I'm back in 1990

Chapter 759: Whispers

Meanwhile, Huang Erhe was sightseeing in Suzhou with his parents-in-law and the rest of his family.

When visiting Suzhou, you must go to the gardens.

At this moment, the whole family is in the Humble Administrator's Garden. It is the season of spring warmth and blooming flowers, and it is also Sunday. The garden is crowded with tourists. Although the garden is indeed beautiful, the experience of visiting the "Lake Hermitage" yesterday is not as good as yesterday. If they want to take a photo, they have to squeeze in and look for the right moment to take one, because the main attractions are crowded with tourists who want to take or are taking photos.

Xing Jia, the youngest daughter-in-law of the Cheng family, complained to her husband, Cheng Yiwu, "Why are there so many people here!"

At that moment, Cheng Yiwu was holding his son, who was only a few months old. Hearing his wife's complaint, he smiled憨厚ly and said, "The four famous gardens! Naturally, there will be more tourists who come here because of their reputation."

Xing Jia muttered under her breath, dissatisfied, "What are these so-called four famous gardens? They're nothing special. They're not even as pretty as the garden from yesterday."

This was overheard by a tourist next to her. Hearing that there were gardens even more beautiful than the Humble Administrator's Garden, he couldn't help but become curious.

"Hello, what's the name of the garden you visited yesterday? We'd like to go check it out later."

Before Xing Jia could speak, Cheng Yiwu, who was holding his son, interrupted her.

"Could you take our son and hold him for a while? My arms are killing me!"

After seeing the man's gaze, Xing Jia realized what was going on. She took her son from him and explained to the tourist who had asked her, "I was referring to Lingering Garden!"

Tourists readily agreed: "Lingering Garden! No wonder, it's one of the four most famous gardens! It's even been featured on a postage stamp!"

He then thanked Xing Jia, saying, "Thank you!"

After the tourists left, Xing Jia stuck out her tongue sheepishly, then glanced guiltily at her fourth sister, her brother-in-law, and her parents-in-law. Fortunately, they were a few people away from her and didn't hear what she had just said.

After the crowd thinned out, Cheng Yiwu said to Xing Jia, "Don't forget what Mom and Dad said last night. When you get back, don't tell anyone about 'Lake Hermitage' or your fourth brother-in-law's lakeside villa. Don't tell your parents either, understand?"

"Okay!" Xing Jia said reluctantly, holding her son.

Last night, when the whole family was having dinner on the cruise ship, Cheng's parents specifically instructed their children, sons-in-law, and daughters-in-law to keep their mouths shut and not to say a word about the Huang family's affairs to anyone.

Cheng's children naturally understood the implications and all nodded in agreement. Moreover, they had also received many benefits from the Huang family. The jobs of Cheng's children were all arranged by the Huang family, so in this respect, their interests were aligned with those of the Huang family.

After visiting the Humble Administrator's Garden, the group was a bit tired. Seeing this, Huang Erhe asked the driver to take them directly to Songhelou Restaurant for lunch and a rest.

After the meal, Cheng's mother said to her fourth son-in-law, "Erhe! Let's go to Hanshan Temple this afternoon! Your father and I will rest there while you go and have your fun. Just come pick us up when you're done! I'm getting old, and my energy can't keep up with you young people."

Huang Erhe didn't rush to agree. Instead, he glanced at his wife, Cheng Jing, who smiled and said, "Okay! We'll listen to Mom and Dad. They've walked a lot today and must be quite tired."

The other children who had started their own families naturally had no objections. After thinking for a moment, Huang Erhe gave a suggestion.

"Mom and Dad, how about this? After we go to Hanshan Temple, I'll arrange for you to listen to Pingtan (a type of storytelling and ballad singing in Suzhou dialect). You can drink tea and listen to opera there. It's better than just waiting for us at the temple."

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When Cheng's parents heard about their fourth son-in-law's arrangement, they were extremely satisfied.

Cheng's father smiled and said, "Okay, whatever you say!"

After accompanying Cheng's parents to Hanshan Temple, Huang Erhe had the driver take the elderly couple, along with his sister-in-law and her family who wanted to rest with them, to a Pingtan (a type of storytelling and ballad singing) theater that had already been booked.

To be precise, this is a teahouse with the traditional charm of Suzhou. Some people who love Pingtan (a traditional Suzhou storytelling art form) and tourists who visit the area sit in comfortable armchairs, sipping fragrant tea and listening to the Pingtan performers on stage, enjoying a very leisurely time.

Cheng's parents immediately fell in love with the place. After settling in his parents-in-law and his wife's older sister and her husband, the rest of the Cheng family continued to their next stop, Tiger Hill.

As Cheng Jing walked, she held Mao Wa and Mi Guo's hands and asked her husband, "Why did you think of sending my parents to listen to Pingtan (a traditional Chinese storytelling and ballad singing art)?"

Huang Erhe smiled smugly: "Have you forgotten? I'm a true-blue Suzhou native!"

Cheng Jing couldn't help but laugh, and after laughing, she said, "You're just bragging! You forgot that you told me you only spent a short time in Suzhou, that you grew up and went to school in Qingjiang, and then joined the army. Now you're saying you're a true Suzhou native."

Seeing that his wife was looking down on him, Huang Erhe started arguing with Cheng Jing: "My mother is from Suzhou, isn't she?"

Cheng Jing nodded. Her mother-in-law was indeed from Suzhou; that much was true.

Seeing that his wife had admitted it, Huang Erhe continued, "My father was from Shazhou in Suzhou, that's true, isn't it?"

Cheng Jing nodded; she knew that too.

Seeing Cheng Jing nod again, Huang Erhe became smug: "My parents are both from Suzhou, so tell me, am I a true Suzhou native?"

Cheng Jing was amused by the man's sudden childlike behavior: "Yes, yes, yes! You're from Suzhou, okay?"

Huang Erhe was still dissatisfied with his wife's answer: "What do you mean by 'okay'? I am okay, aren't I?"

Helpless, Cheng Jing could only say, word by word, "You're from Suzhou!"

"Hahaha," Huang Erhe laughed smugly when he saw his wife like this.

At this moment, Cheng Ling, the youngest daughter of the Cheng family, ran over and asked, "Fourth brother-in-law, are we going back to Shanghai tonight?"

"Okay, after we pick up Mom and Dad, we'll have dinner early, then stroll around Pingjiang Road for a while to digest, and then we'll head back to Shanghai. It's very close, only an hour to get home."

As evening approached, the golden rays of the setting sun shone on the old stone slabs of Pingjiang Road. Although the area was bustling with people, the tourists seemed quite relaxed.

Cheng's father couldn't help but praise, "This place is great! It has character!"

Cheng's mother also exclaimed in surprise, "I've been to this place a long time ago, but it wasn't this lively back then."

At this moment, Cheng Jie, the third daughter of the Cheng family, said to her parents, "Your thinking is outdated. A few years ago, Suzhou developed this road, and it became very popular. Now it is a must-visit place for tourists coming to Suzhou."

Cheng's grandchildren were very interested in the various snacks along the road. Despite having just eaten dinner, they tried almost every kind of snack, such as Osmanthus Garden, Chicken Feet, and Plum Blossom Cake.

Maowa and Miguo were led by their aunt Chengling, while Huang Erhe and Cheng Jing walked slowly behind the children, holding hands.

Cheng Jing held the man's hand, looked at her family, and felt very happy.

When her family wasn't paying attention and there weren't many people around, she whispered something in the man's ear. Huang Erhe smiled and nodded after hearing it, but Cheng Jing's face immediately turned red because she had just told the man that her ovulation period was approaching.