Rong Yuheng originally planned to go back to City Q, and the plane ticket was booked, but before he left, he suddenly received a call from the police station, asking him to go to City G to claim his mother.
Rong Yuheng, who hung up the phone, "…"
Wen Zezhen walked over and asked him, "Do you want me to accompany you?"
Rong Yuheng accused him, "You can't continue to be confused by me!"
Wen Zezhen let out a regretful "Oh", as if he had suffered a heavy loss.
Qu Youhe was in a complicated mood, and he didn't know whether to be pleased with Rong Yuheng's rationality or saddened by Wen Zezhen's dementia.
Shi Qiu accompanied Rong Yuheng to rebook the flight ticket. The flight at 1:00 in the afternoon was two hours later than Wen Zezheng.
When Wen Zezhen went through the security check, there were passers-by taking pictures of them. He looked back at Rong Yuheng, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something to the latter across the crowd, but in the end he just raised his hand to his ear and made a phone call gesture.
Rong Yuheng waved at him freely: go, go, people always have to learn to grow up by themselves!
…
Wen Zezhen was sent off, and Rong Yuheng also boarded the plane two hours later. When he boarded the plane, before Wen Zezhen reached his destination, Rong Yuheng left him a message:
-I'm taking off~[Sea Otter rubbing.jpg]
It is closer to city C to city G, and it only takes an hour and a half.
Get off the plane, pick up your luggage, take a taxi, and wait for Rong Yuheng to sit in the car, then he will have time to read WeChat. Wen Zezhen replied to him more than forty minutes ago:
- I miss the cubs. [Rong Goose takes off.jpg]
… FUCK! Rong Yuheng blushed and was confused, thinking about it, why did he send his ghost emoji
Shi Qiu didn't notice his strangeness, and she was still worried, "Yuheng, what's your mother's situation? You have to be careful, if you are photographed by the media at the police station, you can make up anything. "
Rong Yuheng shook his head, his eyes fell on the retrograde street scene outside the window, looking very profound, "Once, there were such a group of people who wanted to take pictures of me secretly..."
Shi Qiu glanced at Rong Yuheng vigilantly, and stopped him from thinking, "Okay, you can know what you have in mind."
She always felt that continuing to listen would add some strange knowledge.
Rong Yuheng got out of the car and first sent a WeChat message to the hot air balloon fairy. After waiting for a while, the latter didn't reply at all, he could only drag his luggage directly into the office hall.
After Rong Yuheng explained his intention, the person on duty on the opposite side was obviously silent. After a while, he turned around and led Rong Yuheng inside, "Come with me."
The two entered through the side door one after the other, turned a few corridors, and a small office came into view.
In fact, Rong Yuheng hadn't seen his mother Wen Qin for nearly a year, and was inexplicably a little nervous at this moment.
However, this subtle tension only lasted for two or three seconds, before it was crushed by a string of laughter flying from the office against the ceiling—
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...!"
This string of laughter vividly shows a series of evolution from "ha" to "ke", the jumping rhythm and lively rhythm are very infectious!
Rong Yuheng almost trembled for a second, and then couldn't help but let out a "kekeke" laughter to echo each other...
The attendant who led the way froze, then turned back to look at Rong Yuheng in astonishment, his eyes were full of fear: the magic sound pierced his ears, so terrifying!
Turning to the door of the office, I saw a woman sitting with her back to the door, her long chestnut hair with playful little waves, shaking slightly with the ups and downs of her laughter.
Opposite her were two police station clerks in uniform. The three of them were getting together with their mobile phones and didn't know what to do.
Rong Yuheng's eyes narrowed... "Mama?"
After two seconds, Wen Qin's ears moved, and she turned her head abruptly, revealing an energetic face, "Baby!?"
Seeing Rong Yuheng, the two civilian staff across from her breathed a sigh of relief.
Rong Yuheng's eyes fell on the "Happy Landlord" interface on Wen Qin's mobile phone. For a moment, his lips moved, "Mama, what are you doing?"
Is this why you don't reply to my WeChat
Wen Qin immediately lowered her head shyly, "Mummy is getting along with everyone."
"… "
Shi Qiu's eyes behind Rong Yuheng are beyond words... According to her countless experiences of reading people, the water in this sentence is really not light.
The office staff on the opposite side confirmed his identity with Rong Yuheng, and then led him to the other end for registration.
There was suffocating silence all the way.
Rong Yuheng couldn't help breaking the silence, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble. Next time I find her, it's no problem to drive her home directly."
He was convinced that this woman could travel around the world in a hot air balloon, and it was nothing to take a taxi home.
The office staff who led the way heard the words and sighed a long time, "We think so too... But your mother claims to have Alzheimer's, and she only remembers your mobile phone number. We have no way to contact you."
Rong Yuheng's pupils shrank: What an senile dementia!
"However, we played more than 60 games of Happy Landlord with her. Until just now, she still maintained a winning rate of over 90%." Thinking of this, the office staff couldn't help but look more meaningful.
"How I wish my old age would be like this with dementia..."
Rong Yuheng: …
After the signature was confirmed, Rong Yuheng led Wen Qin out of the gate of the police station. Before leaving, Wen Qin turned around and waved to the two "poker friends" just now, "Let's start a group on WeChat, make an appointment when you are free!"
Rong Yuheng hurriedly carried the person away and stuffed it into the taxi.
After getting in the car, Rong Yuheng turned around and asked Wen Qin, "Where are you going?"
Wen Qin reported the address of the city, the car started, she turned her head and patted Rong Yuheng, her pride was beyond words,
"Three caves of the cunning rabbit, Mama's real estate is everywhere!"
Rong Yuheng's eyes were heavy, "Mama still remembers her property, it turned out to be intermittent Alzheimer's."
"!!" Wen Qin's disguise was pierced, and the topic changed in a second - she looked at Shi Qiu, "This girl is very beautiful, my daughter-in-law?"
hiss...!
Rong Yuheng and Shi Qiu sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time, their scalps tingling and their toes curled up at the words, "No!!!"
Especially Shi Qiu, she was thinking about the shark Qu Youhe before, but now she just wants not to be turned against the shark by Wen Zezhen!
Shi Qiu tried his best to maintain an indifferent expression, "Hello auntie, I'm Yu Heng's manager Shi Qiu."
Wen Qin said "Oh" regretfully, and poked Rong Yuheng again, "Hey, you are already in your twenties, so you can fall in love."
Shi Qiu's eyes gradually became alert... The alert stopped abruptly in the middle of the alert, and then slowly returned to plain: No, with the magical brain circuit of Rong Yuheng's mother, maybe she will make up for her unrequited love.
When Rong Yuheng heard this, Wen Zezhen's face suddenly popped into his mind - a cold and abstinent face, but he was full of emotions when facing him.
Rong Yuheng was inexplicably awkward, and he turned the topic back to the original point, "Don't try to change the topic, the police officers have told me, you pretended to be dementia and dragged people to fight the landlord!"
After Rong Yuheng finished speaking, she educated her in a straight-forward manner, "It's fine to pretend to be dementia, who hasn't had a hobby yet? But it is very wrong to fight the landlord. Gathering and gambling is illegal, and you are still gathering in the police station to gamble. Bo, this is knowing the law and breaking the law!"
Wen Qin thought carefully, "That's why I specially use my mobile phone to fight landlords, it's not like gathering a crowd to gamble."
Rong Yuheng pondered for two seconds, and was then successfully persuaded, "Okay."
Shi Qiu, "..." What a powerful logical sophistry!
Wen Qin's real estate in the city was bought in an apartment building on the edge of the Second Ring Road. The surrounding environment is good. Because it is a new building, there are not many people living in it.
After Shi Qiu sent Rong Yuheng over, he told him two more words, and then said goodbye to them and prepared to take the motor car home.
Rong Yuheng waved at Shi Qiu, "Sister Qiu, be careful on the road, I'll pack you a few New Year's red envelopes when you go back!"
Shi Qiu is quite pragmatic, "I just ask you to be a safe person in the new year, and you don't need a big red envelope."
Rong Yuheng pinched her little hand, trying to wash away her sins, "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."
Shi Qiu glanced at him helplessly. Well, that's it.
Rong Yuheng and Wen Qin entered the apartment together, the elevator went up all the way, and finally stopped on the eighth floor. After getting out of the elevator, Rong Yuheng realized that this place is also one-ladder-one-house style, very similar to Wen Zezhen's house.
The two entered the door, Wen Qin tugged at the slippers at the entrance, and suddenly let out a groan,
"Baby, Mommy didn't buy cotton mops!"
Rong Yuheng comforted her, "Mama, let's open the floor heating. God has closed a door for us, and he will definitely open another window."
Wen Qin hugged Rong Yuheng moved, "Baby, you are right!"
After she finished speaking, she rushed into the living room to turn on the floor heating. Rong Yuheng just changed into the sandals when she heard the former screaming again.
"Baby—we're in arrears!"
Rong Yuheng, "..."
It seems that God allotted his home a basement. Only doors, no windows.
The mother and son shivered after finishing the house and making the bed, and then Rong Yuheng had time to take out his mobile phone.
In addition to the messages sent to him by Hanpi's friends, Rong Congyan asked him when he was going home. Rong Yuheng returned to him—
[Rong Yuheng]: Mama is back, I have to accompany her for the past two days.
[Rong Congyan]: Aunt Wen is back? What's the matter, you... why don't you go home together.
[Rong Yuheng]: Do you think it's possible... [Sea otter stares]
[Rong Congyan]：…
After finishing the conversation with his elder brother Pearl, Rong Yuheng reviewed Zezhen's dialogue again.
The latter unilaterally swiped a screen tirelessly while he didn't reply.
[Wen Zezheng]: When we got home [picture] Cubzai, have you seen my aunt
[Wen Zezheng]: The big white goose asked me why I didn't bring you back [grievance becomes a ball]
[Wen Zezheng]: [Sea Otter Probe]
[Wen Zezheng]: Have you had dinner yet? Come back to me when you are free.
I rely on ... Rong Yuheng stared at the "Well" for a long time - why does he feel that Wen Zezhen is acting like a spoiled child
The big white goose said that Wen Zezhen actually likes to act like a spoiled child, but it turns out that it is true!
[Rong Yuheng]: Ding dong! Your frozen hamster has arrived.
Within half a minute, Wen Zezhen made a direct phone call.
"Hey, keeper~"
"What's the matter, is it cold?" Wen Zezhen's voice sounded very deep, and Rong Yuheng felt her ears numb, "Are you home yet?"
"We're home, go back to Mama's apartment in City G." Rong Yuheng said, and she couldn't help but feel sad, and she burst into tears, "We don't have cotton mops here! No floor heating! The air conditioners are all gray. , I didn't wash it at all! Owner, the new year is too exciting woo woo..."
Wen Zezhen was both distressed and funny, "Why is it so miserable, what should I eat at night, shouldn't I have eaten yet?"
"According to the situation, it is estimated that there is not."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Wen Zezhen's voice came, "Give me the address."
"Why?" Rong Yuheng was suspicious, "You want to be a snail girl?"
"I'll order a takeout for you."
Rong Yuheng thought about their mother and son's procrastination and difficulty in choosing the same item, so he sent the address without hesitation, "Thank you, owner~"
Wen Zezhen laughed, "I'll hang up first and order takeout for you."
The two ended the call, and Rong Yuheng's heart, which was frozen by the cold, rejuvenated in an instant. He opened his arms like a free bird and flew back to the living room, "Mummy! We have a meal - the snail boy has brought us food. !"
Wen Qin, who is studying water heaters: ? ?
Wen Zezhen's love rations were quickly delivered to the door, the mother and son happily ate dinner face to face, and slumped on the sofa to rub their belly to digest.
After hearing the piano, he realized, "What is Tianluo boy?"
Rong Yuheng looked at the ceiling and let out a sweet burp, "It's a charity."
Wen Qin, "Oh."
…
Today is the last day of the year.
Wen Qin has been through a lot in the past few days, and she retracted her bed early before ten o'clock. Only Rong Yuheng, who paid great attention to the sense of ritual, stood tall and straight like a small poplar in the cold air.
Although he was shivering from the cold, he still insisted on staying until midnight to celebrate New Year's Eve with his relatives and friends.
At 11:50, Rong Yuheng opened the group chat video of the rich and powerful Hanpi group, and there were also Bai Tuanzi and STAR-T team members sending New Year's messages to each other on WeChat.
Fortunately, Weibo has been handed over to the studio, so you don't have to manage it yourself.
At 11:59, the idiots of the rich and powerful family sat in the warm and bright mansion, holding up champagne and red wine, toasting to the camera - Rong Yuheng in the small bedroom like an ice cellar, holding up A cup of steaming boiled water, doubt life.
With thirty seconds left in the countdown, Wen Zezhen's video invitation suddenly popped up on Rong Yuheng's WeChat.
The countdown in the rich and stupid group is twenty-eight, twenty-seven, twenty-six...
Rong Yuheng's breathing suddenly became rapid.
Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten...
As if he had made up his mind, he raised his hand to hang up the group chat video of the rich and powerful Hanpi group, and exited to connect to Wen Zezhen's video invitation.
Seven, six, five...
The face of Wen Zezhen appeared in the video, the latter was wearing home pajamas, with his back facing the dark night sky outside the window, with a mild smile in his eyes, "Cub."
The corners of Rong Yuheng's mouth couldn't hold back, and he leaned over sweetly, "Master~"
The countdown is nearing the end, three, two, one... zero!
Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen looked at each other and smiled at the same time, "Happy New Year!"
Boo-bang! ! The night sky behind Wen Zezhen suddenly exploded with grand and dazzling fireworks, which were transmitted to Rong Yuheng through the screen, dispelling his chill.
The first set of fireworks lasted for more than a hundred seconds, and Rong Yuheng exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, I didn't expect to see such beautiful fireworks in the city."
Wen Zezhen gave a gentle "um", "It was set off illegally, and the person who set off the fireworks should be arrested soon."
Rong Yuheng's breath stagnated, "..." So realistic! So straight!
The two stared at each other for a while, and finally Rong Yuheng was defeated first, "Hey, I'll hang up first."
Wen Zezhen, "Well, go to bed early, good night."
"Good night."
Rong Yuheng hung up the phone and cut into the group chat video of the rich and powerful Hanpi group again. As soon as he entered, a group of people exploded, "Son Rong! Why did you just go, and disappear at a critical moment?"
Rong Yuheng didn't change his face, "The village has only been connected to the Internet, and the signal was cut off just now."
"… "
Rong Yuheng had a good night's sleep with the care of his warm feeder.
The next morning, he was dug out of bed by Wen Qin.
Wen Qin was still wrapped in her own quilt, and arched to Rong Yuheng's bed like a moving cicada, "Baby! What do you have in the morning! Did the snail boy yesterday pack breakfast?"
Rong Yuheng was forced to get up, yawning and tearfully wrapping his clothes, "There is no snail boy today, Mama, we are adults, we must learn to be self-reliant."
Wen Qin huddled in the duvet and exposed her eyes, "I'm not an adult, I'm a little fairy!"
"..." Rong Yuheng, "Okay, leave things like buying breakfast to a big man like me."
Wen Qin exclaimed against her will for breakfast, "Baby! What a man!"
…
It was already ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was gradually rising, the cold dew in the morning dissipated, but the street was still a little deserted.
Rong Yuheng left the apartment with a sigh of relief, and stomped her feet hard on the open space, trying to convert kinetic energy into heat energy. He just walked out a few meters, but his footsteps suddenly slowed down... and finally stopped in place.
A few dozen meters away, a familiar car was parked. A figure was facing him, leaning against the car door, holding the phone and looking up hesitantly towards the eighth floor of the apartment building.
The morning sun rises from the front, and Wen Zezhen's profile looks tall and handsome. He seems to have sensed the movement here and turned his head.
Rong Yuheng took a few steps forward, and he heard his heartbeat beating rapidly in his chest, bang, bang... It was like the sound of fireworks exploding in the early morning last night.
He stopped in front of Wen Zezhen, "Why are you here..."
Wen Zezhen looked at Rong Yuheng, his eyes were tight and astringent, and there was a little nervousness and a little joy in his expression. He pursed his lips and lifted a thermal bag with his right hand.
"I made you steamed sauerkraut."
The author has something to say: I'm afraid everyone will forget, I mentioned it in Chapter 33~
Rong Rong said his criteria for choosing a mate: It would be good if he could get up and cook him steamed sauerkraut on a winter morning.