Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

After the food was served, Yi Ling arrived belatedly, followed by Xiao Ya, whom she had just met a few days ago.

Yi Ling explained that when he met her on the road, he brought her over with him, "We all know her anyway, right, Jiajia."

Shen Jiajia smiled softly and gave him a look to understand.However, as a roommate in the same dormitory and as the girlfriend of the host's son, she felt that she had an obligation to be the go-between and introduce Xiao Ya to Aunt Lu.

"Welcome, please take a seat. Take a look at the menu and see what else you want to eat."

Xiao Ya waved her hands and shook her head cautiously, indicating that there were enough dishes on the table and she had nothing else to order...

On the contrary, Yi Ling raised her hand slightly, snapped her fingers in the air, and called the waiter waiting at the door, "Bring me a bottle of cedar, thank you."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The young waitress led the menu and left quietly.

Yi Ling's strangeness couldn't escape Lu Chuyao's vicious eyes. Under the table, she secretly touched her son's elbow, "What's wrong with him? He looks like he's lovelorn."

At the big round table, the young people chatted separately, so the mother and son could hardly hear the whispers.Song Zhiyu looked helplessly at Bagua's mother. When the mother insisted on asking for an answer, he whispered, "As you guessed, I am indeed broken in love, and it seems to be deeply hurt."

"Huh~"

"Auntie?" Shen Jiajia next to her heard Lu Chuyao's voice and quickly interrupted the conversation with Xiao Ya and turned around to show concern.

"It's okay, it's okay, I saw a bug."

"Ah, are there bugs?" Shen Jiajia frowned and raised her hand to call the waiter over to question.

Song Zhiyu stopped his girlfriend and said, "Forget it, it's not a big deal."

Because there were elders around, the young people couldn't let go and ate in a proper manner. Faced with Yi Ling's orders to pour wine, they all shook their heads and refused to drink.

"Tsk, what day is it today? It's a great day for us to graduate. How about a drink?" Yi Ling raised a sweet smile to Lu Chuyao, "My Aunt Lu is the most open-minded mother. Don't be reserved and be generous. OK!"

Song Zhiyu stood up and grabbed the bottle Yi Ling was holding in the air, scolding him softly, "Are you drunk? You want to drive later. Do you want to be checked for drunk driving?"

Look, I was so angry that Song Zhiyu Jing's movies appeared.

Yi Ling smiled mischievously, spread her hands and fell into her seat.The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and the roommates didn't dare to move their chopsticks.

"Don't worry about him, you're just falling out of love. You guys should eat and drink. Do you want to do some activities in the afternoon? I'll pay for the guests and help you open a box on the fifth floor to sing?"

Lu Chuyao's suggestion was unanimously agreed by the boys. Yi Ling slumped on the chair and quickly raised her hands and said, "I want to go too."

No one cares.

Everyone present, except Xiao Ya, was a little distracted and lowered her head to look at her phone from time to time.Shen Jiajia shouted several times before she raised her head in fright, "Huh?"

"You are not feeling well. If you are not feeling well, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Uh, no, I was just thinking about something, sorry."

The soft and weak Xiao Ya always seems a bit pretentious to Shen Jiajia, so they usually only have nodding acquaintances at school.

"Since you have nothing to do, why don't you go sing with us?" Song Zhiyu happened to walk up to Shen Jiajia, and when he heard this, he also invited her.

Xiao Ya lowered her eyes and considered for a few seconds, "Okay."

The fifth floor of the Hua Banquet Hall is the leisure and entertainment floor, which can be accessed directly by the elevator, which is very convenient.Lu Chuyao came back after paying the bill and said to the young people, "You guys go up and play, and I'll go back and rest first."

Then he told his son, "Drink appropriately, take good care of the two girls, and send them home safely after the show."

"I know, you have to pay attention to safety when driving. By the way, don't forget to send me the address of your hotel."

The mother and son exhort each other, and the nagging concern in their words like friends only makes others feel surprised when they hear it.It turns out that there is such a mother and such a son in the world.

Not only was the boy envious, the two girls watched silently, each having unspeakable thoughts.

The singing box is very large, and a partition room was considerately built inside for guests to play mahjong and rest.

Yi Ling was always conspicuous wherever she went. She was the first to grab the microphone and start singing. After singing two Cantonese songs in a row, her lung capacity was exhausted.

The young master was so happy that he put down the microphone casually and shouted that he wanted to play mahjong.

"Everyone, everyone, what's so fun about singing?" During his four years in college, Zhang Fu learned nothing but a good pair of mahjong.He rubbed his hands and called to Tang Hao and others who were sleeping together to gather the four corners.

However, the others glanced at Yi Ling and refused.Mahjong played by the rich second generation cannot be played by ordinary people.

"Tsk, where is Song Zhiyu? They are not here, you have to come on." Everyone looked over and saw Song Zhiyu sitting on the leather sofa with his head raised and dozing off.

Shen Jiajia noticed her boyfriend's fatigue and wanted to let him have a good rest. She raised her hands and said, "I'll come, I'll meet you."

"Okay, okay, it has to be you, Jiajia."

As the partition door was closed, the singing area suddenly became quiet.The only boy looked at Xiao Ya and asked, "You don't want to sing?"

Xiao Ya shook her head silently. She had to go to the bar every weekend night to work part-time and sing?Enough singing.

The boy felt bored, so he simply sat down to order some songs and started playing a sad love song.

The lights in the box were colorful, and there was a huge chandelier in the middle that kept flashing.Song Zhiyu sat in a semi-dark place, like a reclusive master, undisturbed by the outside world.

Dots of flickering white light hit the straight bridge of his nose, occasionally sliding across the knife-like profile and angular jawline.It turned out that he looked so well-behaved and harmless while sleeping.Xiao Ya thought secretly.

Unconsciously, she got closer and closer to him, and finally found that the distance between herself and Song Zhiyu was only an arm's length.

The speaker was playing "Too Much" by Chen Guanpu. The boy singing had already left the box. At this moment, she and him were the only ones left in the room.

Xiao Ya was greedily fascinated by the man in front of her. Her eyes started from his beautiful eyebrows and moved inch by inch to his sexy thin lips.

No one knows how Xiao Ya spent those days and nights when she had a crush on him. She had to endure the palpitations and discomfort as she watched her roommate be sweet with him, and watched him get farther and farther away from her.

If it weren't for her damn family background and her father who was addicted to gambling, she thought, she would be qualified to stand in front of this man and confess her love seriously.

I like you, Song Zhiyu.

She blurted out what was almost a murmur in her sleep.The most dramatic thing is that when Song Zhiyu heard this confession, he didn't fall asleep at all!

When their eyes met, Xiao Ya's delicate face instantly turned red. Wherever there was a hole, she wanted to get in!