young sir

Wait, stop meddling, and let Bi Ziyun come out and call him in case of any emergency.

Taking a deep breath, Bi Ziyun opened the door with the key.

There was no one in the living room, and there was a half-eaten fruit plate on the coffee table.There were a few crumpled wads of paper towels on the carpet, and it was unknown who threw them.

A bad guess gradually formed in his mind.

Is it possible that these tissues were lost by my mother.My mother cried because I was too much stimulated.

The sound of cooking in the kitchen was mixed with indistinct voices.Settling his mind on the spot, Bi Ziyun stepped forward anxiously, and lifted the curtain of the kitchen.

The first thing he saw was not his mother cooking with a range hood on, but Sitting on a bench, cutting sashimi...Mother Fang Nan.

Hearing the sound of the door curtain being rattled, Fang Nan's mother raised her head curiously.

"Little Bi!"

Seeing that it was Bi Ziyun, Fang Nan's mother was pleasantly surprised: "Xiao Bi, wait a moment, the fish is not cooked yet!"

Su Lijuan didn't look back, she just used a spatula to stir fry the meat in the pot, and asked her son, "Are you alone?"

"That's right, Xiao Bi, where is Xiao Nan?" Fang Nan's mother also asked, "Didn't he just send me a text message saying that he was with you?"

Looking at the two women busy in his kitchen, Bi Ziyun's mind went blank.

He stammered and couldn't even speak for a while: "He, that, he...he is outside the door."

Waiting outside the door to be kicked out of the house.

"Call him in." Poured the fried mutton into the plate, Su Lijuan turned her head slightly, "Let's eat together."

Seeing Su Lijuan's red and swollen eyes, Bi Ziyun finally understood why her mother didn't want to turn around and look at her.

My mother cried just now, and cried very sadly.

The author has something to say: thank you for reading~~~

感谢在2021-01-2920:13:48~2021-01-3020:50:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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87. Spring of [-]

After six years, Fang Nan was brought into the house by Bi Ziyun again, from the villa in the Dihao official residence to the apartment in the city center.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Fang Nan didn't watch the TV series that was playing on the TV, but just looked down at the patterns on the carpet.He pursed his mouth tightly, crossed his fingers in front of his lower abdomen, clenched and then loosened, as if he didn't know where to put his hands.

Fang Xueshen, who was calm and comfortable even in the national level competitions, felt nervous at this time, so nervous.

Su Lijuan has been busy cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen, and didn't come out to see anyone.On the contrary, Fang Nan's mother came out halfway, and accused Fang Nan of being impolite, and didn't know to say hello to Aunt Su when she came in.

Bi Ziyun was sorting lunch boxes at the dining table, watching Fang Nan stand up from the sofa and follow his mother into the kitchen.Before opening the kitchen curtain, he raised his head and exchanged glances with Bi Ziyun, with an expression as if he was about to go to the execution ground.

"Quick, this is your Aunt Su." Walking into the kitchen, Fang Nan's mother pushed her son indiscriminately, "This child, I've never seen him so shy before—"

From the corner of her eye, she saw the tall young man walking into the kitchen, Su Lijuan was stunned for a second, and stopped her hand which was wiping the dishes.

Standing in front of the refrigerator for a long time, Fang Nan couldn't come up with a word.

"..." Under the supervision of his mother, he still bite the bullet and said, "Aunt Su."

As if deliberately suppressing her inner emotions, Su Lijuan's chest rose and fell slightly, and then she turned her head, and Fang Nan smiled: "Xiao Nan, right? Sit in the living room and watch TV for a while, and call when the dishes are ready." You eat."

Fang Nan's mother patted her son's hand: "Xiao Bi is still working outside, don't just sit in the living room, go and help."

"it is good."

Fang Nan responded with a sound, stood where his mother said a few words, and then was kicked out by his mother.

He noticed that when he turned to talk to his mother, Bi Ziyun's mother stared at his back for a long, long time.When he opened the door curtain and walked out of the kitchen, the gaze behind him was immediately withdrawn.

Back at the restaurant, Bi Ziyun mouth-shaped to Fang Nan: What did my mother say to you?

Fang Nan shook his head: nothing.

Bi Ziyun rolled her eyes on the spot, obviously not believing it.

Walking along the dining table to the other end, Fang Nan unwrapped the plastic bag and began to help Bi Ziyun unpack the other half of the lunch box.

After packing up all the lunch boxes, putting the restaurant's dishes on plates and heating them in the microwave oven, their work is considered complete.Bi Ziyun slipped into the kitchen and asked his mother humbly, wanting to know what else he and Fang Nan could do for help, but was kicked out by his mother and told him to take Fang Nan to the living room to watch TV, don't This gets in the way.

Back in the living room, the two of them split into two paths in a tacit understanding. At the coffee table, one of them chose a sofa to sit on, with the Atlantic Ocean in between.The special program "-Year-Year-Year" before the start of the Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV, and the two took out their mobile phones at the same time, and started face-to-face online dating.

Bi Ziyun: [Are you panicking? 】

Fang Nan: [What are you panicking about? 】

Bi Ziyun: [I see that you are panicking in front of my mother, you don't know where to put your hands and feet. ] Fang Nan: [...boring. 】

A woman's laughter came from the kitchen, and the two raised their heads at the same time, looking towards the half-closed kitchen curtain.

Fang Nan's mother pointed to the apron on her body, said something to Su Lijuan, and then made an exaggeratedly sad face.Su Lijuan was so happy that she laughed and wiped Fang Nan's mother's apron with a towel.

Fang Nan lowered his head and continued to type: [My mother hasn't been this happy for a long time. 】Bi Ziyun did not reply to the message for a long time.

After a long time, Fang Nan's phone vibrated again: 【Didn't you say I'm bored?I don't know you well. 】Fang Nan: 【……】

Bringing the washed and cut pomelo to the living room, this is what Su Lijuan saw—a scene: Xiaoyun and the Fang family child sat at both ends of the coffee table, left and right, with a long distance between them.They don't watch TV, don't chat, they are all playing with their mobile phones, and they don't care about each other.

Seeing Su Lijuan walking into the living room, Fang Nan quickly stood up from the sofa, and gave Su Lijuan a slight bow with the etiquette of a junior meeting an elder.

On the contrary, Bi Ziyun was unaware of her mother's arrival, and frantically searched for all kinds of emoji packs of ghosts and animals in the WeChat group, trying to launch a new round of emoji pack attacks on her boyfriend.

After spending a long time in the irrigation group, he sent Fang Nan a moving picture of the owner throwing corgi into the water, with the text "Daddy doesn't want you anymore".

After posting the emoji, Bi Ziyun laughed straight while holding the phone, and started to stagger back and forth while holding her stomach, almost accidentally falling off the sofa.Just as he supported the corner of the coffee table with his hands, he suddenly spotted his mother standing beside the sofa with a fruit plate.

Fang Nan was standing opposite the sofa, obviously he had seen his mother coming, but he deliberately didn't remind himself.

Su Lijuan asked her son: "Whose father are you?"

"I...I was joking." This was the second time Bi Ziyun stuttered today, "Well, they're just the same age, and we're having fun together."

"I don't know how to do business, but I know how to mess around all day long."

Putting the fruit plate on the coffee table, Su Lijuan gave her son a crisp and refreshing brain crash.

After her mother left, Bi Ziyun glared fiercely at her boyfriend sitting across from her, and raised her middle finger at him.

Then, Fang Nan received a WeChat message from Bi Ziyun: [In my place, you are already a dead person. 】Looking at Bi Ziyun's little expression of flaring teeth and claws, Fang Nan is not nervous now.He takes it easy.

After returning to the kitchen, Fang Nan's mother and Su Lijuan went to the dining room with the dishes, only to find that Su Lijuan was staring in the direction of the living room and couldn't help but lose her mind.

She came over and asked Su Lijuan: "What's the matter, Xiao Su? Why do you feel like you've lost your mind?"

"Ah... I'm fine." Su Lijuan took the wet tissue from Fang Nan's mother, wiped off the water stains on her hands, and smiled politely at Fang Nan's mother, "The dishes are ready, we can start dinner."

Fang Nan's mother went to the living room to call someone, and seeing the two children standing up from the sofa, Su Lijuan gradually looked away.

She once read an emotional chicken soup article reprinted by her sisters in a WeChat group.The article said that people who love each other will gradually become familiar with each other's behaviors and habits in life after being together for a long time, and certain characteristics of their bodies will become closer and closer.

Because they love each other deeply, they will engrave each other into their own bones.

Just now when she went to the living room with a fruit plate, she saw the child surnamed Fang playing with his mobile phone with lowered eyebrows and eyes. For a moment, she saw the shadow of Xiaoyun on his face.

That sense of familiarity was only fleeting, but it was still lingering in her mind.

His facial features are obviously completely different from Xiao Yun's, and his demeanor is also cooler.Why do you make yourself feel this way?

Until all the New Year's Eve dinners are served, two pairs of mother and son sit around the table together, eating and chopsticks with the sound of music starting from the Spring Festival Gala, the familiar feeling is back.

Not similar, but fit.

Perhaps to avoid suspicion, the two children sat up with their mother, not sitting too close.During the meal, the two of them would only exchange a few sentences after the elder had finished speaking, and there was almost no - right - exchange.Even if they bumped their chopsticks on the same dish, the two of them just moved away at the same time tacitly, without making a sound.

In such a delicate atmosphere, Su Lijuan noticed an unusual meaning.

Those two pairs of eyes colliding in the air and dodging in a hurry, reflected the love for each other, and liking this matter