Chapter 6, The South and North of the Nan Family (3)

The joints on the back are extremely smooth, bending beautifully with a graceful arc. This is a mark left by years of martial arts practice; such characteristics would not appear without at least ten years of training. If there had been even a slight doubt about his identity at the time, such obvious signs would not have been overlooked.

She smiled, neither affirming nor denying

She exclaimed, "Such an official newspaper, don't tell me it will report on where arms deals are happening today"

Cheng Mu Yang glanced at his watch and said, "Within thirty seconds"

He grew up in Russia, and you know, the male-to-female ratio there is nearly one to three, making men a scarce commodity, which naturally leads to a more pronounced sense of male dominance. He smiled and extended his hand to her, saying, "Jump over here"

The time when the sky is about to brighten. She pushed open the glass door of her bedroom and walked out

When the two elderly ladies finally decided to let her go, Nanbei discovered that Cheng Mu Yang was still playing with the cat

Recently, it has been the plum rain season here, and I haven't seen the rising sun for over a week. She stretched out her limbs and said, "You know, only during sunrise can you look directly at the sun without hurting your eyes; in fact, it can enhance your vision."

He smiled inscrutably, then quickly shook his hand. The cat mewed as if in complaint and slid down from his arm: "Twenty-three seconds"

May I ask you a small question

Her tone was relaxed, as if she were asking when this rain would finally stop

Suddenly, a faint rumble of thunder could be heard. It seemed to be muffled within the clouds, the tone deep and resonant

When I was a child, they would often talk about Qianshan Township. Cheng Mu Yang also extended his finger, and the little kitten quickly opened its mouth, half biting and half holding onto his index finger. Unfortunately, this place was submerged in 1959, leaving them homeless and without land to bury them. In the end, we could only settle for second best, building a house for them by the shores of Qiandao Lake. When they passed away, they would be buried on a certain mountain here, which could be considered a return to their roots.

I was awakened by my brother's phone call. The places where she and he were sitting were separated, almost gazing at each other from a distance, unable to walk over. "Have you not been sleeping? What newspaper are you reading?"

and the Russian "New Information Newspaper" from yesterday.

"It's alright," he repeated again

What a delightful mood

However, this bet itself is full of loopholes; one can only blame her for accepting it so easily, and cannot blame him. If one is willing to gamble, one must naturally be prepared to lose. She obediently followed Cheng Mu Yang in learning that phrase in Russian, and after repeating it three or four times, she finally remembered each pronunciation.

Then, she stated it to him in a precise and methodical manner

She looked at him

Before the words were finished, Xiao Feng had already stood up from the rattan rocking chair and opened the glass door to the terrace. A damp breeze swept across the lake, causing the curtains on both sides to rustle as the door opened.

If she had known at that time that he was also born into such a family, perhaps she would have made different choices. At the very least, she would have told him why she had to return to Wanting.

She thought for a moment and then smiled

"Cheng Cheng said you were classmates back in Belgium?" The old lady in the black cheongsam smiled as she scratched the white cat in her arms, casually asking her, "What did you study back then?"

She smiled and asked, "Do you understand Muay Thai?"

She observed the kitten, still standing firm, and confidently asserted: "It should be able to hold on for another minute"

Cheng Mu Yang was simply and appropriately dressed in casual clothes, wearing white slippers, sitting in a high-backed rattan chair, flipping through the newspaper in his hands. On the low rattan table, there was a pot of tea.

Do you want to know? He fell silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "How about we make a bet? If you win, I will tell you the answer. If you lose... you will have to learn to say a sentence in Russian like me"

She opened the glass door, and the sound of rain instantly intensified: "Just now, the aunt told me that you bought this house and renovated it for them, right?" As she asked him, the smallest black cat had already quietly approached, rubbing against her leg and rolling over affectionately.

So he was spoiled like this? She found it interesting

Simply squat down, stroke its head, as a gesture of affection

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The wager between the two individuals is how many seconds the cat can endure

The north and south still lean against the railing, concealing a heart that continues to beat unevenly.

The north and south corners of the mouth curled up as they nudged him: "Wake up, little boss Cheng, this is Zhejiang Province."

Cheng Mu Yang suddenly spoke a sentence in a language she did not understand

The first word is my name

The kitten bit down contentedly; he wanted to withdraw his hand but did not expect the cat to hold onto his hand with both front paws, lifting it up. The two people looked at the stubborn cat, exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but laugh.

Amidst the thunder, she said: "I am sorry"

The sound of lightly tapping wood is slow yet rhythmic

The thunder is becoming increasingly louder

Breakfast ended at 7:30. Nanbei thought that Cheng Mu Yang would inevitably disappear like the previous two days. Unexpectedly, he seemed quite relaxed, sitting outside the glass door, playing with the cat while she chatted idly with two aunts in the living room downstairs.

The darkest time before dawn further highlights the light of the wall lamp

It is alright

I, Cheng Mu Yang, repeated the Russian words she did not understand, and then quietly translated for her, "I told her that this girl needs to apologize to me first"

She let out a sound, very brief and easy to remember

This slogan from the 1980s, when spoken by an elderly lady, is truly hard not to find amusing. She has indeed discovered that these two elderly ladies are quite endearing, though they always seem to enjoy inquiring about Cheng Mu Yang and her life in Belgium. She sidestepped the actual gunfight during which the two first met and instead shared some interesting anecdotes.

He made a sound of acknowledgment and continued to play leisurely with the stubborn cat

North and South relied on their memories to recall the initial boredom, and the phrases like "I love you" that they had asked Katyusha were entirely different. Of course, she also believed that Cheng Mu Yang was not so dull, so she treated it merely as a game and agreed.

However, what she wants to see is actually his hand

He also looked at her, having skillfully reloaded and cocked the gun last night, while his hand that had once pulled the trigger on the book now merely tapped against the wooden railing

She asked him, "What did you say?"

Xiao Feng said, "You woke him up from his sleep." Cheng Mu Yang threw the newspaper onto the table and walked over, saying, "He mentioned that usually, when a woman needs to apologize to a man, the best way is to offer herself.

Cheng Mu Yang retreated accordingly, returned to the rattan chair, and tossed the newspaper back into the bamboo basket.

Nanbei grasped his hand and directly leaped over the waist-high railing. For someone who had lived in the primitive jungle since childhood, such an obstacle and distance were truly insignificant

Cheng Mu Yang estimated that there is an eighty to ninety percent chance that it is that unfortunate former mayor of Moscow, who wavered between the two presidents, ultimately failing to be a fence-sitter and instead becoming a victim of the power struggle.

... ...

She let out a sound

On the distant lake surface, there are scattered fishing lights that have not yet extinguished, and the air carries a slightly damp scent, as if there has just been a brief rain. Fortunately, the terrace here has good rain protection measures, so there will be no standing water to soil clothes.

She smiled as she avoided his hand, making an effort to break the overly ambiguous atmosphere: "So, in Moscow, this is how you invite women?" "Me?" He smiled as well, retracting his hand, "In Moscow, I am usually the one being invited."

North and South found it both amusing and perplexing: "What kind of thinking is this?"

Russian men lack a sense of responsibility, have a penchant for drinking, and are often irritable. He supported her arm until she safely reached the ground. Women, on the other hand, are all enchanting beings, abundant in number, and one could say it is a paradise for men.

He heard footsteps but did not look up; instead, he turned the page with a rustle: "It’s not yet dawn, why am I awake?"

Such delicate and adorable animals have always had little resistance

She smiled with her lips pressed together and said, "And then? What did you say next?"

Mathematics? It seems that Cheng is studying physics? The old aunt finds it interesting, thinks for a moment, and nods, "This is good, this is good. If you master mathematics, physics, and chemistry, you will not fear traveling the world."

The complete meaning of this sentence is, "In his smile, there is a hint of teasing, 'Cheng Mu Yang is a good man.'"

"Those who have trained for a long time possess exceptionally keen eyesight," he continued her thought, adding, "Not only are they suited for close combat, but they are also equally skilled in shooting. Am I right?" He asked her with great interest, his words slightly unclear due to the mint leaves he was chewing, reminiscent of the way he spoke during that late-night phone call.

"It's nothing," he said, resting his elbow on the railing beside him, leaning there, "I am talking to the breeze."

She gazed at the youth's silhouette, speculating on what he had just said

Turning around from north to south, she looked at him from top to bottom. Cheng Mu Yang allowed her to scrutinize him; his legs were long, and sitting there with his hands resting on his knees while looking at her was enough to create a strong presence.

I also understand a little, it was taught to me by my older brother. Whenever she mentions Nan Huai, she always smiles softly, like a little girl who has been spoiled and pampered. He started practicing sun-gazing at the age of seven or eight, staring at the rising sun every day.

After he finished speaking, his hand had already slid to the side of her face, gently stroking her skin with his fingertip. And those eyes, no longer the rich brown of the deep night, instead possessed a translucent luster, so beautiful that they drew attention.

When I was on the plane, I happened to overhear three people in the same cabin discussing it, and I didn't expect Cheng Mu Yang to be paying attention to this matter as well

Both elderly ladies have remained unmarried throughout their lives, yet they have raised seven or eight cats

Somewhat languid and indifferent, yet the content of the conversation is hard to ignore

I said, "He lifted her bangs, gazing into her bright black eyes, and said, 'Xiao Feng, you’d better find another place to sleep. Right now, I want to kiss this little girl.'"

Cheng Mu Yang slowly conveyed this sentence to her, as the slowness emphasized the cold softness of his tone

She did not expect that he would agree so readily: "Alright, but first tell me, what do you want me to say?"

Only after finishing her words did she remember to ask him: "What does the phrase you just taught me mean?"

However, such matters are not worth quibbling over

Both Nan and Bei were momentarily taken aback, then they couldn't help but laugh and complain: "Can you be any more shameless?"

At that time, there were many reasons that compelled me to leave

These are indeed absent, he glanced at her, smiling like a cunning old fox, purely for amusement. For instance, the mayoral election in Moscow, the voting, in your eyes, is like a stage play. To put it simply, suddenly someone loses the president's favor, perhaps it is the dark forces behind him that are in conflict? Or is it a failure in some market investment? It's like you clearly know that history is this way, yet the textbook has different words. Don't you find that very interesting?

Is there any other purpose for the Shen family's journey

Hmm?

After chatting for a while, Xiao Feng finally got up unsteadily from the rocking chair, rubbed his eyes for a moment, and gestured a few times at Cheng Mu Yang. Cheng Mu Yang spoke to him softly in Russian, and Xiao Feng pursed his lips, looking towards the south and north.

North and South completely do not understand each other, only able to wait by the railing for him to explain.

At last, Cheng Mu Yang flicked his fingers and sharply tapped his forehead, speaking swiftly and in a low voice.

On sunny days, shadows are often not visible; however, on such rainy days, one is too lazy to go outside again, whether sitting, lying down, or simply resting on Cheng Mu Yang's lap, it is extremely quiet

To quote Nan Huai: Being deceived? Do not blame others; it is your own foolishness.

He understood a little. He bit the leaves between his teeth and smiled faintly, as if it were nothing.

So certain?

"Almost," Cheng Mu Yang smiled faintly, "You know, most of the time when he and I are in Moscow, there are supermodels surrounding him, and it's quite normal for them to be devoted to him."

Mathematics, "North and South mentioned the major they abandoned halfway through their studies, still feeling a tightness in their temples, "It's difficult to learn, very exhausting."

Cheng Mu Yang picked up a mint leaf from the porcelain dish on the table: "Are you referring to 'Wang Ri Gong'?"

The distant sky has begun to brighten, yet it remains overcast with thick clouds. From here, the surface of the lake appears hazy, shrouded in mist, and is not clearly discernible

Cheng Mu Yang seemed to sense her curiosity: "Do you want to know what I just said?"

The call ended at 5:17