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Chapter 193 See you again
When Zhao Ruijin's grandmother saw Zhao Dezhu appear, she was surprised, yet angry, and her expression was extremely complicated.

"What are you doing here?" Grandma asked unhappily.

"I came to see Cong Fang's." Zhao Dezhu said.

"You still remember to come? Congfang doesn't need you to watch over her." Grandma said unhappily, and was about to close the door.

"Mom, wait a minute, listen to me..." Zhao Dezhu was a little anxious.

When grandma heard him call her mother and remembered that she seemed to have called her that before, her expression brightened a little.

The movements of his hands stopped and his tone became much softer.

"what do you want to say?"

"Mom, I only found out about Cong Fang's situation recently. I don't have many friends in Ruijin, and no one told me about it. To be honest, I actually blamed Zhou Zhou for what happened to her, but when I heard about her current situation, I... I..."

Zhao Dezhu knew that his mother-in-law was easily influenced and that if he said a few nice words to her, she would definitely let him in.

Sure enough, before he could finish his words, the iron gate was opened from the inside.

Of course, Zhao Dezhu was not lying to her, it was also a true expression of his feelings.

When I walked into the house and looked at my grandmother in front of me, she seemed a little older than before.

"Mom, I'm sorry to bother you."

Grandma looked at Zhao Dezhu, who had gained some weight, and sighed, "Why did you two end up like this? You loved her so much back then, and you promised her father again and again that you would take good care of her..."

As grandma spoke, her voice choked and she began to wipe away her tears.

When Zhao Dezhu heard this, he thought of the past. His father-in-law and mother-in-law only had Zhou Congfang as their daughter, so they naturally didn't want her to be too far away. That was why they had always opposed Zhou Congfang quitting her good job and following Zhao Dezhu away from Ruijin.

But their daughter insisted again and again, and with Zhao Dezhu's repeated assurances, the old couple finally gave in and nodded in agreement.

But where is the guarantee now? My spouse passed away early, and everything has changed.

It was so cruel for the grandmother. She lost her husband, her daughter was abused beyond recognition, and her lovely grandson was also gone.

"Mom, when I come back this time, I will take you back to Binhai. You can go back with us." Zhao Dezhu said.

Grandma looked at him, sighed deeply, but said nothing, then turned and walked towards the room on the right.

"You should go see Cong Fang first."

Grandma gently pushed open the door and Zhao Dezhu took a look inside.

It was already early in the morning, but the curtains in the room were closed and the light was dim.

"Cong Fang often suffers from insomnia at night and falls asleep only when it is almost dawn. I didn't wake her up. It's better to sleep a little longer. It will make her more energetic..."

Grandma turned around and muttered to the balcony to hang out the clothes that had just been hung out to dry.

Zhao Dezhu glanced at his back and called out "Zhou Zhou" in a low voice, but got no response.

He hesitated slightly, then pushed the door and walked in.

Zhou Congfang was sleeping so soundly that even when Zhao Dezhu came to her bedside, she showed no sign of waking up.

Of course, it is also possible that Zhao Dezhu's movements were too light.

Looking at the woman in front of him with a haggard face and thinning hair, Zhao Dezhu found it hard to associate her with the wife in his mind. It was as if she had become a different person.

He looked old, thin, and haggard, with a frown on his face even when he was sleeping.

His eyeballs rolled rapidly under his eyelids from time to time, as if he was having a nightmare.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Dezhu could no longer hide his sadness.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he couldn't help but reach out and gently smooth the messy hair on her forehead.

"How did this happen..."

He really hated her and wished she died, and he really loved her and wished he could die for her.

But seeing her haggard appearance, everything seemed to disappear, and I just wanted her to be well...

Zhou Congfang was actually a light sleeper. She woke up when Zhao Dezhu just touched her. "Husband..."

Zhou Congfang opened her eyes, looked at Zhao Dezhu and smiled happily.

Zhao Dezhu was slightly stunned. He hadn't heard this title for a long time since his divorce.

But he didn't say much, and smiled and said, "Wake up."

"You got off work, and I was so sleepy that I forgot to cook dinner."

Zhou Congfang stretched her hand out from under the quilt, wanting a hug.

Zhao Dezhu finally realized that Zhou Congfang had mental problems and seemed to have forgotten that they were divorced.

However, when he saw the shocking scar on Zhou Congfang's wrist, his heart ached.

He reached out and held her in his arms, patted her on the back, and whispered in her ear: "If you are sleepy, just sleep a little longer."

"I'm not sleepy. I need to get up and cook for my husband."

As she spoke, she let go of Zhao Dezhu and was about to get out of bed.

Then she froze and looked around in surprise.

"Hey, we went back to our hometown? How come I don't remember anything at all?" She patted her head.

Her movements were so heavy that it felt like she was not hitting her own head, giving people an extremely crazy feeling.

Zhao Dezhu quickly grabbed her arm and comforted her, "If you can't remember, then we won't think about it anymore."

Zhou Congfang heard this, looked at him and laughed, "That's right, as long as my husband is here, it doesn't matter where I am."

As she spoke, she picked up the clothes beside her and put them on.

Zhao Dezhu quickly stood up and helped her tidy it up.

"Did Dad go fishing recently? I want to eat the red fish cooked by him. Oh, honey, don't you like braised duck the most? I wonder if the market is open yet. Let Mom go and buy some..."

Zhou Congfang was talking as she walked out the door. Zhao Dezhu hurriedly stood up and blocked the floor-length mirror beside her.

Zhou Congfang walked out of the room and saw her mother hanging clothes. She didn't seem to notice anything unusual, so she walked over and asked, "Mom, where's my dad?"

Grandma looked at Zhao Dezhu with some surprise.

Zhao Dezhu shook his head slightly at her.

Grandma then looked at Zhou Congfang again and said, "Your father went to your aunt's house."

"Zhao Dezhu and I rarely come back, why is he running out?" Zhou Congfang muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"Ah? Oh." Grandma didn't know how to reply to her.

"Mom, let me help you hang the clothes."

As she spoke, she reached out and took the clothes from her grandmother's hand, as if she didn't notice anything different about her.

"Okay then. I'll leave it to you."

"Mom, I'm hungry. Please cook dinner. By the way, is the braised duck stall in the market still open? I want to try their braised duck."

"It's only noon now, why cook dinner?" Grandma blurted out without thinking.

"Noon?"

Zhou Congfang was holding clothes in her hands, and she seemed to be under a spell. She stood there motionless, staring at the warm sun outside the window.

Grandma grabbed Zhao Dezhu's arm and asked nervously, "Did I... did I say something wrong?"

Zhao Dezhu shook his head and signaled her not to worry.

At this moment, Zhou Congfang seemed to come to her senses, shook the clothes in her hands, and continued to hang them up to dry.

Grandma breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhao Dezhu, who was most familiar with Zhou Congfang, seemed to have noticed something different.

(End of this chapter)