my little sir

Yang Suhua stopped, and looked at Fang Yimin with dissatisfaction: "What do you mean? Oh, I see, do you think I let Qi Ling buy so many gifts?"

"No, no, how could I question your character?" Fang Yimin's face was serious and his tone was serious.Then he asked weakly, "So you haven't even hinted, have you?"

Yang Suhua raised the spatula, saw the other party dodging, withdrew her hand angrily, and cursed: "You scolded me like that last time, I still have the face to ask your husband for money!"

"I didn't scold you." Fang Yimin immediately smiled and said flatteringly, "I care about you. I'm afraid that money will corrupt your soul and make you vain and depraved. It will affect your noble, elegant, upright and kind-hearted positive image before. .”

"Bah! You are afraid that I will spend Qiling's money."

"I'm making money now. I'll give you a big red envelope this year. I'm absolutely willing to spend money on you."

"Hmph, don't be glib." Yang Suhua reminded again, "Tomorrow night is New Year's Eve. From now on, you can't say any unlucky words."

"Understood, we have to say auspicious words during the New Year."

In the evening, after the three of them had dinner, Wen Qiling offered to wash the dishes.Although Fang Yimin was too lazy to move, for the sake of the safety of the dishes and pots and stoves, he took the initiative to take on the task.

Wen Qiling was helping at the side, and asked after a while: "Yi Min, where do you want to put this?"

"Do these leftovers have to be dumped?"

"This soup can be eaten hot tomorrow, should I put it in the refrigerator?"

Fang Yimin glanced at the other party sideways, and was about to get angry when he saw Yang Suhua raising her eyebrows and looking at her, she held back the words that slipped out of her mouth.

"Qiling, leave the kitchen to Minmin." Yang Suhua simply dragged Wen Qiling to sit in the yard outside to eat some fruit.

Fang Yimin once again lamented that he was no longer fragrant, and his mother changed her mind when she saw the difference, and she didn't love herself anymore.

Fang Yimin's house used to be considered a rural area, but now it has developed into a suburban area.The people living around are all old neighbors for many years, and some relatives who are related to each other.

Although the city is developing well now, the roads have been widened, and tall buildings have been built nearby, but the lights here are sparse, and it is dark and quiet at night, enjoying a quiet corner.

An iron shed was set up next to the yard, and a small round table was placed under it. In summer, it is suitable for sitting here to drink tea and cool off.

An incandescent lamp hung in the iron shed, illuminating the yard brightly.The small round table is covered with a plastic floral tablecloth, on which there are small snacks of fruit and melon seeds.

Yang Suhua peeled a kumquat for Wen Qiling, and Wen Qiling took it as a thank you.

At the corner of the iron shed against the wall, there is a brand new red and white electric scooter, behind which there seems to be an old car.The old car was covered by a blue raincoat, and the rusted axle and frame could be seen underneath.

Wen Qiling asked jokingly: "The one in the back is what Yi Min mentioned, was that broken battery car from before?"

Yang Suhua laughed: "That's right, Yi Min misses the past, even though he bought me a new one, the old one is not allowed to be thrown away."

"Can I have a look?" Wen Qiling said and stood up.

"It's nothing to look at, it's all rust, don't get your hands dirty."

"It's okay, then I'll take a look." Wen Qiling took off his raincoat, and the moment he saw the battery car, his heart felt sour.

It was an old-fashioned battery car with pedals. The wire basket cover on the basket had long since disappeared. The wires of the basket were bent and twisted. The pad has long since torn skin, exposing some blackened sponge inside.

The whole car was stained with rust, like an old antique with a long history.

Yang Suhua saw that the other party was staring at the car for a long time without saying a word, she smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm afraid you have never seen such a shabby thing? I said earlier that I should throw it away, but Yi Min refused."

Wen Qiling covered the raincoat, her long eyelashes hid the emotion in her eyes, she nodded and said, "I haven't seen it before, I think it's very novel."

Turning his head, Wen Qiling already had a smile on his face: "I heard from Yi Min that he used to go to Tongxing High School in the county town."

"Yeah, he's good at studying." Yang Suhua said, "I'm not boasting. This kid has been smart since he was a child. He didn't study much in primary and junior high schools, and he has always been the top three in his class. He skipped grades."

"When I was in high school, I suddenly worked hard. Not only did I study harder, but I also fell in love with painting. He is very good at painting, and the teachers like him."

Yang Suhua praised Fang Yimin, and began to talk endlessly: "He really worked hard. At that time, our conditions were not good, and he had to help with odd jobs, and he had to review homework at night. He couldn't sleep for a few hours every day. Sometimes he was tired. I fell asleep on the desk, which caused the teacher to call me to talk."

"However, their homeroom teacher and Teacher Yun are very good. The homeroom teacher helped him apply for relief funds for poor students. Teacher Yun waived a lot of tuition and miscellaneous fees for him. Minmin missed his old love and would find time to visit them every year."

Wen Qiling only knew that Fang Yimin's conditions were not very good before, but he didn't know that he had such a difficult life, and he felt distressed and emotional.

Seeing Wen Qiling's silence, Yang Suhua misunderstood the meaning of the other party, and immediately said: "Although he was not well-off before, but later his paintings won many awards, and one painting sold for a sky-high price. Later, he bought a house in Huishi , and opened a studio. Oh, our old house was also renovated by Min Min."

Wen Qiling came to his senses, lowered his eyes and said, "Well, I know, Yi Min has always been excellent. I just... just feel sorry for him."

After hearing this, Yang Suhua smiled and said, "I'm relieved that he can find such a good partner like you."

As if to relax the atmosphere, Yang Suhua changed the subject and said, "Minmin looks very bold, but he is actually quite fearful."

Wen Qiling became interested and asked, "What is he afraid of?"

"Afraid of ghosts." Yang Suhua realized later, "Oh, it's almost Chinese New Year, so it's unlucky."

Wen Qiling was very interested, and urged: "It's okay, it's New Year's Eve tomorrow."

Now that she had opened her mouth, Yang Suhua simply said it.She said that Fang Yimin was in control when he was a child and was not afraid of anything, so she often treated him at night.

Whenever Naughty made a big mistake, Yang Suhua threatened him that she would leave him outside alone at night and let the horrible ghost drag him home.

He also mentioned that Fang Yimin fell off his bicycle before, and he couldn't ride the bicycle, and he didn't get home very late.

Yang Suhua was worried about picking up the other party. When the child saw her, her eyes sparkled. I don't know if it was luck or fear, but she still smiled as if nothing happened.

"Now that I think about it, I regret it. I scared him so much." Yang Suhua sighed, "This kid likes to keep many things in his heart. Even if he is scared to death, he pretends to be nonchalant and doesn't say anything."

While the two were talking, Fang Yimin came out after tidying up the kitchen. Seeing that the two of them ended the conversation in an instant, he narrowed his eyes sharply and asked, "What are you talking about? Why didn't you make a sound when I came out? You won't speak ill of me again, will you?" ?”

Yang Suhua pretended to be displeased: "There are two people who love you the most, what kind of bad things can they say about you!"

With a sour expression, Fang Yimin picked up a kumquat from the table and peeled it: "By the way, have you tidied up the attic? I remember there is a folding bed in it."

Yang Suhua asked: "What are you doing? The bed in your bedroom is too small?"

Fang Yimin glanced at Wen Qiling, and said falteringly: "No."

"Yi Min may be used to sleeping on the bed at home." Wen Qiling smiled and stared at Fang Yimin, "It's cold, and the 1.5-meter bed is just right for the two of us."

Fang Yimin gritted his teeth, and stared at Wen Qiling threateningly.

A few people sat together and chatted for a while, and the lights around them slowly dimmed.The neighbors in the neighborhood usually don't have any entertainment activities at night, and they are used to turning off the lights early and watching dramas in bed.

Yang Suhua also went into the room to rest, leaving space for the young couple.

The air is slightly cold and fresh, and the surroundings are quiet and silent.Looking up is the sky full of stars, looking down with a cup of warm tea, and sitting beside the one you love.

This slow down lifestyle made Wen Qiling feel at ease, warm and comfortable.

Fang Yimin looked up at the bright moon and stars in the sky, and asked, "Do you like quiet or lively?"

Wen Qiling replied: "It depends on the situation, time, place, and people."

"It's like not saying anything."

Wen Qiling smiled and continued to answer: "The other party is you, I can do it."

Fang Yimin laughed, and complained: "You don't seem to be such a person who has no position."

"In the past, it was true, because in the past, you mostly accommodated me."

Fang Yimin froze for a moment, then turned his head to see Wen Qiling looking at him with burning eyes.When those eyes look at others, they are always full of affection, which is easy to create illusions and is difficult to resist.

Fang Yimin looked away and asked, "Do you want me to recover my memory?"

"Did you remember anything?" Wen Qiling crossed the table and grabbed the other's wrist.

Fang Yimin stared at the hand with sharp joints, and had an answer in his heart.

The other party must hope that he can regain his memories and return to the previous way of life.If it weren't for Wen Qiling's attitude and what his friends told him, he wouldn't have imagined that he was so humble before.

Therefore, according to Fang Yimin's personality, he felt that he must have other purposes for approaching the other party, or the other party had other plans for him.

Their previous relationship was very wrong, or if I really liked him at the beginning, their relationship seemed very unhealthy and unequal.

Fang Yimin felt that since he lost his memory, it was because he didn't want the relationship between them, so he chose to abandon and forget.

If Wen Qiling married him for no other purpose, but because of love, then he must also like his former self.

But that self is not the real self, so what he likes is the self he played before.

Fang Yimin rubbed his head: "My brain hurts."

"Where does it hurt? Head?" Wen Qiling leaned over nervously.

Fang Yimin pushed away Wen Qiling who was approaching, and said, "I'm going to go in and sleep."

[The author has something to say: Mr. Xiao: Mr. Wen doesn't like me, he likes me before.

Mr. Wen: As long as it is a daughter-in-law, I like it.

Mr. Little: ...

PS. Wen Qiling thinks that Mr. Xiao is afraid of ghosts, which can be used in the future~~]