My Son is a Reborn Villain

Chapter 8

Early the next morning, Fu Yunruo picked a few lettuces and a winter melon from her own garden. She then went to the pork stall and bought half a kilogram of spare rib. She also brought with her the twenty eggs she bought from Auntie Mei’s house last night and departed to work with Wenwen.

She had been getting used to riding an electric scooter and already remembered the road, so she didn’t let Auntie Mei send her again.

Today she rode a little faster and reached the flower garden in twenty minutes.

Fu Yunruo stopped the scooter in front of the steel gate. She took out the keys Uncle Guo gave her yesterday, examined the keyhole, and choose the key that seemingly most fitted to open the gate.

She came very early today. It was only around seven o’clock now. Sun rose early in the summer, and the temperature was getting higher later in the day, so she decided to get up earlier and went off to work while the sun was still not high yet.

Fu Yunruo parked the scooter and unloaded the groceries into the kitchen refrigerator in two trips. When she came out of the kitchen and entered the living room, she was surprised by an extra baby crib there. The small rectangular wooden crib was about 1.5 meters long and 70-80 cm wide. It was covered with a thick layer of baby bedding, and was even equipped with small pillows and duvet covers; all looked very new and clean. The wooden crib itself seemed to be a bit old but was kept in excellent condition. Surrounded by wooden railings, it would be very difficult for babies and young toddlers to escape. There were also small wheels under the crib, making it easy to be moved around.

There was no such crib here yesterday. Did Uncle Guo specially brought it back for Wenwen to use?

Fu Yunruo couldn’t help but making this guess. She recalled Uncle Guo’s attitude towards her and her son yesterday, which could be said to be perfunctory and indifferent.

Looking at it now, it didn’t seem to be the case?

At this time, Uncle Guo walked towards the bungalow with wet muds on his black boots. He should have gotten up early in the morning to water the flowers. Uncle Guo walked to the faucet to clean the mud from his boots. When he entered the living room, he saw Fu Yunruo was staring at the crib in a daze. The old man suddenly felt a bit uneasy, but he put on a stern face and said: “That thing only gathers dust at home. Use it if you like. If not, just throw it away.”

“Thank you, Uncle Guo!” Fu Yunruo turned her head and smiled brightly. “Both Wenwen and I like it so much.”

She remembered Auntie Mei said that Uncle Guo had no children. The old man had to specially ask other people to get this crib, and even carefully prepared a clean and new bedding set.

Fu Yunruo was very touched. Since she came to this countryside pregnant and alone, she had received too much kindness. All the malice encountered by the original Fu Yunruo seemed to be things from the past life, too distant to remember.

Uncle Guo kept his face stern. He walked to the side and pushed open a door on the right side of the living room: “Use this room for taking a rest at noon. You can tidy it up as you like.”

Fu Yunruo walked over and looked in curiosity. The room was tiny, but had enough basic furniture. There were a small 1.8 meters long bed, a small wardrobe, a small table, and a curtain hanging over the glass window. Wenwen’s things that she left here yesterday were neatly piled up on the table, but there was nothing else.