The Crazy Son-In-Law

“There are mountains there, not the seaside. Wearing a skirt would be inconvenient,” said Xiao Shun.

“Wearing a sports suit would be the best, we will have to climb the mountain after all.”

What’s the fuss about? Who is she showing off to by wearing such revealing clothes?

Such a nation-destroying beauty stepping out already attracts enough attention, dressing like this is just asking for trouble, right?

Moreover, why should she let those disgusting men outside enjoy the sight of what belongs to her?

Men, after all, like it when other men’s wives wear revealing clothes, and of course want their own wives to dress as modestly as possible.

Yao Cen immediately understood his little mind game and blinked, “What if I insist on wearing this?”

“I’ll break your leg,” said Xiao Shun.

Yao Cen was amused by his serious appearance, laughing so much that she trembled like a blossoming flower.

“Alright, since you’re so malicious, I won’t wear it,” she said with a charming laugh, “I’ll go change into a sports suit, what do you think?”

“Don’t change yet, let me look at you a bit longer,” Xiao Shun stared at her, lost. How could a woman be so beautiful, it’s simply against the natural order.

Yao Cen: “……”

Around two o’clock the next afternoon, the two, along with more than forty employees, boarded a bus headed for Mount Kumi.

Yao Cen had always presented a cold and efficient image at the company, giving employees a sense of unapproachability.

Today, wearing a fitted sports suit made her seem a bit more amiable. The employees, not as restrained as usual, chatted and laughed along the journey, quite relaxed.

Xiao Shun usually didn’t pay much attention to his image. If you didn’t know him, you might even mistake him for an office janitor, so he didn’t have much of a distance with the employees.

“Mr. Xiao, sing us a song? We’ve never heard you sing before.”

“Yeah, let Mr. Xiao sing for us, or we’ll all fall asleep.”

There was probably no other program on the journey besides singing. Xiao Shun didn’t feel embarrassed, stood up, took the microphone and said, “I’m really not good at singing, I don’t know how to sing. How about I tell you a little story instead?”

“Great! Applause!”

Clap clap clap, everyone was very supportive.

“This is a true story. When I was in high school, I lived in a dormitory with more than ten people. One night, I was sound asleep when I suddenly felt a hand touching my face. I opened my eyes in a daze and saw one of my roommates holding a fruit knife, touching my face and then my head, and even lightly tapping it.”

“He muttered to himself, ‘This one’s not ripe,’ then walked away, touching the head of the roommate next to me, kneading it a few times and tapping it again saying, ‘This one’s not ripe either.’ Everyone knew this roommate had a sleepwalking problem and it was said that sleepwalkers shouldn’t be woken up or they could die, so those of us who were woken up didn’t dare disturb him.”

“It wasn’t until the next morning that we curiously asked him, ‘What did you dream about last night?’ Guess what he said?”

Everyone shook their heads in confusion.

“He said he dreamed that he was picking watermelons in his home’s field, and after half a day he hadn’t found a ripe one…”

“I go, what would he have done if he found a ripe one? Would he have cut it with the knife?” A male employee said with a laugh.

“It’s no joke, sleepwalkers can be very scary. My husband once stood on the balcony in the middle of the night for a long time. It scared me so much, I thought he had encountered a problem he couldn’t overcome and was considering suicide. Who would have thought that after a while, he came back inside with his eyes still closed.”

“I hope none of us here sleepwalks. I don’t want to share a room with them!”

The crowd began to discuss among themselves.

“Where did you go to high school?” Yao Cen asked curiously after Xiao Shun finished telling his story.

When her grandfather brought Xiao Shun home, he never told her where he came from, and she never asked.

“I never went to high school. I made it up. I was an orphan who was taken in by my master. He taught me medicine and martial arts,” replied Xiao Shun.

In fact, the story he told was true.

However, it didn’t happen in a high school dormitory, but under a bridge where beggars congregated.

And the person dreaming wasn’t someone else, but Xiao Shun himself.

He knew nothing about his own origin. It was as if he was born an orphan, like a little beggar.

Xiao Shun’s only memory from earlier times seemed to be that dream, that watermelon field, and that tiled house.

Also, that elderly man with silver hair on the ridge, his grandfather. Yes, that old man was his grandfather. That’s what he called him in his dream.

The dream was short, but he remembered it clearly because it was the only clue about his origin, so he always kept it in his mind.

“Do you remember what your parents looked like?” Yao Cen asked softly.

Now that the two were married, she wanted to know more about Xiao Shun, including all his past experiences and his family.

Xiao Shun shook his head: “No, I don’t remember.”

“Have you ever tried to find them?” Yao Cen asked again.

“I seem to have lost a part of my memory, maybe I forgot because I was too young at the time,” Xiao Shun said with a smile.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

He was six when he had that dream. He only remembers things from half a year before he turned six, and nothing before that.

Yao Cen couldn’t understand what it felt like to lack a part of one’s memory, especially the most important part. It must not be a happy thing.

She held Xiao Shun’s hand and said softly, “Where was the first city in your memory? We could try to look for it, with today’s advanced information, both the government and the public pay great attention to lost or trafficked children, maybe we can find some clues.”

“Let’s forget about it, there’s no need. I’m living a good life now, aren’t I? And I have such a beautiful wife, what more could I ask for?” Xiao Shun laughed.

However, his mood was somewhat complicated. Probably everyone wants to know how they came into this world.

Lacking a large part of his memory, his life seems incomplete.

In the evening, the bus stopped in front of a farmhouse. A row of various small white buildings was very noticeable under the night sky.

The mountains not far away looked like predators waiting for prey in the dark, eerie yet spectacular.

“Are you the company that booked our place yesterday?” A very simple-looking middle-aged woman came over and asked loudly.

Nowadays, everything is ordered online, even the owners of these farmhouses nestled in the mountains are keeping up with the times.

“This should be the right place,” Xiao Shun confirmed and walked over, “We are from Starline Bio, you must be Miss Ge?”

The middle-aged woman smiled warmly: “Ge Dazhi is my husband, you can call me Lv Qin, come in with me. You can wash your faces first, rest a bit, the meal will be ready soon.”