"Ah—" Qin sighed suddenly, and explained very embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I really got it wrong. I bought it from the Internet, and I saw that the color of the cover looked good at the time. I picked this one."
"Sister, do you like yellow?" Qin Julai asked innocently.
"… "
"Isn't this orange?" Qin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.
"Oh, sister, do you like orange?"
Hiss... this rotten child.
The two were chatting, and Qin Haotian was calling for dinner below, but Qin actually wiped his hair dry again, and then went downstairs with a hair tie at will. All the guests have left, and the table is clean, but Qin's mother is still sweeping the floor.
No matter how ignorant Qin actually was, he knew what to do. He walked over and wanted to ask her for a broom, but when Qin's mother raised her head, her tender eyes were filled with anger, and she looked at Qin Juan and said softly, "Stinky. Girl, do you still know how to come back?"
Qin actually felt his heart soften, and quickly lowered his head and whispered, "Mom."
Qin Haotian came over to smooth things out: "Okay, don't sweep, it's also her business for her daughter to practice outside. It's hard to stay at home with us and watch the restaurant every day."
Qin Julai also said, "Yes, Mom, when my sister and I become rich, I'll take you over to live with us."
Only then did Qin's mother burst into laughter. She pulled Qin to sit down and her favorite food would come in a while.
Qin's family has no waiters, and they are usually busy with the couple. Qin actually wanted to help, but unfortunately, Qin Julai did it for her when she moved a little.
Qin Julai brought a bottle of Mirinda and said, "Sister, the orange you like."
Qin Julai poured drinks for his mother and sister. Qin Haotian also took out half a bottle of white wine that he didn't know how long it had been in. Before waiting for Qin's mother, he hurriedly smiled and said, "This is for my daughter to catch the wind and dust, she must drink it."
Qin actually made him laugh at the honest appearance of his wife, who was afraid of his wife. He picked up the glass and pushed the glass to change the glass. He was familiar with it in his previous life, but now he is sitting here, looking at people who are close relatives but strangers. , Qin actually felt a little dazed for a while.
The warm yellow light shines on the simple couple, everything seems to be too warm and too beautiful.
Qin actually raised his head and lowered his head. Finally, after a long time, he said, "Mom and dad have worked hard."
Qin Haotian answered: "It's too late for my parents to be happy. Come on, my father has done it, you can do whatever you want."
Qin's mother's craftsmanship is very good, four dishes and one soup, with all the flavors and fragrances. Qin actually didn't know why, even though he was tired of eating cold meals of steaks with delicacies from mountains and seas in his last life, today's most simple home-cooked meal seems to be extraordinarily delicious.
After eating, Qin Haotian cut up the fruit and brought it to him. Qin's mother took a tape measure and a notebook from upstairs, and wanted to measure Qin's knee. Qin actually remembered that his brother said that his mother wanted to make knee pads for her, and carefully declined: "No need, Mom, knee pads are very good to buy."
Qin's mother kept moving her hands: "the ones sold outside are either inappropriate thickness or too tight and uncomfortable to wear. Mom knows that you love beauty, so I will make you a flesh-colored one, and no one will be able to see if you put it on stockings. "
"Flesh-colored knee pads?" Qin actually imagined it and couldn't help laughing.
Qin Julai next to him also found it funny: "Mom, are you making my sister beautiful or funny."
Qin's mother smiled and poked Qin Julai's head: "What do you know, girls are most afraid of cold, and your sister is especially cold. Besides, what's wrong with the flesh-colored knee pads? However, she looks beautiful and wears nothing bad."
Qin Ju glanced at Qin Juran, who was very temperamental without makeup, and scratched his head: "Mom and dad, then why do I look so different from my sister?"
Qin Haotian looked at his daughter and then at his son: "Don't say it, but it seems that the three of us do not look much like us."
Qin actually hurriedly coughed lightly: "Dad, biologically speaking, it is called recessive inheritance, and it may just happen to be recessive."
"Really?" Qin Haotian said with a pat on Qin Julai: "The kid is not as good as your sister."
The family laughed and chatted for a while, and the awkwardness that Qin actually had when he first entered the door was less than half of the awkwardness. Although they were strangers to themselves, what they paid to "Qin Juan" was unquestionable love. with affection.
Affectionate…
Qin actually looked a little dark for a while.
Qin Haotian saw that his daughter might be tired and stopped talking. After letting him go upstairs, the two started to pack up the rest.
In the evening, Qin's mother sent another slightly thicker quilt: "Of course, it's colder than school here, so we can cover this at night."
Qin actually took it over and thanked him. In the south of the city of A, the cold season has not yet arrived, and the rain was a little damp, but Qin actually felt an inexplicable sultry heat.
Before leaving, Qin's mother stopped and looked at Qin Juan, who was also stunned: "What, what's wrong?"
"Of course, are you okay at school?"
Qin's mother is not tall. She may have been tired all the year round, and her hair on the temples has been plated with a layer of white.
Qin's throat tightened: "No, no."
"It's fine if you don't." Qin's mother said, reached out and patted her on the back and went out.
Qin actually locked the door and completely relaxed the moment he sat in front of the desk. I looked around the room casually, and found a small note stuck to an inconspicuous corner of the table, with four words neatly written on the head: my dream.
From top to bottom, it changed from pencil to pen and then to ballpoint pen. The content is basically "study hard" and "first in the test grade". Many handwritings have been blurred, until the last one: fc.
It's exactly the same as the tattoo on the leg.
Qin actually picked up the pen from the side, quickly crossed out the two letters, then thought for a while, and wrote on the remaining two blank lines:
1. Be President Qin.
2. Gypsophila.
After writing, Qin actually felt that something was wrong. If Qin Julai saw her and thought her dream was full of stars, it would be wrong to buy her a house and come back. So I found another small correction tape and swiped it gently to cover the line of writing neatly. Then I thought about it again, and gently wrote two words on it with a pen: mine.
There is no air conditioner in her room. At night, Qin was lying on the bed and felt sultry and uncomfortable. He got up and turned on the ceiling fan. There was a loud noise. Qin actually looked at the fan that was spinning rapidly above his head, as if it was about to fall in the next second. As soon as he curled his legs, he got back into his own little quilt.
After the quilt was stuffy for a while and a little breathless, Qin actually got up and turned off the fan. I glanced at my phone, it was past eleven.
When she got off the car, she gave Ruan Nan the same mobile phone number as the WeChat account, and until now, there has been no new friend application.
Qin actually turned the phone around with his fingers, too, the arrogant little wild cat, it should take some time for her to take the initiative.
Qin actually opened the door and went downstairs, preparing to go to the small courtyard outside the "izakaya" to cool down. When he arrived downstairs, he found that a person was already sitting on the stone steps at the entrance of the courtyard. Qin actually walked over and called: "dad?"
Qin Haotian was smoking, when he heard the words, he turned around and quickly pinched the cigarette: "Why did you come out?"
Qin actually fanned with his hand: "It's a little hot, I'll come out slowly."
"Hot? Dad's house has a fan for you to use." He was about to go back to get the fan.
Qin actually hurriedly stopped him: "No need Dad, I'll just stay outside for a while." He also sat on the stone steps side by side with Qin Haotian, deliberately keeping a little distance in the middle.
When the family was together before, there was still something to talk about, but suddenly there were only two people sitting together, and the awkwardness that Qin actually felt at a loss came up again.
Qin Haotian may have seen her awkwardness, and handed over an unopened can of beer to joke: "Drink some?"
Qin actually saw that he was teasing himself, and shook his head with a smile.
Qin Haotian didn't insist any longer and took a sip of the beer beside him. The stars in this season are very bright, and Qin actually looked up at the starry sky. He didn't know what kind of bird chirping was hidden in the trees.
The two sat in silence for a while, until Qin Haotian finished drinking the second can of beer, Qin actually realized that, and said carefully, "Dad, are you on your mind?"
Qin Haotian was stunned for a moment, took another sip, put down the beer can, put his arms around his knees, and then said, "Of course, Dad always thinks that you have become more careful when you come back this time."
"Is there something unhappy at school?"
His tone was full of caring, but he didn't dare to look directly at Qin Juan. A feeling of estrangement from his daughter because of his inferiority, Qin Juran quickly shook his head: "No, I'm fine without my dad."
"Is it because of Fan Chuan?" Qin Haotian put down his beer.
"Dad, you know that too?" Qin was a little surprised.
Qin Haotian sighed, looked at Qin Juan with a look of "I guessed it right", and said softly: "Of course, Dad knows that you have liked him since high school. Dad admits that he is very good, but Dad always I think you have a bit of a hard time liking him."
Seeing that Qin actually looked unnatural, Qin Haotian quickly added: "Dad isn't interfering with your free feelings. Daddy just thinks... I don't want you to suffer so much."
The cool night wind blew through the yard, brushing Qin Jun's hair on his temples. The man's particularly soft tone in front of him seemed very out of tune with the honest Chinese character face, and the thin figure was a bit hunched.
Qin actually felt that his nose was a little sore, so he quickly opened his eyes and turned his head away. When his emotions calmed down, he looked at Qin Haotian: "Dad, I don't like Fan Chuan anymore."
Qin Haotian was stunned for a moment. Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, he paused in his hand: "Really?"
"Really." Qin actually hooked the corner of his mouth: "The past is over, and no one will keep making mistakes."
"So Dad, you don't have to worry in the future."
Qin's voice was not high, but there was a calm and confidence in his tone that he had never had before. Qin Haotian was stunned for a long time before he could react. His face was a little red because of happiness, and he nodded heavily:
"That's good, that's good. In the future, if you have someone else you like, you can try it, and bring it back to Dad to cook for him himself."
Qin actually looked at him as happy as a child, the sourness in his nose was even greater, he raised his head and widened his eyes, deliberately joking: "Anyone you like?"
"As long as you don't hurt my daughter, you can like anyone!"
A never-before-seen trust and reliance instantly invaded the entire atrium, so powerful that Qin was actually a little dazed, and blurted out almost like a ghost: "What if it's a girl?"
As soon as the words fell, Qin actually felt a little regretful, so he lowered his head quickly, and was about to make a joke to come back when he heard Qin Haotian say: "Girls... girls should like sweets. Dad recently studied a silk ice cream, and it seems that he has to speed up the pace. La… "
"Dad" Qin was almost surprised and couldn't believe it: "Don't you feel bad? Don't you think you will be laughed at by the neighbors?"
Qin Haotian raised his head, the man's broad and rough palm patted Qin actually on the shoulder, and said slowly:
"Of course, my parents are not literate, and they haven't given you anything good for so many years. A restaurant has been open for so many years, but they still haven't done anything well."
"But Dad knows that the appearance of you and Lailai is the best gift God has given us."
"Dad never cares what other people think, Daddy wants—"
The man's vicissitudes of life is full of affection for more than 20 years, and with the toughest self-esteem, he uttered the simplest idea in the most clumsy words:
"It's always just hello."
A sentence suddenly appeared in Qin's mind—
"It's like a tired bird that travels thousands of miles. Outside of the fog, it will always find a beam of warm light that belongs to itself."
Qin actually felt that at this moment, in this starry night, in this wonderful world, she also saw that beam of light.
The author has something to say: I hope that every little angel will follow the light of life and move forward.
We will have a day off tomorrow as usual on Wednesday, and see you on Thursday at 18:00~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: there are 6 from beginning to end; 1 in the instant list tweeted
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Shanyue Lonely;
Keep up the good work!