hate farewell thirteen

Qingmei is in confinement and is resting at home, fearing that she will be bored, Song Shuman visits Qingmei and the child from time to time.

Looking at this child, Song Shuman was very happy. She used to like children very much, but when her younger brother was born and her mother passed away, she didn't like babies that much.

Then, watching Xiao Li Nian sucking his fingers, his eyes widened, the black eyes were deep, and the eyes of children are brighter than those of adults.

Song Shuman teased Xiao Li Nian, Xiao Li Nian was not afraid of life, and smiled "giggling", with crooked eyebrows and cheeks, soft and waxy, like a glutinous rice dumpling.

"Both you and Jiang Li were born beautiful, and the son you gave birth to is also very beautiful. When you grow up, you don't know which girl is cheaper."

Xu Qingmei replied to her: "Then you also go to have a girl and make a baby kiss with my son. When I grow up, it will be cheaper for your family. Do you want it?"

"What age is this, and you are still married with your fingertips."

"In the 32nd year of Guangxu, do you think you didn't get married with your fingertips? You got married with your fingertips, and you belonged to the right family. Isn't this everywhere? Your eyes are not good, so you need to wear glasses."

"Okay, listen to you. I'll go get a pair of glasses in the afternoon, and I'll get you a pair too. Wear them both, like a schoolgirl."

"They are all mothers, so why are you still a female student?"

"What do you mean, who is a proper mother and can't be a young and beautiful female student?"

"If you are not a female student, you can't be young and beautiful? You are the absurd rule."

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and it was heard for a short while. Xu Qingmei looked out of the room door, "Is there someone knocking on the door? Could it be that mother forgot to bring the key when she went out just now, I'll go and have a look."

Xu Qingmei was about to get out of bed as she said that, Song Shuman held her hand that lifted the quilt, "You think I'm just air here? You just lie down, I'll open the door and see who it is."

Song Shuman opened the door, and the person standing outside was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, the umbrella in her hand was dripping wet, and the hem of the gown was wet.

"Who are you looking for?" Song Shuman asked.

"I heard that Mr. Jiang is happy with his precious son, and his mother and son are safe. Student Ji Yangqing brought some small gifts to congratulate her."

Song Shuman took the gift, "Mr. Jiang is not here, your wife is resting, I will convey my heart for you."

Ji Yangqing nodded, "Then I'll go first."

He turned around with the umbrella in hand. When he lifted the umbrella, Song Shuman caught a glimpse of the character Ji engraved on the handle of the umbrella. Song Shuman remembered where she had seen it before. She called Ji Yangqing, "Wait a minute, did you lend me a hand An umbrella, last summer, at the door of the bookstore."

"It's been so long, Miss still remembers."

"That umbrella was broken by my brother's cat, I'll pay you another one."

"No, it's just an umbrella, it's not worth anything at all."

"Then let me treat you to a meal."

"No need." Ji Yangqing shook his head, "I still have something to do, please trouble Miss."

Ji Yangqing left after finishing speaking, Song Shuman put the gift on the table and went back to Xu Qingmei's room.

"Who is outside?"

"Your husband's student, Ji Yangqing, is here to give you a gift. The gift was put outside for you. It's raining outside, and there are still raindrops hanging on the box. If you put it inside, you might bring cold air in."

"It's him, Jiang Li's former student, who comes here occasionally, and never came empty-handed."

"It seems that Jiang Li is a good teacher, Shien has remembered it for so long."

"I heard that I have also been abroad, and I only came back in the past two years, and it seems that I have come closer after returning to China."

"The closeness after graduation shows that Jiang Li is an upright and good teacher. Jiang Li is a good teacher, a good husband, and will be a good father in the future."

"I've always believed in him. He can always do everything well. It's raining outside the house, so sit down for a while before you leave."

The spring rain is continuous and uninterrupted. On a damp day, the books on the bookshelf are stained with damp. If you don't pay attention, they will be stained with mildew.

That year was in a hurry, and it was summer again.

In mid-June, Lin Dailan came to deliver a message, "My father's birthday, and invited a large troupe. This troupe is very famous, and they sing Peking Opera. We haven't seen each other for a long time. You must come when the time comes."

Song Shuman accepted the post and accepted it, "I see, how are you doing recently? Did Liao Shenyan bully you?"

"How dare he."

"This post is just for you, and someone will send it to Uncle Song. You want to come, this troupe is hard to find."

"Are we leaving?" Song Shuman asked her.

"What else do you want me to do?"

"Mrs. Liao has so many things to do every day, she is so busy that she can't keep it."

"What you said, I don't want to keep it, and I don't want to keep it. I've told you everything about it, what else do you want me to say?" Lin Dailan took Song Shuman's arm, "Let's go, accompany me to see Look at Xu Qingmei, didn't she talk about wanting to listen to Beijing opera last time, but this time she invited the troupe to sing Peking opera."

Liao Shenyan sat in the driver's seat and waited. When the two got into the car, Song Shuman teased him, "Liao Shenyan, why don't I know when you changed your career to become a driver?"

"What do you know? It's called, as a wife, everything should be done." Liao Shenyan held the steering wheel, turned his head and looked directly at Lin Dailan, "Madam, where are we going now?"

"Xu Qingmei's place."

It turns out that when a naughty little boy grows up, he will also become a big man who obeys his wife. People are more willing to listen to the words of their loved ones. The more they love, the more they do.

In an equal love, love is always mutual. In a place where Song Shuman can't see, Lin Dailan is waiting for Liao Shenyan to return home late at night with hot porridge, and the young lady who does not touch the spring water with her ten fingers can also wash her hands and make soup for you .

On Uncle Lin's [-]th birthday, congratulators and presenters lined up in long queues, the exploding firecrackers were left red all over the place, the stage was set up early, and the troupe was preparing behind.

Song Shuman went to the Liyuan, and the Liyuan was rarely clean. She took Zhou Ru's hand, looked around, and ran out with her.

Song Shuman pulled her into the car, and Zhou Ru looked at the scenery outside the window until the car stopped, and there were firecracker wreckage all over the ground. She didn't know why, "Where are you going? What are you going to do?"

"Mr. Lin is celebrating his birthday. The family has invited an opera troupe. I'll take you to watch it secretly."

Zhou Ru was annoyed when she heard this, she lost her temper less, and this time she was really angry, "Are you crazy? Let me go to praise other houses?"

"So I secretly came to take you there, and no one knew."

Zhou Ru shook off Song Shuman's hand, "It's not whether others know or not, and whether others know or not has anything to do with me. This is the rule."

"I come from Liyuan. Liyuan is also an opera troupe. It's a rule not to listen to other opera troupes."

"I came to Jiangning Mansion when I was ten years old, and entered Liyuan when I was 14. Although my master never taught me to sing opera, this is still a rule."

Song Shuman didn't think about that, she wasn't Zhou Ru, and she didn't grow up in Liyuan, so she didn't know those rules.Song Shuman's voice became softer, she lowered her head, "I just want to take you to a show."

"It's not just about listening to a show, Shuman, you are a smart person, why can't you understand."

Song Shuman reached out to her, palms up, "Let's go back, back to the Liyuan, don't look at it."

"Master, please drive back, I will give you double the money."

Before the car restarted, Zhou Ru didn't hold Song Shuman's hand, she opened the car door and got out, "I'll just go back by myself, Miss Lin will definitely invite you, if you don't go, it's fine."

Song Shuman chased her out of the car, "Sister, I just don't know that, if I knew, I wouldn't have accepted Dai Lan."

"Go and listen, otherwise Miss Lin asks, how will you answer?"

"elder sister……"

Zhou Ru sighed softly, and stroked Song Shuman's hair with his hand, "I got offended just now, it's my fault. You go and listen, I'll take the car back to Liyuan, there are few customers today, it's a leisurely day, you can also Let me rest."

Song Shuman's words were thoughtful, and Song Shuman didn't know how to answer her, but if she was about to miss the appointment, Lin Dailan really couldn't justify it.

"After listening to the play, I will go to find you."

Zhou Ru nodded, "OK."

Song Shuman sat beside Lin Dailan and sang Changbanpo's seven entrances and seven exits. Hearing the applause from the audience, Song Shuman's heart was in a mess and her ears were noisy, and she couldn't hear anything.

Lin Dailan leaned against her ear and asked in a low voice: "Why, the play isn't good?"

Song Shuman gave her a jump, "No, she sang well."

"You're still pretending to be with me, why are you sitting here with your head downcast? You're so distracted, you can't listen to anything."

"It's nothing." Song Shuman picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked at the stage, "Listen to the show, it's a good show."

"What you want to do now is not to listen to this play."

"Song Shuman, I didn't force you to sit here. If you want to go, sneak out through the back door, don't go out through the front door, you won't lose face."

"I'll leave after listening to the play."

"Song Shuman, I understand it. No wonder I'm married, Qingmei's children are born, and you are still so lonely. You shouldn't."

Song Shuman put her hand on the bag, Lin Dailan's eyes were sharp, she leaned on the back of the chair, the stage was singing the fourth entry, Lin Dailan said softly: "Remember to go out through the back door, I won't see you off."

Song Shuman took a taxi, "Go to Liyuan, the sooner the better."

"Then you can hold on tight."

The rickshaw driver ran fast, and the road was bumpy, which made Song Shuman's heart tremble. All the way to the Liyuan, 50 meters away, Song Shuman saw her sister standing at the door. She didn't go in, and she didn't know what was going on in her heart.

Shen Tao ran into Zhou Ru when she went out, "Didn't you go out with that Miss Song, why are you standing here?"

Zhou Ru didn't look at her, but said: "It's nothing, let's go in."

"Look, she abandoned you."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, once today, there will be thousands of times in the future."

Zhou Ru was silent for a long time, raised his head slightly, his eyes were floating on the ceiling, and then he just said:

"In the past, I also left my sister behind."

"She's not like Zhou Qing, from head to toe, there's nothing like her."

"It's better not to be like that."