WMWH Chapter 27

Rainy Weather | Tuesday, July 15, 2019

The morning before yesterday, I was forcefully kissed by my wife again on the way home. Although it only lasted three seconds, I was still very happy.

I seem to have forgotten something, again?

Oh yes, I love my wife.

When I woke up this morning, the weather forecast said there would be rain. I called my wife and wanted to ask him if he had an umbrella. If he didn’t get off work, I could pick him up.

The phone rang for a minute and no one answered.

I put my phone away and went to the place where the umbrellas were placed at the entrance to see if there was one umbrella missing. I took a quick look and found that one was missing. However, I pretended not to notice and decided to pick up my wife from work at five o’clock in the afternoon.

It was raining and the road was so slippery. My wife was a new driver and it would be bad if something happened to him on the road.

After making up my mind, I went into the studio, dragged out my toolbox, and started today’s task – making a washboard.

When I was at home, whenever my father made my mother angry, my mother would make him kneel on the washboard. My mother wouldn’t be angry anymore after my dad kneeled on the washboard, so I think we should have one at home. So that next time if I made my wife angry, I can say, “Don’t be angry, I’ll kneel on the washboard to show you, okay?”

My father said that as a man, one must bravely sacrifice oneself to maintain family peace, not to mention the washboard or instant noodles, keyboard, and washing machine, etc. When one should kneel, one must kneel.

I think what my dad said makes sense.

I will work hard to learn from him.

After the washboard mould was finished, I tried to kneel on the ground for a while. My knees started to hurt a little soon, but it didn’t matter. For the sake of family peace, I could bear the pain.

I started waxing the washboard when my phone rang and it was my wife.

Fang Fang, what’s the matter?

I want to pick you up in the afternoon.

No, I’ll just drive back.

But it’s raining and the road is too slippery.

I can just drive slowly, so don’t come. I got off work early this morning and will probably be home at around three o’clock.

Oh fine. Then be careful on the road.

Yes, remember to close the doors and windows at home.

Okay.

Bye-Bye.

Bye-Bye.

I ended the phone call and stayed in a daze for a while, then continued waxing the washboard.

As soon as noon arrived, a drizzle began to fall outside the window. The drizzle gradually became heavier, and the wind picked up. The trees, flowers and plants downstairs were knocked upside down.

I looked at the clock, half past one. I thought for a while, then took the car keys and went out.

The rain came so hard and fast that even if the wipers in front of the car window swung desperately from side to side, the car was still unable to move forward. The journey that used to take only twenty minutes took me a full fifty minutes.

I parked the car under the office building, took my umbrella and coat and got out. The distance from the car to the door was less than fifty meters, but almost half of my body was soaked.

The girl at the front desk was surprised to see me.

Mr. Fang, why are you here?

I said I came to pick up my wife.

But Mr. Fang, she looked at me doubtfully and said, Teacher Xiao doesn’t work on Tuesday.

I was stunned for a while before I realized what she meant. Just as I was about to take out my phone to call and ask where my wife was, I found that the phone was stuck due to water.

I turned around and wanted to leave. The girl at the front desk stopped me: Mr. Fang, it’s raining so hard outside, please sit down for a while before leaving!

I shook my head and ran out with my umbrella and coat. My clothes were soaked and the cool wind blew a little cold on me. I sneezed.

I think my wife must be thinking about me.

I love my wife.

 

 Cloudy Weather | Wednesday, July 16, 2019

 

It was evening when I woke up today.

The eyelids were still a little heavy, but the mind was already awake. I lay down in bed and slowly recalled what happened yesterday.

When I went home yesterday, I drove the car very fast. As soon as I entered the garage, I couldn’t wait to take out the keys to my house. There were drops of water all over the floor from the entrance to the living room. I found my spare mobile phone and called my wife. After calling, I heard the human service personnel say that his phone was turned off.

It was still raining outside.

I found the phone number of “xx Service firm” and called it.

I said I wanted to know where my wife was right now.

An hour later they sent me a location, which was a hospital in G city. There was another message at the back: Mr. Fang, please don’t worry, Mr. Xiao had no accident, just routine treatment.

I felt a little dizzy and dialled the phone back again.

What is routine treatment?

This is not clear, Mr. Fang, we only know the psychological treatment room he went to. But since Ms. Jiang is with him, there shouldn’t be any big problem.

I hung up the phone, my head was dizzy, my face was a little hot, and everything in front of me was blurred.

It was still raining.

I told myself I was fine and my wife was with my mother and then passed out.

After waking up, I was now lying in bed, wearing pyjamas, with a nasty bitter medicinal taste still in my mouth.

I got out of bed, put on my slippers walked out, and saw my wife cooking something in the kitchen.

Are you awake? How do you feel? He ran over covered my forehead and asked me what else was wrong with me.

I shook my head, touched my stomach and said I was very hungry.

You can eat in a while, just wait at the table, my wife said, I am cooking Congee.

I sat down at the dining table and continued to look at my wife in a daze. I was wondering whether to eat first or ask him about the hospital first. Later I thought that he might not have eaten properly after taking care of me all day, so we should eat first.

We sat facing each other and drank green vegetables, tofu and rice Congee. Because of the addition of shrimp, the fragrance was a little fresh and the taste was very good.

This was the Congee my wife cooked.

Before I thought that he couldn’t cook, but it turned out he could do it much better than me.

I thought about the hospital again, and how he would rather have my mother accompany him to the hospital than me, and suddenly I felt useless.

Not good enough for him at all.

What should I do? I dare not say that I love my wife anymore.

 

Sunny Day | Thursday, July 17, 2019

 

After drinking Congee and taking medicine last night, I went to lie back in bed. My mother said that when people get sick, they should not run around and have to take a good rest so that they can recover quickly.

 I was very useless and didn’t want to cause any more trouble to my wife.

But I slept for too long during the day and now I couldn’t sleep at all. My eyes were closed but my consciousness was awake. When my wife turned off the lights and went to bed, I immediately felt it.

Fang Fang.

I heard him call me but I pretended not to hear him in case he knew I wasn’t asleep yet.

Are you asleep? He asked softly again.

I remained motionless with my eyes closed.

Good night.

Something soft touched my lips. Even if I didn’t open my eyes, I knew what it was. It was the gift of the night, the blessing of the god of sleep; the sweet kiss.

Then I fell asleep.

When I woke up again I felt refreshed.

I got out of bed, did a set of health exercises, and then told my wife to go to work. I was now ready to take care of myself and there was no problem.

My wife looked me up and down and said okay, I’ll make you some soup for you to drink for lunch and then went into the kitchen to wash the ribs.

I followed in and said what I wanted to say but didn’t say yesterday——

My wife, you are so virtuous.

My wife paused as he held the pot for a while, then turned around, gave me a look and told me to wash up immediately.

When I came out of the bathroom after washing, my wife had already left. There was cooked breakfast on the table, still steaming, and a note under the bowl.

To Fang Fang:
Remember to take medicine, drink more soup, don’t play with water, and text me what you want to eat and I will buy it when I get off work in the evening.

I looked at the small piece of paper over and over again, and the corner of my mouth almost reached the back of my head.

After eating and taking medicine, I lay on the sofa with nothing to do and started thinking about my wife.

After thinking about it for a while, my hands started to feel itchy and I wanted to clean them. So I stood up, changed into my work clothes, put on my gloves, and started giving the furniture at home a comprehensive cleaning.

When I was cleaning the shoe cabinet, I saw an A4-sized cowhide bag in the gap between the cabinet and the wall. I was a little curious, so I moved the cabinet a little further, and when I was about to take out the bag with my fingers, the documents in the bag fell out.

I simply moved the entire shoe cabinet, then bent down to pick up the documents.

It was a medical record with my wife’s name written on the first line and the date was July 14, 2019. I looked down curiously. The doctor’s handwriting was still the same as ghost drawings (scribbles). Fortunately, I have seen these characters since I was a child, so I could probably still figure out what ghosts were written on them.

Then I froze, and my mind went blank for a moment.

I didn’t know how long it took, but I took out my mobile phone and pressed the number of “xx Service office”.

I said I wanted to know immediately what happened to my wife when he was seventeen.

There was silence on the phone for a while and then I was told that it would require double the employment fee. I found the other party’s account and immediately transferred the money.

Sir, the information has been sent to your mailbox, please check it.

Before he finished speaking, I threw my phone on the sofa and pressed the computer’s power button. In the span of nine seconds, I walked around the house five times, I felt as if I was being roasted on a fire.

The computer interface was very simple, and there was a new email in the lower right corner that I needed to check.

I clicked in.

Ten minutes later I smashed my computer, grabbed my car keys and rushed out.

I felt that my sanity had been burned out, and all that was left was instinct.

 

Instinct said, beat Luo Bin to death.