s just that love letters are useless if they’re early, the outcome won’t change.”

Chen Lan pushed the door and asked, “Xiao Li, want to sleep with auntie?”

“No, I’ll sleep with sister Chen.” Cheng Li said as she hugged Chen Ziyi’s arm.

“Where’s Ziyi? Going to sleep with mommy after a long time?”

“No way, we didn’t even sleep together a couple times as kids, not when we got older.”

“Mommy is so sad.”

Chen Lan pressed one hand against her cheek as her gaze fell on Cheng Ming.

It can’t be, can it?

But Cheng Ming did panic and asked, “Chen Ziyi, where is your guest room?”

“On the first floor.”

“I’m going to sleep in the guest room then.”

Cheng Ming grayed out and went downstairs.

Cheng Ming slept well this sleep, probably because the crisis was lifted and there was no pressure, or maybe it was because his sister wasn’t pressing on his chest.

Early to bed, early to rise, Cheng Ming listened to the birds chirping, pulled open the curtains, and the morning light poured into the house.

Chen Lan was drumming away in the kitchen when Chen Ziyi rubbed her sleepy eyes and came downstairs, sleeping in a disheveled dress, with her camisole askew to her arm, revealing her rounded shoulders.

“Good morning, where’s Rhi?”

Chen Ziyi yawned and said, “Ah, good morning, still sleeping, I didn’t wake her up, who’s that in the kitchen, is my dad back?”

“It’s Auntie Chen.”

“Eh!”

Chen Ziyi instantly sobered up.

“You’re a good cook, aren’t you? Quickly go get my mom out of the kitchen.” Chen Ziyi said as she pushed Cheng Ming’s back.

“Is your mom a kitchen killer? The kind that makes kitchens explode?”

“That’s not true, but my mom’s cooking is really bad, and you think my dad cooks because of his low status? While that’s one of the reasons, the real reason is my mom’s poor cooking.”

“Auntie Chen, can I help? I feel bad for bothering you guys for so long, and I feel bad for eating for free all the time.”

“And you can cook.”

“A little bit.”

“Any man who can cook is a good man, come on, let auntie see how good you are.”

Chen Lan handed Cheng Ming the spatula and unclasped her apron, so it seemed she wasn’t without self-awareness.

Tang Mu and Cheng Hongyuan came back just in time for breakfast, and Tang Mu had to go to work as usual today. If he didn’t inform the city and stayed in the province for a long time without authorization, it would instead cause speculation.

Chen Lan ate the rice cooked by Cheng Ming and said, “Xiao Ming will be a good husband in the future, those who can cook are good men.”

Hearing this, Cheng Ming’s hand with the chopsticks loosened and the bok choy fell on the table.

Crap, isn’t that a brush with unnecessary goodwill.

“Brother, didn’t you get enough sleep, you can’t even hold your chopsticks.”

Cheng Li was quick to clip the dishes that Cheng Ming dropped into the bowl.

“Haha, my wife isn’t much of a family man and loves to work.”

“Then your wife and I should have quite a lot in common.”

After talking and laughing about this breakfast, Tang Mu and Chen Lan both had to go to work, and Cheng Hongyuan, who hadn’t slept a wink, lay directly on the sofa and fell asleep, or was driven to the guest room by Cheng Ming, and slept until the afternoon before waking up.

Cheng Ming and Cheng Li’s clothes were also dry, changed their clothes, and then asked the driver, Uncle Liu, to send the three of them out and sit back in their own car at the crossroads.

“Dad, take us to Jing’s house.”

He hadn’t been there for a few days, and he was still staying with Chen ZiYi, even though what he did was for the good of her family, Cheng Ming inevitably still felt guilty about Jing Jing.

“It’s good for you guys to go and keep the mother and daughter company, so you don’t let the cat out of the bag ahead of time.”

On the way to buy some vegetables, Jing Jing home downstairs still have plainclothes, Cheng Hongyuan can not get too close, far away from Cheng Ming and Cheng Li off.

Ren Mei’s heart is haggard, empty of good cooking skills but no heart to drum up, or let Cheng Ming to cook, Lin Jingyi to play the hand.

Cheng Ming and Cheng Li obediently stayed for the night, three people crowded a small bed, small room, dry and hot, the age of the electric fan issued a “staccato” laughter, there is a kind of feeling of childhood, just recalled once.

“Leigh used to pee on my bed.”

“Say it like you guys didn’t wet the bed when you were kids.”

“I remember one time too, I think it was when we first moved out of the silo, and the first time Ri and I slept apart, she peed her own bed in the middle of the night, so she got into mine to sleep, only to pee again, and then ended up running to Mom and Dad’s bed to sleep, and I thought at first that I was still wetting the bed even though I’m in the sixth grade, and wanted to run my head off.”

“How did this turn into my bedwetting convention!” Cheng Li wailed.