yournovel Chapter 229 Rong Huan
Chapter 229 Rong Huan
Chapter 229 Rong Huan
As the sun gradually sank below the horizon, its golden afterglow enveloped the entire Star City in wispy threads.
As dusk fell, Yu Huan rode her electric scooter, a gentle breeze caressing her face, speeding along the non-motorized vehicle lane.
He had just come out of Huahai Computer City, with a clear shopping goal: he directly bought a USB microphone: SOMIC SM008.
Good quality and inexpensive, costing only twenty yuan.
It was still before the evening rush hour, so he sped along, quickly arriving near the cigarette factory dormitory area.
However, Yu Huan did not rush to cross the road to go home. Instead, he turned right into an alley, heading towards the vegetable market.
Suddenly, my phone started vibrating in my pocket, accompanied by a light, cheerful ringtone.
"It's you~ It's you~ The youth behind me is all you~ You painted my mountains and streams~ And brought me a torrential downpour..."
Yu Huan slowly twisted the brake and came to a steady stop on the side of the road. He easily put his feet on the ground and took out his phone to check it.
Seeing that it was a call from Lin's father, he quickly swiped to answer.
This alley leading to the vegetable market is bustling with pedestrians and electric bikes coming and going, occasionally punctuated by the urgent honking of horns.
Amidst the bustling noise of the city, Mr. Lin's steady and powerful voice came clearly from the receiver: "Xiao Yu, are you at work?"
Yu Huan turned her head slightly to face the mottled wall and replied, "Dad, I just went to Huahai Computer City and bought a microphone. I'm almost home."
“Oh, it’s like this, Uncle Xu is with me.” Lin’s father paused slightly before continuing, “We were just discussing going fishing at Laodao River the day after tomorrow, and we wanted to invite your grandfather along.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan immediately thought of Lin Yourong's album signing event in Changsha, which was on Sunday, and the day after tomorrow was Saturday. Without hesitation, she replied:
"No problem! I'll talk to my grandpa in a bit."
"Also, remember to call your mother-in-law beforehand." Mr. Lin then added, "Be careful riding your bike on the road, I'll hang up now."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan immediately understood that Old Lin wanted to take this opportunity to visit his in-laws.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly asked, "Is Mom going?"
"It's already been discussed. This time, it'll just be Uncle Xu and me going fishing."
"Okay!" Yu Huan replied.
Old Lin's laughter came through the phone, followed by the busy tone of the line being disconnected.
Yu Huan leisurely put away his phone, placed his hands on the handlebars, and gently twisted the throttle. The electric scooter carried him speeding towards the market.
At the market's fish stall, I selected a fresh, eight-ounce sea bass.
When I got home, I went straight to the kitchen, chopped some ginger and garlic, and marinated them with cooking wine, salt, ginger, and garlic for fifteen minutes.
Then, he carefully placed the fish into the steamer, covered the steamer, and began steaming.
With nothing to do at the moment, he moved to the living room, turned on the TV, watched the screen absentmindedly, and sat on the sofa to rest for a while.
Suddenly remembering Lao Lin's instructions, he picked up his phone from the coffee table and dialed Teacher Wu's number.
The call was connected instantly.
"Wow, it's like the sun has risen in the west! They actually called me today!" Teacher Wu teased from the other end of the line.
Hearing her mother's teasing, Yu Huan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said in a charmingly ingratiating tone, "Mom, I just wanted to chat with you. Is everything alright at home?"
"Everything is fine at home. Stop beating around the bush and tell me what's up?" Teacher Wu said directly.
"We have guests coming to visit, Mom, you need to prepare properly." Yu Huan chuckled, feigning mystery.
"Who?" Teacher Wu's voice revealed a hint of curiosity.
Yu Huan spoke slowly and deliberately: "Your in-laws!"
"Are both of you coming?" Teacher Wu asked with some surprise.
"Yes, there are indeed two people. Besides my father-in-law, the other one is the editor-in-chief of our newspaper. He even went fishing with my grandfather last time. Remember to tell my grandfather that you'd like to invite him to go with you."
No sooner had Yu Huan finished speaking than Teacher Wu pressed, "Isn't your mother-in-law coming?"
Even though Lao Lin sounded very confident, Yu Huan thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask him more carefully tomorrow."
"it is good."
After chatting with Teacher Wu about tomorrow's meal arrangements, Yu Huan hung up the phone.
He glanced up at the wall clock; it was already 6:03.
He hurriedly went into the kitchen to turn off the stove.
Slowly and deliberately sprinkle the chopped chili peppers and scallions evenly over the sea bass that has been steamed for eight minutes, and finally drizzle it with boiling hot oil.
The sizzling sound, accompanied by an increasingly rich aroma, filled the kitchen.
Yu Huan brought the steamed sea bass to the table, and then placed a bowl of steaming white rice next to it. The two looked perfectly matched and made one's mouth water.
He immediately took a picture with his phone and sent it to Lin Yourong, who was far away in Beijing.
The message included: 'A sumptuous dinner is ready!'
We already talked about it last night. Lin Yourong will be staying in Beijing for the next two days, just like her schedule in Guangzhou, where she will be holding two album signing events.
My cousin and his wife work in Beijing, and my aunt is also there taking care of her grandson who is less than a year old. The family has already arranged a time to have a meal together with Lin Yourong.
As a child raised by her maternal grandparents, Yu Huan could sense from her words that she had a close relationship with her older cousin.
Therefore, Yu Huan only shared his dinner with Lin Yourong through photos, and the two did not have a direct video call.
He placed his phone on the table, and just as he picked up a piece of tender sea bass and put it in his mouth, the phone suddenly vibrated and emitted a crisp message notification tone.
A casual glance at the screen revealed Lin Yourong's comments:
No green vegetables, giving a bad review.
Yu Huan smiled gently, picked up her phone with her left hand, and began typing slowly and deliberately on the nine-key keyboard:
"I already had vegetables for lunch, so I'll just have something simple for dinner."
I just clicked send and received a photo from Lin Yourong.
Yu Huan casually clicked on the link and saw a chef in a white coat sitting at the table, head down, intently dissecting a roast duck.
Immediately afterwards, news about Lin Yourong popped up again:
A sumptuous dinner is almost ready!
Yu Huan lowered her head slightly and shoveled a mouthful of rice into her mouth.
First, I sent a thumbs-up emoji, then I replied:
'Looks really authentic, Quanjude?'
"Yes, five people shared one roast duck, and we also ordered some other specialties, like roasted duck heart and mustard duck feet."
Seeing these words, Yu Huan shoveled several mouthfuls of rice into her mouth: "Stop talking, my saliva is practically dripping onto the floor."
"Didn't you say that even the finest delicacies couldn't tempt you?" Lin Yourong's words seemed to carry a hint of provocation.
Yu Huan, seeing this, couldn't resist teasing her: "If you sent me a selfie, this mere Quanjude restaurant definitely wouldn't tempt me!"
No changes will be made.
With a light laugh, he tapped send with his fingertip.
She didn't expect Lin Yourong to reply immediately. She was too shy to be flirted with and was prepared for the response to be ignored. She got up and went to get another bowl of rice.
Just sat down.
But I saw that she replied very quickly, and there was a photo above the text bubble.
I'm going to eat now~
Yu Huan glanced at the text, then double-clicked to view the photo.
Her beautiful face, lightly made up, radiated a smile, and her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with autumn water, seemed to be gazing at him gently through the narrow screen of her phone.
Yu Huan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately typed out five words, adding a soybean emoji, and showered her with compliments: 'My wife is so beautiful [kiss][kiss]'
Lin Yourong responded with two emojis in an instant: "[Happy][Happy]". Yu Huan put down her phone and began to concentrate on eating.
After eating my fill, I washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen.
Suddenly remembering that Lin Yourong had said the motorcycle key should be in the guest room, he hurriedly pushed open the door that was usually kept closed.
It is about 6:30 now.
Although the sky had completely darkened, the orange-yellow light from the streetlights shone through the glass windows into the room, providing a soft glow that was enough for Yu Huan to clearly see every corner of the room.
This room is located next to the road in the community, so it may be a little noisier than other rooms on weekdays.
Especially with a bright street lamp standing right next to the window, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night without drawing the curtains.
Yu Huan turned on the ceiling light in the room with a "click," and instantly the entire room was illuminated in every detail.
He first looked at a small long table lying horizontally beside the bed, with all sorts of things scattered on it.
He glanced through the pile of badminton rackets, but found no trace of the key.
Then, he picked up the black helmet and examined it carefully.
Actually, I had already done my research before; it comes from SHOEI, a top global helmet brand.
This helmet costs almost as much as his entire electric scooter.
No keys were found hidden inside.
He immediately turned to the double-door wardrobe, opened it, and carefully searched through it.
The wardrobe wasn't filled with many items; apart from the duvet cover Yu Huan had brought, most of the contents were clothes hangers of various sizes.
The target object was not found, but a DVD player was spotted at the bottom, with an audio cable and a video cable twisted into a loop and placed on top.
Yu Huan was immediately overjoyed and promptly brought it out.
I placed it on the long table first, deciding to tidy it up later.
Lin Yourong had given him an album before, and he originally planned to go to the market to find a CD player after he finished his busy schedule so that he could enjoy her original music.
However, that's no longer necessary, because DVD players can also play CDs.
Furthermore, since the DVD player was stored so carefully in the closet, it should be undamaged and still usable.
Yu Huan raised her head and looked up at the cabinet above.
He dragged a high-backed dining chair from the corner to stand on, and after a careful search, he finally found a large bunch of keys.
Among them, several keychains clearly had room keys hanging on them.
There are also two separate keys, which are clearly motorcycle keys.
"Perfect!" Yu Huan couldn't help but exclaim.
Put all the keys in your pocket, then pick up the DVD player.
Yu Huan had just stepped out of the room, reaching out to turn off the light, when a sudden thought struck her, and she stopped in her tracks.
He couldn't help but take a step back, turn around, and carefully look around.
I paid special attention to that lattice window.
Don't even mention soundproofing with these old-fashioned windows.
The room where Lin Yourong used to live with her parents was clearly soundproofed, and even the windows were double-glazed.
For a professional singer like her, a karaoke room is a necessity and an indispensable part of her life.
At the very least, she would have to stay in Changsha for several months during the recording of "I Am a Singer". She can't go out to find a place to practice singing when she goes home, can she?
As Yu Huan pondered this, she turned off the light, left the room, and closed the door behind her.
I've made up my mind; I still need to find some time to renovate this room.
You need to hire a professional to replace the windows, but you can do the rest yourself.
He squatted in front of the TV cabinet and connected the DVD player to the LCD TV.
I then used the remote to switch the input source, and when I saw the DVD player's startup screen, I felt reassured.
He hurriedly went to the bedroom balcony and retrieved Lin Yourong's music album.
Sitting on the TV cabinet, he lowered his head slightly and glanced at the album cover, then suddenly froze.
The album cover features a close-up of Lin Yourong smiling in profile against a blue sky, with the words "It's You" in large artistic font above her head, while her stage name "Lin Su" is subtly labeled to the side.
These past few days, he's been so busy at home that he hasn't even had time to eat. When he returned from Guangzhou, he casually tossed the bag onto his desk.
Later, when I had a spare moment to tidy up, I glanced at the back and put it directly into my desk drawer.
Only now did he notice the enormous signature that took up the entire cover:
容欢
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan felt as if her heart was enveloped by a soft and warm power. This feeling brought her a sense of inexplicable peace, yet also brought tears to her eyes.
In short, I was caught off guard and touched by the little romantic gestures of the pure-hearted warrior.
Yu Huan took a deep breath and flipped the page to the other side.
She wore a black blazer, her long hair cascading down her back, sunglasses, and her red lips tightly closed, making her look both cool and beautiful.
Both sides have a 'NOT FOR SALE' stamp.
This means it is not for sale.
This should be the difference between a signed album and a regular album; the latter, being the version sold on the market, certainly doesn't have this stamp.
Yu Huan sat down on the sofa, opened the envelope, and placed the contents one by one on the coffee table:
CDs, posters, lyric books, and photo cards.
The seven small cards are all stage photos of Lin Yourong during her time on The Voice of China, featuring her glamorous makeup and styling.
Carefully unfolding the poster, I discovered it was a panoramic version of the album's reverse side image.
A woman in a black suit paired with a beige long skirt stands on grass against a backdrop of dense forest, with four sharply defined simplified Chinese characters prominently displayed above her.
'Lin Su, it's you.'
A refreshing and invigorating atmosphere immediately hits you.
No wonder her fans are mostly women!
He took the CD out of the paper bag and got up to go to the TV cabinet.
After a series of steps, the strummed intro of "It's You" wafted out from the TV speakers and filled the living room.
The sound quality is phenomenal.
It felt as if his head was being gently kneaded.
It made him feel more comfortable and relaxed than ever before.
This is what we call enjoyment.
As Lin Yourong's clear and bright voice, with its delicate enunciation, began to sing: "Let's chase our dreams together! Let's try to hold the sun in our palms..."
Yu Huan felt goosebumps all over her body, and her back and scalp were tingling, as if her ears were being washed.
Is this still the viral hit song from TikTok that he remembers?
So sophisticated and tasteful!
After breaking down the entire album, Yu Huan seemed to have gained a deeper understanding of his wife. Her little fans must really be eating chaff, right?
Yu Chengcheng's so-called "Green Diamond High-Quality Edition" is nowhere near as good as this original CD soundtrack!
Yu Huan glanced at the wall clock.
It is 6:50 now.
He decided to listen for another ten minutes before recording the demo vocals!
Suddenly, something came to mind.
He leaned back and slumped into the soft sofa, and amidst the melodious music, made a phone call to Yu Songnian.
(End of this chapter)