
"Actually, a person's life is not that long. Life is fleeting. Therefore, there must be a continuation of life. If you come to this world, you must leave something behind for this world, right?"
"Auntie's life seems to be incomparably glorious. She has lived more freely and happily than most people. She doesn't need to worry about food or clothing. She can do whatever she wants. But do you know what Auntie feels is the happiest and greatest thing she has ever done in her life?"
"It's Jing Nongying."
As soon as Jing Shuang's words came out, the eyes of all the little fellows in the studio turned red.
They were truly touched by a mother's good intentions and her love for her daughter in this lifetime.
Even Jing Nongying's own eyes were red, because she never thought that her mother, who only knew how to push her to death every day, would actually be doing it for her own good. So the most proud thing in her life was actually having her.
Jing Nongying suddenly didn't want to struggle anymore. She wanted to listen to Jing Shuang's life and obediently go on blind dates.
Jing Shuang was the closest person in the world to her. She felt that she should not disappoint her, nor should she feel sad. Otherwise, she would not be able to forgive her actions.
"Auntie, what if Jing Nongying really doesn't want to get married? What should we do?" Mo Han's voice was extremely soft.
Jing Shuang sighed, "Actually, she really doesn't want to get married. What can Auntie do? It's impossible for her to be kidnapped to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate with someone she doesn't like?"
"Auntie, apart from leaving her the property of her life, there's nothing else she can do."
Jing Shuang's tone became extremely depressed.
Jing Nongying instantly smiled, then walked to Mo Han and took her phone.
"Mom, I will obediently go to the blind date you arranged in the future. Thank you for loving me so much in this life." This was the first time that Jing Nongying had expressed her love for Jing Shuang since she grew up.
Jing Shuang was stunned and did not speak.
It was already early in the morning when he returned to his room after settling the matter of Jing Nongying. Mo Han, who pushed the door open, was stunned because the one lying on the bed in the bedroom was not Fu Yuchen, but several suitcases filled with money.
"What are you doing?" Mo Han was dumbfounded.
Fu Yuchen sat by the window. Yun Fanfeng glanced at Mo Han gently and said, "Here you go."
"Give me money? Why are you giving me money?" Mo Han said in confusion as she began to move the box.
"Didn't you say that you like money? Of course I'll give you what you like." Fu Yuchen's tone was sour. Only then did Mo Han react to what was going on and immediately burst into laughter.
"Fu Yuchen, Young Master Fu, are you kidding me? Didn't I just say it casually? Are you so stingy? You're actually jealous of money?" Mo Han was stunned by Fu Yuchen's sudden childish temper.
Fu Yuchen nodded, "…"
"Of course I love you. Do you still need to confirm this matter?"
"Hurry up and get rid of the box with me. I'm asleep. I'm so sleepy." Mo Han yawned one after another.
"…" Fu Yuchen remained silent.
Seeing this, Mo Han could only stretch out her hands and hug him forcefully. At the same time, she began to act coquettish, "Darling, I was wrong."
"That's more like it." Only then did Fu Yuchen put away his grievances satisfactorily and began to act.
Lying on a soft bed, hugged by someone she loved, Mo Han really felt that this moment was wonderful.
Mo Han had a dream. She dreamed that Jing Nongying would go on a trip with her. As a result, the two of them were walking while Jing Nongying had actually disappeared.
No matter how much she searched, no matter how much she shouted, she could not be found.
This made Mo Han wake up covered in cold sweat. He immediately pulled open the blanket and rushed to Jing Nongying's bedroom, then anxiously knocked on the door.
In the end, he knocked for a long time, but didn't react for a single day.
Mo Han hesitated for a moment before she raised her hand and tried to twist the door of the room to see if it could be opened. In the end, it really opened.
The bedroom was empty, and at the same time, Jing Nongying's custom wooden box had disappeared.
Mo Han's heart instantly rose to her throat. She hurriedly ran back to her bedroom, took her rechargeable phone, and began to call Jing Nongying. However, no matter how many times she dialed, the female voice on the phone was still that of an unfamiliar person. "Hello! The phone you dialed has been turned off. Please dial again later …" Sorry
Mo Han immediately shook Fu Yuchen awake, "Jing Nongying is gone!"
The sleepy Fu Yuchen looked at the panicked Mo Han and was puzzled, "Painter Jing is an adult now, could he still lose it?"
"She must have gone shopping somewhere and will be back soon. Don't worry, go back to my arms and sleep again. We'll get up and go to work." After all, Fu Yuchen was exhausted because he slept too late last night.
"I've called her countless times. She's turned off!" Mo Han's voice became sharp. This was the prerequisite for her to lose control. As her husband, Fu Yuchen naturally knew about it.
"It's okay, honey. Jing Hua's phone must be dead. Don't think about it." Fu Yuchen quickly opened his arms and comforted.
Mo Han's voice became choked up, "I dreamed last night that we would travel together, and then she disappeared, you know? She disappeared."
Hearing Mo Han's choking voice, Fu Yuchen immediately lost his sleepiness. He quickly raised his hand and patted her back gently, "Well, you lie down obediently. I'll immediately arrange for someone to find Writer Jing and let you know as soon as there's news, okay?"
"Really?" Mo Han confirmed worriedly.
"Of course, trust your husband." Fu Yuchen nodded, signaling for Mo Han to wait peacefully. However, Mo Han's heart was still filled with panic.
After all, it was six in the morning. Even if Jing Nongying wanted to go out to do some work, it was impossible for her to choose this point. It must be after dawn, during normal office hours. Now that this point had actually disappeared, it was obvious that something big had happened.
But why didn't she wake herself and her fellow studios? Could it be that Jing Nongying didn't know that there were so many people and so much power?
But the communication with Jing Shuang was also very good last night, so Mo Han really couldn't think of anything that could make Jing Nongying so anxious.
Naturally, Mo Han couldn't sleep, so she immediately changed her clothes and walked out of the room. She started to walk around the studio with her brows furrowed.
Si Nian was the first companion besides her and Fu Yuchen to get up. Looking at Mo Han who was so anxious, she was dumbfounded, "What happened?"
"Jing Nong is gone! I always turn off my phone when I call her. I dreamt that she was missing last night, so I woke up and went to her room immediately, but there was no one there. Do you know?" Mo Han's heart was in complete panic.
Si Nian was stunned. "Didn't she go back to her hometown to see Aunt Jing?"
"Huh? What? She went back to her hometown?" Mo Han's eyeballs almost didn't fall to the ground.
Si Nian nodded. "Yes, she told us last night. She has been floating outside for more than half a year. She wants to stay with Aunt Jing for half a month before returning to the studio. She has arranged for Shunfeng Express to mail everything she needs for her job."
"When did this happen? Why don't I know?" Mo Han heaved a long sigh of relief in her heart, but the doubts in her mind still hadn't dissipated.
"Didn't you rush back to your bedroom to accompany your husband last night? You said it after you left." Sinian said as she walked towards the coffee maker.
"My God! You don't even know that you scared me to death this morning. It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine." Mo Han also followed.
"Let's go out for a walk sometime. I don't feel like we have time to go out for half a year." Si Nian's eyes were filled with yearning.
Half a year was also the year when Mo Han's studio experienced the biggest change, so it was not easy for each of them to work overtime, and they almost forgot what their normal schedule looked like.
Although Mo Han did not say anything, her heart had always been filled with guilt.
"After we're done at the end of the year, we'll take a two-month vacation. Everyone goes out to take a look at the blind date, the romantic date, the marriage."
'"If this class goes on like this, let alone blind dates, romantic relationships, and marriages, I guess everyone is almost forgetting what their other half looks like. Haha." Sinian laughed heartily.
Mo Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sister, I think what you said makes sense. Haha!"
At this moment, Jing Nongying had already arrived home safely. However, because Aunt Far Away was in a hurry to bring her and Jing Shuang to meet someone, she couldn't return in time after seeing so many missed calls from Mo Han.
Seeing Jing Nongying, Jing Shuang was naturally very happy. After all, this was her daughter's initiative to return, so she was much happier.
More importantly, she actually agreed to meet someone else's blind date. This was an unprecedented situation in the past.
The blind date was arranged in a cafe with a decent environment in the county. The other party was a fat-looking young man. When Jing Nongying and Jing Shuang walked over, he was lowering his head and playing the game in his hand.
Seeing a girl walk over, she said, "Are you the blind date my mother mentioned? Sit down for a while and wait for me to finish this game."
Nongying Jing nodded, "It's fine. You play your game." Then, he extended his hand to summon the waiter and ordered the flower tea for Jing Shuang and himself.
Jing Shuang's expression was already very ugly. How could such an uneducated young man be worthy of her outstanding daughter?
When the young man raised his head again, half an hour later, Jing Shuang did not show any signs of vitality. She drank tea while admiring the scenery outside the window.
She had rarely returned to this small county. The scenery on both sides of the street had changed. She was familiar with each other, but not very familiar with each other.
"You're actually not angry. I've played this game for so long." The young man looked at Jing Nongying in extreme surprise.
"People don't like to be disturbed when they do what they like. Understandable." Jing Nongying said with a smile.
"Is this your mother?" The young man looked at Jing Shuang curiously and asked.
"Yes." Jing Shuang nodded, and the young man's expression immediately turned ugly. "How could you bring your mother here for a blind date? Is it your mother marrying me, or are you marrying me?"
"Even free love marriages require the consent of both parents. Isn't that so?" Jing Nongying retorted softly.
"Heh, that's true." The young man nodded in disdain, and then continued to ask, "What degree do you have?"
"Graduate student, I have studied abroad before." Jing Nongying said very simply.
"Girl, it's useless to read so many books. Don't you have to go on a blind date and find a man to support yourself?" The young man said earnestly.
Jing Shuang had already wanted to stand up and leave, but Jing Nongying had stopped her. After all, it was introduced by her family. She could not tear her face apart and directly leave. She felt good in her heart, but for countless years to come, she would definitely be whispered behind her back.
Jing Nongying did not like this point, so she chose to endure the calm for a while, but she did not like it after taking a step back.
'"Sir, I don't quite agree with that view. The reason why girls can support themselves now is because their circle of friends is too small, so they need to spread out. It's not like you said that they need to find a man to support themselves."
The young man looked Jing Nongying up and down a few times, "How much money can a woman earn? Really! A frog in a well!"
Jing Nongying smiled, "Then how much does Teacher earn a month?"
"I have 8,000 yuan a month! How about it? Is it enough to support you? You have no problem raising both of them!" The young man laughed wildly.


