Spring, summer, autumn and winter (GL)

After dinner, Shi Hai helped Ms. Ding clean up the table.

Shi Ci and Ms. Ding are in the kitchen.

The dishwasher was working, and Ms. Ding was scrubbing the range hood, while Shi Zhi was picking up some unfinished food.

Ms. Ding glanced at Shi Ci from time to time, Shi Ci frowned, a little absent-minded, Shi Hai finished tidying up, looked at them, walked to the living room without saying anything.

"I didn't tell your dad." After cleaning the range hood, Ms. Ding put some dish soap on her palm and started rinsing.

Shi Ci was silent.

"By the way, you are in the same school after all, and your identities are different. If there are some gossip..."

Shi Ci said in a low voice, "She and I are not in a teacher-student relationship, and she is about to graduate from her undergraduate degree."

Ms. Ding washed her hands, walked out of the kitchen, and glanced at the father and son in the living room. One of them was playing with the mobile phone, the other was drinking tea and reading a book, and the TV was playing the spring night.

"That's the way it is said, Shi Ci, sometimes people's words are scary."

"I thought you, Ms. Ding, supported me all the time."

The light in the kitchen is bright. Ms. Ding had a beautiful face when she was young. As she grows older and her mood is sharpened, her appearance becomes softer and more graceful. The old lady, who speaks crisply, is full of air, and laughs loudly and ironically, which is very contagious.

After the age of 60, she usually spends most of her time in a cheerful mood. She doesn't care about small things, and handles big things slowly. She consciously takes seventy to eighty percent of people's life thoroughly, and the remaining one or two percent is her daughter. .

It's just that this worry has to be hidden in the heart, so it's not easy for the children to see it.

She looked at Shi Ci with a serious look, "I support you, Shi Ci, then tell me the truth, are you serious?"

As you get older, the wrinkles at the corners of your eyes are the traces carved by time, but the beauty of Ms. Ding is that her eyes are clear and sharp, and she has no time to waste. Looking at people with such eyes, the pressure is very high, and she will tell a lie no.

Shi Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, then relaxed, "I'm serious, I really like her." His tone became softer after a slight pause, "I originally wanted to bring her here tonight..."

"Did the child not come home?" Ms. Ding asked.

Shi Ci looked at Ms. Wang Ding, and said in a lower voice, "There is a reason why I didn't let you ask in the teahouse before. Her parents are gone."

Ms. Ding let out a soft ah.

Shi Ci whispered, "I'm serious about her, and I believe she is too."

Ms. Ding was silent for a long time, then sighed faintly, and said, "...Little Tang Chi is also a poor child."

"Wait, you should be a little bit measured?" She asked suddenly.

Shi Ci didn't expect such a question, she was startled.

Ms. Ding approached and whispered, "You are not too much, although Xiao Tang Chi is an adult, but compared to you...he is too young..."

Shi Ci coughed, "Ms. Ding!"

Ms. Ding backed away with a look of shock, "You wouldn't..."

"I haven't..." Shi Ci spoke halfway, and then realized, "This has nothing to do with you!"

Ms. Ding breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good, otherwise...I'm so sorry!"

Why do you have to feel sorry for it?

Shi Ci ignored her, took the insulated lunch box, and walked out of the kitchen, "I won't be at home today."

Ms. Ding's face changed slightly: "...Hey, wait..."

Shi Ci went straight to the living room and said to Shi Bingcheng, "Dad, I won't stay at home this year, I'm going back to my place."

"Wait," Shi Bingcheng turned off the TV a little bit, and Shi Hai's eyes slowly rose from the phone screen.

Shi Ci stopped, glanced at his watch, it was 08:30, it was still early, but Tang Chi had already spent three hours alone.

"I'll go back to accompany my girlfriend." Shi Ci seemed to know what Shi Bingcheng wanted to ask, so he said it first.

"Tonight is family time, and it's a tradition in our family." Shi Bingcheng's speaking habit is exactly the opposite of Ms. Ding's. Except for lectures, he doesn't talk very much. Refined and elegant, it gives people the feeling that they have a good temper and rarely get angry.

The fact is also true. In the memories of the Shi family's siblings growing up, their parents rarely lost their temper, especially Shi's father.

"You can go out tomorrow." Shi Bingcheng said.

He rarely asked the children to do anything, but when he asked, there was a kind of majesty that could not be refuted and must be carried out.

"Dad," Shi Ci smiled, "I'm in my thirties, not a minor."

"Then do you know what you're doing?"

"I always knew."

"Hey, old man," Ms. Ding said next to her, "if Shi Ci wants to leave, let her go. When the child grows up, he must have his own private life."

"Well, that's right," Shi's father nodded, "Shi Ci, tell your family about the girl you are dating?"

Sensing the tense atmosphere, Shi Hai secretly took a breath.

Shi Ci raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Dad, don't you know everything? Do you still need to ask me?"

Shi Hai took a breath, and quietly tilted his eyes towards Papa Shi.

Shi Bingcheng's expression suddenly became serious.

……

Tang Chi huddled on the sofa, opened Shi Ci's notebook, and watched videos at station b.