by the lake.
Ruan Yue didn't notice the movement behind her, and walked forward along the railing.
The vibrating sound of the mobile phone came from her trouser pocket, and she walked a little slowly. She lowered her head and took out the mobile phone to look at it, and found that it was Lu Chen who sent a WeChat message and asked her: [What are you doing?]
Holding the phone for a long while to consider, Ruan Yue didn't reply.
Once again, she didn't want to get involved with Lu Chen again.
But Lu Chen's thoughts were completely different from hers. He looked at the phone and waited for a few minutes, but he didn't get a reply, so he sent a voice request directly.
It is even more impossible for Ruan Yue to pick it up.
But he was also afraid that he would not let him go, so he waited for the voice request to hang up automatically, and sent a message: [No reason, what are you doing?]
[You and your mother look alike.]
"..."
Ruan Yue looked at the dialog box and frowned, then asked again: [Is there something wrong? I'm doing my homework, so it's not convenient to chat.]
This is perfunctory words.
Staring at the phone, Lu Chen seemed to be able to imagine her frowning and holding back her temper.
After living together, what he disliked the most was Ruan Yue's angry and forbearing appearance, but now looking back, he felt that the days of being together day and night were extremely precious.
What does it matter if Ruan Yue loves him or not? It’s good that he loves her. If he has the opportunity to get what he wants, he should love her like a jewel, work hard, let her see his goodness, and be spoiled so much that he can’t leave him, instead of always feeling that The good life is getting less and less day by day, and I often remind myself that she is going to leave, so in many cases I am self-indulgent...
[Today, that girl is my friend's younger sister, and I just met her for the first time.]
Concentrating his thoughts, he took the initiative to explain the sentence.
Ruan Yue replied: [Oh.]
She knew how attractive Lu Chen's appearance was, and since she had made up her mind to keep her distance, it didn't matter what other girls appeared beside him.
The definite melancholy in her heart was forced to be ignored by her.
"Ruan Yue—"
A shout from diagonally ahead also happened to interrupt her thoughts.
Ruan Yue raised her head and saw Fu Zhixing under the shade of a tree opposite.
Fu Zhixing went to a friend's birthday party in the afternoon, and the group had too much fun. He was given some alcohol, got out of the car, and entered the community, somewhat top-heavy.
When he trotted up to Ruan Yue, Ruan Yue smelled the clear and sweet smell of wine, and asked a little surprised: "Have you been drinking?"
"Well, not much."
His clear and fair face was flushed red, and his eyes were curled up when he smiled. He raised his right hand while speaking, and made a "2" with his index finger and middle finger, "Just two glasses."
Ruan Yue felt that he seemed a little drunk, so she stared into his eyes.
Fu Zhixing suddenly reached out and pinched her face, "What are you looking at—"
Really a little drunk.
His hands are quite strong.
Ruan Yue was caught off guard, her face hurt from being pinched, she smiled helplessly, and said, "If you can't drink, don't drink it, and if you run back like this, what should you do if something happens?"
"Will not-"
Before Fu Zhixing could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard his mother's voice not far away, "Zhixing."
He followed the sound, only to find that his parents were not far away, chatting with Ruan Yue's parents. He just came over and didn't notice.
He felt dizzy, walked up to the four adults with Ruan Yue, called them one by one, raised his eyes to meet Zhao Bingzhi's, and noticed that there seemed to be a trace of refinement in her expression, so he quickly explained : "My classmate invited me to dinner on my birthday, and a group of people insisted on drinking, but I couldn't refuse, so I also drank two small cups."
"If you can't drink it, try not to drink it."
Zhao Bingzhi said calmly.
Fu Zhixing's physique should follow that of his father. His father, Fu Heng, was not very good at drinking. He didn't know it when he was young. He was also at such an old age. He was persuaded by several elders to drink two glasses at a banquet, which caused a serious incident. Allergy symptoms, red pimples and swollen face.
She remembered this matter, and of course Fu Heng himself remembered it too.
Looking down at his son's condition, he felt a little worried in his heart. After saying goodbye to Ruan Chengyi's family, he led Fu Zhixing back.
…
While several people were talking, Ruan Chengyi's phone vibrated several times.
He guessed it was Ding Meijuan.
I didn't plan to care, but I didn't expect that after walking a few steps, the call came again.
Zhao Bingzhi and Ruan Yue were both nearby, and he also noticed that his phone was ringing, and it would be bad if he didn't answer it, so he simply answered it, calling: "Meijuan."
Ding Meijuan said on the other side: "Are you back? Seeing that you haven't responded to the message, I thought you should drive. The lo mei has cooled down. Is it convenient for you now? Come and get it, and let Dr. Zhao and Yue'er taste it when you go back." Try it out."
"No need, I just had my fill."
he said with a smile.
"Then I'll ask Chuchu to bring it to you."
Ding Meijuan's voice was warm and gentle, with a hint of embarrassment, "Thank you very much, and I don't know how to repay you. I can make some food for you to try when I'm at home these days. You have to try something like lo-mei. It is fresh and cannot be kept for a long time."
Ruan Chengyi didn't speak.
I heard her say again: "If you really don't accept it, then you have to fall. The price of meat is not cheap. It's a pity, hey."
"OK OK."
Ruan Chengyi sighed helplessly, "Then I'll come and get it."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at Zhao Bingzhi beside him, and smiled a little awkwardly, "Meijuan made a lot of lo mei, and said it was for you and Yue'er to try something new, I..."
"You can do whatever you want."
After saying this with a cold face, Zhao Bingzhi turned around and left.
Ruan Chengyi's expression also changed suddenly, and he looked at Ruan Yue again, with a helpless smile, "It's a pity to throw away too many things, your Auntie Ding is used to being diligent and thrifty, asking three times and four times, if I don't give face to others, it doesn't make sense. "
Ruan Yue said quietly: "Then I'll go get it. Mom is angry, so you chase her up and coax her."
More than ten minutes.
Ruan Yue walked to the apartment building where Ding Meijuan's mother and daughter lived.
The door of the building was closed tightly. She didn't know the password, and she didn't want to press the button to call. After waiting for a while, she went upstairs with a home owner.
"jingle."
The doorbell rang, and there was the faint sound of someone walking quickly inside. Ding Meijuan opened the door and said with a smile, "Here we come—"
As soon as the words fell, the smile on Ruan Yue's face gradually faded.
Ruan Yue didn't go in, but stood at the door, glanced at her, and said softly, "My dad asked me to come and get some lo mei."
Ding Meijuan didn't wear a bra even though she knew her father was coming.
She wore a sleeveless gray cotton home dress with a large round neck, and a black sling with embroidered ripples inside. The moment she opened the door just now, she had a glimpse of spring.
Shameless!
Ruan Yue gritted her teeth and watched Ding Meijuan turn around and go in.
For a moment, she felt that she could rush out and grab Hua Ding Meijuan's face, but the deep-rooted etiquette rules nailed her feet in place.
in the living room.
Ding Chuchu was watching TV, vaguely heard Ruan Yue's voice, and then saw her mother enter the kitchen alone, couldn't help pursing her lips, and looked at the dining table.
Thinking that Uncle Ruan was coming, his mother washed the fruit and put a pack of soft Chinese on the table, and the ashtray was ready.
It turned out to be Ruan Yue
A few minutes later, Ding Meijuan took the packed things out of the house and handed them to Ruan Yue with a smile: "Auntie made it herself, it must be cleaner than the ones outside, you can go back and let your mother try it, if you like it, I will make it another day .”
Ruan Yue took the things, "Then you ask again and again, let my dad come and pick it up?"
Looking at her, Ding Meijuan froze for a moment.
Ruan Yue smiled and looked directly at her, "As the saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief. Auntie Ding is well aware of the mystery, and she is eager to be the one who was stolen..."
Her voice paused, "Shame on me?"
Ding Meijuan was stunned at the door for a while after what she said.
Ruan Yue left with her things.
Ding Chuchu was shouting in the living room: "Mom, what are you doing, why don't you come in?"
"coming."
Ding Meijuan slammed the door, turned and walked into the room, her face flushed, she took a few sips from the teacup on the dining table, stared at a plate of fruit and cigarette marinade, and suddenly laughed.
"Why is Ruan Yue here?"
Ding Chuchu asked a little depressed.
Ding Meijuan didn't answer her, didn't clean up the table, took out her phone and went into the room.
…
Ruan family.
In the study room on the second floor, Ruan Chengyi was sitting on a recliner on the balcony and puffing.
The phone vibrated.
He was a little impatient, picked it up and looked at it, it was a message from Ding Meijuan: [Chengyi, did Yueer misunderstand me? She has already taken the things, but there is something, I think it is better to tell you.]
Ruan Chengyi: [Huh?]
Ding Meijuan changed her voice: [She didn't enter the door just now, I sent things out, she said... a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief, I rushed to be the one who was stolen...]
Ruan Chengyi was stunned, and extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the small table.
Ding Meijuan's voice was filled with guilt and annoyance: [I was stunned and couldn't explain it to her. When she gets home, you must tell her well. I don't mean to... Hey, I just think that you have helped me too much. I don't know how to repay, so I will cook something to eat. I really didn't expect to make the child misunderstand like this... you It is said that Chuchu is still studying in the same class as her, how could I be so shameless...]
[knew.]
[The child is outspoken, so don't pay too much attention to it, I'll talk about her when I come back.]
Ruan Chengyi sent two sentences in succession.
Ding Meijuan breathed a sigh of relief: [Okay, don't scold the children, just explain clearly, and blame me, I think it will make you feel better to cook something for you.]
[Know.]
He got up and went to the study room, put the mobile phone on the table, Ruan Chengyi raised his hand and squeezed between his eyebrows, then raised his eyes, and saw Ruan Yue standing at the door.
"dad."
Ruan Yue yelled and asked him, "Have you coaxed your mother? Aunt Wen said she would lock herself in the study on the third floor when she came back..."
"Didn't she say that there is a medical case analysis to be prepared?"
Ruan Chengyi agreed and asked her, "Did you get the things back?"
"Well, in the kitchen."
"Why did you talk to your Auntie Ding like that when you were picking things up?"
Ruan Chengyi locked her eyes deeply, and frowned, "Didn't you understand what I said last time? Do you know how insulting such words are?"