The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

Chapter 509: 509 Qinghe Call Wife 4

Before Xiao Yishan could speak, Qingyue spoke first, “Grandpa Wang, I’ll pay you an extra three cents for reserving a seat. For both mine and fourth brother’s car fee, I’ll give you a total of nine cents.”

“Alright then.” This time, Wang Crippled had nothing more to say.

Qingyue also got on the cow’s car. Wang Crippled shouted, “Hold on tight!”

The cow’s car set off grandly towards the town.

Qingyue looked back and saw Xiao Yishan standing in his place, leaning on his crutch. He looked somewhat lost and reluctant as he watched her.

Second brother must want to go too.

It’s better for him to stay at home and rest since he has a leg injury.

The little bastard had also come to see her off.

It knew it wasn’t going, so it obediently stayed by second brother’s side.

She called out, “Second brother, go home. I’ll be back soon!”

“Yue’er, I’ll be waiting for you!” Xiao Yishan’s rough male voice was filled with warmth and anticipation.

Qingyue somehow felt there was something ambiguous about it.

Wang Crippled sat in the front row driving the car, with his back facing them. He couldn’t see his expression.

Qinghe appeared indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Zhou Fuquan grinned at Qingyue, “Sister-in-law, you and second Brother Xiao seem to have a good relationship.”

Hearing this, she felt awkward and smiled, “Yes. Are you also going to town, older brother Zhou?”

“I’ve made an appointment with an employer in town. I’m going to work part-time for a couple of days.” He scratched his head and glanced at the basket she was carrying, “What’s in this basket? It smells delicious!”

“Food.” She had no intention of elaborating and certainly wouldn’t offer him any.

“It smells like meat…” Zhou Fuquan was puzzled.

She nodded, “Stir-fried meat with vegetables.”

“No wonder it’s so tempting.” Zhou Fuquan didn’t ask any further, only saying, “How’s Chuan doing?”

“He’s doing great.”

Zhou Fuquan then looked at Xiao Qinghe’s wheelchair, “This wheelchair looks really high-grade.”

She smiled.

“Qinghe, you’re really lucky.” Zhou Fuquan said enviously, “Your sister-in-law is so good to you.”

Upon hearing this, Qingyue felt even more uncomfortable. But she thought that she was Qinghe’s sister-in-law, so it wasn’t strange if people thought she treated her young uncle well.

“Qingyue is very good.” Xiao Qinghe nodded.

Zhou Fuquan glanced at his legs, “It’s good to get out more. Staying at home all the time can be boring.”

Qinghe gave a faint smile.

Men are not as talkative as women, and Qinghe and Zhou Fuquan weren’t very loquacious. They stopped talking after exchanging a few words.

Instead, Wang Crippled started singing loudly again, “Xi li hua la mountain li gua… wa la la… gua la la… ”

“Xi li xiu liu… chi liu xiu…wa gua la… wu la la…”

As the old man’s throaty chorus pierced her ears, Qingyue wished she had earplugs to plug them.

Xiao Qinghe, on the other hand, listened expressionless.

His clear eyes appreciated the lush mountain scenery on both sides of the road, watched the birds chirping cheerfully on branches by the roadside, and soaked in the morning breeze.

He had walked this road to town many times before. He’d never indulged in riding the cow’s car once, always choosing to walk there and back.

How much he missed those times.

Now, it had been over four years.

With his legs unable to walk, he thought he’d spend the rest of his life on the bed.

Being able to see the familiar mountains and the familiar roads again consumed him with emotion.

His clear eyes fell on Qingyue, and he was filled with gratitude towards her for granting him this experience.

Qingyue also noticed his deep emotion and simply returned his gaze with a light smile.

Zhou Fuquan’s face wrinkled as he listened to the mountain song, but he didn’t try to stop it.

Qingyue asked, “Older brother Zhou, do you like this mountain song?”