The sun is coming

Tong Ye also failed to meet Shang Zhe in the end. When he appeared in Linjiang City again and expressed his desire to see Shang Zhe, Shang Anqi said, "I know my son best, and I know who he likes. You alone Outsiders, don't pay too much attention to our family's affairs. Linjiang is not a place where Mr. Tong can live. You have finished your work for a while, and you still want to come back to have a look. You are really dedicated. However, I think you should go back quickly .”

After Shang Anqi instructed the dancers to finish the dance practice, she said to Tong Ye who hadn't left yet: "Thank you for the information you provided us, it is very helpful to our family."

Shang Anqi was like a hedgehog with its thorns erect, she straightened her back when talking to him, as if she made a promise, and her youngest son would fall into the hands of the devil.Tong also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said before leaving, "What a stubborn old lady."

That afternoon, Shang Anqi went back crying, and when she entered the door, she found no one to greet her, and her heart hurt even more.

Ever since she met her blind date, Shang Wen liked to disappear for a short time, and she liked to go home after ten o'clock at night, and every time she was interrogated, she even pretended to discuss literature.Shangwu's "shopping mall" has been completely pink and white. The roof of the closed large granary has been removed and replaced with a thick transparent plastic roof. The inside looks very bright, and it is very beautiful when the lights are turned on at night.The shopping mall is called "Xinrong Clothing City". Except for Shangwu, which is a good place in the middle, I have reserved it for myself, and the rest have been separated by partitions and made into small shops for rent.The name of the mall had already been decided before the mall started to be remodeled. Leaflets had been distributed everywhere, and small merchants of small scale had already come to discuss business one after another.Su Jianzhi went to his elder son to help out after teaching, but he hasn't come back yet.

There was only one old man sitting there in a daze trying to fall asleep, and another young son who was huddled in his room and didn't know whether to read Yuan Dajun's letter or do his homework.

Shang Anqi was so sad, she sat on the sofa and shed tears silently for a while, seeing that the old man was still dozing off, she couldn't help crying and shouted inside: "Duo Duo, don't write letters to the army, woo woo , Mom feels bad."

The old man woke up with a jerk, a little confused about the situation.Shang Zhe came out quickly, still so thin, only slightly better than before.Fortunately, the face is already exquisite, and it has not become ugly because of being thin.

It may be that his family did not shy away from his relationship with Yuan Dajun, and Su Jianzhi also talked about the sociology professor's research from time to time. The theme was always the tolerance of homosexuality and the misunderstanding of homosexuality in society.Although the current Su Shangzhe still has some bad habits, such as always gnawing his fingers when he is nervous, and always turning pale when he sees the police, he is generally moving in a cheerful direction.

"Mom, have you been cut off by thieves again?" Shang Zhe was still holding a settable in his hand, and he was drawing auxiliary lines to solve problems.In his memory, Shang Anqi had never felt so uncomfortable, even if she cried, she cried until the pear blossoms brought rain to make people feel pitiful, how could there be such an aura that when the north wind blows and crushes the crabapple, it crushes the crabapple into mud.

"Wuuu, no." Shang Anqi gave herself a sigh of relief, no, she was so angry that it was difficult to breathe.

"What's the matter?" The old man came over and asked, "Have you been wronged in the troupe? It shouldn't be, you are considered an old man!"

It was fine if the old man didn't speak, but Shang Anqi cried even more when he did.The old man and the young couldn't persuade him, the old man saw that the momentum was wrong, so he hurriedly ordered Shang Zhe to go find Su Jianzhi and go home.

Shang Zhe rode his bicycle all the way to the mall, and there were many people around the simple desk at the door.Su Jianzhi didn't take part in the cash register, he took a few people who were planning to rent a shop inside to look at the shop.Shang Zhe stood outside and shouted, "Brother, where is Dad?"

The martial arts crowd asked, "Why is Duoduo here? Have you eaten? Why didn't you wear a hat and scarf? It's such a cold day."

"Grandpa told Dad to go back quickly. There is something wrong."

Shang Wu is good at it, and I am a little anxious to see Duoduo, thinking that something happened at home.He yelled inside and started sending people away.

"There is something at home, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"I'm optimistic about the shop on No. 12. What if someone else takes it if I come late tomorrow?"

"That's right, my No. 19 is the big shop on the right. Someone was trying to grab it just now, and I don't know who will get it until tomorrow."

"Is it okay to write a note first?" Su Shangwu asked the secretary and the security guard to put the collected money into a box and send it to the bank, while writing a note to those who were optimistic about the shop who were bargaining and hadn't paid.

"Don't expect it to be any cheaper. Our shop seems to be a little expensive now, but you can wait to collect money when it opens. Our location is good and the publicity is good. Shop No. 19, I'll give you a note, don't worry, tomorrow Come to me with a note, if I don’t accept the account, you don’t have to pay a penny and go directly to buy the goods.”

Shang Wu rode a motorcycle and drove Su Jianzhi home first. Shang Wu looked at the brightly lit and spacious shopping mall, and continued to walk back on the bike.

Before I got home, I saw Shang Wen discussing literature with others on the sidewalk on the way.The person walking beside him wore glasses and looked very gentle. He should be the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper that his mother said he had a blind date with Shang Wen.This is the first time Shang Zhe has seen promising young people who discuss literature with a common language in Shang Wen’s mouth. Because there is a crying mother in the family who seems to be unable to live, Shang Zhe is a little confused, so he rides directly to the sidewalk and rushes in while pressing the car bell. .

"What's the matter with you!" Shang Wen was dragged away by the glasses and rushed towards the owner of the bicycle, and blushed when she saw who it was.

"What are you doing running out at this time?"

"Have you finished discussing literature?"

"This is?"

"My brother." Shang Wen took off the scarf and wrapped it around her younger brother, "What's the rush, you're riding a bicycle."

"Something happened at home, grandpa asked everyone to go back quickly. Brother and dad have already gone back."

Such a mobilization of teachers and people made everyone feel so precious that he didn't dare to let Shang Zhe, who was wandering around the streets in the middle of the night, go out to find someone, it seemed that something big happened.Shang Wen took the bicycle and was about to rush back with her younger brother, but Glasses stopped her, "Let me go over and help."

"No need." Shang Zhe refused. My mother loves face very much. If an outsider sees her crying and running nose, she will probably be very angry when she turns around. "It's a family matter, and my mother doesn't want others to know."

Glasses smiled, "That's ok, Wenwen slow down on the road."

"Okay, go back and be careful."

As soon as Shang Wen got on the bicycle, her sturdy style was revealed. Riding a bicycle is like riding a hot wheel.Shang Zhe sat at the back and tugged at her padded jacket, biting his fingers habitually, and only slowly eased the pressure when he felt the pain.Well, I can't bite anymore, Yuan Dajun came back to check his fingers, and if the skin is skinless, he will be dealt with.

"He called you Wenwen."

"what happened?"

"You dare to promise."

"Stinky boy, don't make fun of your sister."

In fact, Shang Zhe doesn't like those men who are engaged in literature, and Su Jianzhi, an old professor, of course doesn't count.Shang Zhe thinks that most of the men engaged in literature are pathological spiritualists who "spirit is above everything else", and their so-called spiritual height is still inexplicable.Life after marriage is disharmonious-the thoughts are not on the same level, and the feelings are not harmonious; they have cheated-they have gone to find their soul mate; Literature and life... In short, all their own mistakes can be whitewashed by them with words.

However, there are also decent people, but men who engage in literature are too thoughtful, and Shang Zhe feels that his sister, who is almost equal to the rectum, is not a match for such people.

When Shang Wen arrived home by car, a [-] bicycle suddenly rode out of Santana's speed.I don't know how the glasses will feel when he sees his girlfriend instantly transforming into a flying dragon.

Shang Anqi was still crying, and Su Jianzhi, his grandparent and grandson sat beside her very leisurely, watching her cry.As soon as Shang Zhe appeared, Shang Anqi quickly turned her attention to her youngest son, grabbed him, choked with tears and snot, and said, "Duo Duo, Mom is going to die of pain."

"What's the matter?" Shang Wen squeezed into the sofa panting, "Dad, did you fight with my mother?"

"Can you expect me to order?" Shang Anqi was angry, she turned her head and took Shang Zhe's hand and said, "Duo Duo, does mom look old?"

To be honest, it's not that old.Shang Anqi took good care of her skin, except for some wrinkles around her eyes, her skin was still delicate and smooth.Even standing with Shangwen, this old dancer might be more eye-catching from a distance.Although her hair was a little grayer, she had carefully dyed it black.

"Not old, didn't mom dance the lead dance for others a few years ago?"

"Aren't you old?"

Shang Zhe looked at it seriously, wiped away tears for his mother and said, "You're not old, don't cry, too much crying is bad for your eyes."

"What happened to our mother?" Shang Wen asked Shang Wu.

"A dance teacher sent from outside called her old lady."

"Pfft, it can't be." Shang Wen held her mother's face and looked left and right, "This is obviously a girl, how did Erba become an old lady?"

"Go!" Shang Anqi spat, her face finally looked better.

"I'll do the math." Shang Wen muttered for a while and said, "No, Mom will have her fiftieth birthday in one year."

"Two years! Your mother and I are only 48 after the new year!"

"Yes, yes, we are still young." Shang Wen smiled and persuaded: "What's so uncomfortable? No matter how old we are, we look young. When you take your grandson out, people will definitely ask, is this you?" A son or a grandson. You say my grandson. People will definitely say, ah, this child’s grandma is really young, maybe only in her fifties..."

Shang Wen didn't finish her sentence, and slowly disappeared under Shang Anqi's increasingly fierce gaze.Shang Anqi stood up, took a breath, and went back to the bedroom gracefully.

The old man pointed at his granddaughter's forehead and cursed in a low voice, "Second son!"