Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I am no longer worthy of this vicious female supporting role.

That night, Chen Lan called her second son. It happened that Song Cheng had just returned not long ago and was planning to take a shower and rest early when he heard the phone ring.

ding ding ding,

"Hey, son"

Song Cheng thought he was looking for something from his work unit. When he heard his mother's voice, Song Cheng suddenly felt relieved.

"Mom, what's wrong? Are you two in good health?"

"What's so good? If you don't come back and don't make a phone call, if I hadn't asked Liang Huan to visit you, you probably wouldn't even remember that you still have a home."

Chen Lan pretended to be angry and complained to the other end of the phone. Song Cheng had known for a long time that this would happen. Over the years, whenever he went home, his mother would complain about it. This is far away, right? I was clean, but I kept getting phone calls from time to time, first to renew my love, and then Tang Seng was reciting a mantra.

I really knew this routine very well, and I was used to it anyway, so I stopped talking about it after a while. But for Comrade Liang Huan mentioned by Chen Lan, Song Cheng was not so good. Although I had taken care of him before, but he just Because he was an old friend and he had no feelings for her at all. Song Cheng felt the need to tell his mother again,

"Mom, aren't I busy? When I'm done, I'll go back to see you,"

"Son, are you coming back?"

Chen Lan was surprised. Even Song Er, who was eavesdropping on the side, raised his eyebrows in shock when he heard this. He quickly motioned for Chen Lan to continue asking, and Chen Lan also asked truthfully.

"Son, when will you come back? How long can you stay?"

Song Cheng couldn't help but feel funny and a little ashamed when he heard the eagerness and concern in his old mother's words. It really shouldn't be necessary for a person of his age to have his parents worry about him.

"Mom and Dad, I guess it's the end of the year anyway. I should be able to go home and celebrate the New Year with you this year."

Chen Lanliandao

"Okay, okay, then we agreed, we will celebrate the New Year with us this year."

Afraid that Song Cheng would regret it, Song Cheng responded, but thinking about the pressure to get married when he returned home, Song Cheng still had to defend himself against his elder brother in advance and reiterate his statement to avoid Chen Lan doing anything embarrassing later.

"Mom, let's agree in advance that we won't rush into marriage, blind dates, or matchmaking. As for Liang Huan, don't think too much about it. It's impossible."

Chen Lan was so angry. Just now he was immersed in the joy that Song Cheng was coming back. Now a violent storm was coming. The sky was like ice and fire, and he was yelling at the other end of the phone.

"You brat, I'm not doing this for your own good. Others are married, have wives and children, but you have nothing now. Don't you envy me?"

The more Chen Lan talked, the angrier he became. He was really going to be pissed to death. Listening to Chen Lan's words, Song Cheng suddenly felt sad in his heart. Until Chen Lan was so angry that he hung up the phone, Song Cheng was still immersed in the memories of the past and could not find it. Extricate yourself,

"Song Cheng, you will marry me when you come back."

"Okay, if I don't marry you, who will I marry? Wait until I come back."

The lovers who used to be the envy of others could no longer fulfill their promises to each other. One slept underground and the other numbed himself with work. Song Cheng recalled the past with unspeakable heartache.

If only one could come back in time and the other could wait until his lover admits it personally, instead of being made the most regrettable choice in life by a letter that cannot be verified,

Song Sangsang didn't know all this. Song Sangsang had already returned to Sujia Village. He went home to say hello to his grandmother, and immediately went to Su Ji to cancel his leave with the village chief and party secretary.

"Oh, Sangsang is back, why don't you stay a little longer?"

Village head Su Qiangguo and party secretary Su Jianjun were discussing the next work arrangements there. When they looked up, they saw Song Sangsang already standing at the door. Song Sangsang said hello with a smile.

"Uncle Qiang Guo and Uncle Jianjun, I have rested for a long enough time. I missed you so I came back quickly. Don't you, uncle, miss me?"

Song Sangsang's slightly exaggerated tone made Su Qiangguo and Su Jianjun burst into laughter. Song Sangsang also laughed. After entering the door, he handed over the gift he was carrying. It was nothing special. It was a local in Hancheng. Su Jianguo and Su Qiangguo were even happier about the self-produced cigarettes, but they felt that Song Sangsang wasted money. Su Jianjun said,

"Sangsang, just come back. Why are you bringing us things?"

Song Sangsang didn't think it was a big deal at all. The village chief and party secretary were the ones who supported him in giving him such a long vacation this time. If it weren't for their support, he probably wouldn't have been able to do it even if he was on a business trip with a sales promotion business. Okay, of course I have to thank the two elders for their thoughtfulness.

"Uncle Qiang Guo and Uncle Jianjun are just little things. It doesn't matter. You can secretly smoke. Don't be caught by my aunts. By the way, uncle remembers to sell the fake ones, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, okay, go back and rest quickly. I'm probably exhausted from the whole journey here."