my little sir

There are still two days left until Sunday. Today is Friday. In fact, there is still one more day to be precise. The day after tomorrow is Sunday.Early on Sunday morning, Fang Yimin was single again.

Wen Qiling looked at the calendar on the table, the day marked with a red pen was coming soon.

He has been working overtime every day for the past few days, and he has completed all the work ahead of schedule, and even overfulfilled the tasks for next week.

He looked at the day outlined by the red pen, pressed the call button, and told Song Xi that all the entertainment would be rejected tomorrow, and he had something to go out for.

Early on Saturday morning, Wen Qiling drove out.

The car drove slowly along the wide viaduct to the provincial road, and finally walked on the country road.The surrounding air is becoming more and more fresh, and as far as the eye can see, it is all green.

Yang Suhua didn't expect Wen Qiling to come. She was preparing to make lunch when her neighbor, Aunt Li, yelled loudly: "Suhua, your son-in-law is here."

Yang Suhua wiped her hands on her apron: "Who's back? Qiling and Minmin? They didn't call to say anything."

"Hey, go out and have a look, the car is parked outside the yard, and you brought a lot of things back, but you can't carry them all."

Yang Suhua suddenly felt that she had a lot of face again, and while she blamed the child for wasting money, she couldn't hide her proud face.

Wen Qiling was carrying something from the trunk and couldn't hold it with both hands, so Yang Suhua hurriedly helped to carry it together.

Wen Qiling greeted with a smile: "Mom."

"Tell me about you, what do you do with so many things every time you come here, I can't finish it all by myself." Yang Suhua led her home with a smile.

After putting away the things, Yang Suhua was ready to go shopping.She didn't know that Wen Qiling didn't have much food at home when he came back.

Wen Qiling took Yang Suhua's hand and said, "Just eat something, I'm not very hungry."

Yang Suhua looked at the time, it was indeed getting late, and happily took Wen Qiling to the vegetable field in the backyard, saying that she had grown a lot of vegetables, and let him see what he wanted to eat.

Wen Qiling helped Yang Suhua wash the vegetables, Yang Suhua asked him to rest aside, but he insisted, Yang Suhua let him go.

"By the way, why didn't Minmin come back with you? Is he busy recently?"

"He... well, he's a little busy."

Yang Suhua complained: "He insists on opening a store, and he is busier than you, the boss. I called him yesterday and didn't answer. When I called back, it was past eleven o'clock at night."

Wen Qiling didn't speak, but just quietly listened to Yang Suhua's chatter.

"Although you are young, you can't sleep so late every day. If you have time, you should go on a trip. The two of you can relax and increase your relationship."

After listening, Wen Qiling asked, "Mom, why haven't you traveled recently? Is it because of funding problems?"

Yang Suhua smiled embarrassingly: "That's not true. I used to stay away from my hometown every day because Aunt Li and the others next door to you often gossip. They said that my son is abnormal and likes men. But now the society is more tolerant. They can't say anything."

"And, last time you came back for the New Year, you gave me a lot of face. Now they are envious of my two sons. I just don't go out to play, and I am getting old. I plant land at home and run the business. In the past, life in this home was quite comfortable.”

Wen Qiling felt mixed feelings for a moment, he thought, if Yang Suhua knew that he and Fang Yimin were going to divorce, she would definitely be sad.

During the meal, Yang Suhua kept picking up vegetables for Wen Qiling.

"Qi Ling, try it, this is the vegetable I grow myself, it's pure natural and pollution-free."

Wen Qiling replied: "Yes. I ate all the dishes you sent us before."

"Minmin later refused to let me send it, saying that although it could arrive the next day, many dishes were stale. Try it, is the dish I just picked very fresh and taste good?"

Wen Qiling felt warm inside, he smiled and said, "It's delicious, it tastes like mother's."

Yang Suhua immediately laughed happily: "You are more caring than Minmin, next time I will cook for you, not for that little heartless one."

Maybe, there will be no next time.

The warmth in Wen Qiling's heart instantly cooled down again.

After lunch, Wen Qiling wanted to clean up the dishes, but this time Yang Suhua resolutely refused to ask him to help.He said that Wen Qiling rarely had a rest, and that he looked haggard and thinner, so he kicked him out to rest.

Wen Qiling sat in the yard, staring at the old battery car covered by the rain cloth.

Yang Suhua said that Fang Yimin was nostalgic and wouldn't let her throw away the battery car.

Fang Yimin misses the past, even a broken battery car can be stored for so long, but he doesn't miss their old relationship and loses himself.

"What are you thinking about?" Yang Suhua held a cup of hot tea in her hand, placed it next to Wen Qiling, sat aside, looked at Wen Qiling worriedly, "Qiling, do you have something on your mind? You don't look very good."

Wen Qiling's eyes were a little hot, he smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

Yang Suhua was still a little worried: "Today I always feel that your mental state is not very good, is it because you are not feeling well? Or, you can go to sleep for a while."

"Mom..." Wen Qiling's voice suddenly became hoarse, and he said, "Yi Min, he wants a divorce."

Yang Suhua froze when the other party spoke, because Wen Qiling was crying.No crying, just silent, red eyes.

She had never seen Wen Qiling like this before. Wen Qiling was always cold, calm and tough when he was outside. No matter how serious the incident was, he never showed any disrespectful behavior.

Therefore, when Yang Suhua saw Wen Qiling's red eyes and tears glistening in her eyes, she didn't know whether it was the frail appearance of the other party that shocked her, or the news that she heard.

These days Wen Qiling pretended to be calm and composed, and the hard shell that pretended to be herself collapsed in front of the character named "Mother".

He covered his eyes with his palms, feeling the warm tears wet his palms.There was only this moment of collapse, he slowed down and regained his former calmness.

"Why...why did you get divorced? It must be that Minmin's mind is not clear, talking nonsense, don't worry, you, don't worry, don't be sad." Yang Suhua was a little flustered, she comforted Wen Qiling indiscriminately, stood up lightly Patted each other on the shoulder.

Wen Qiling put down his hands, his eyes were still moist, he shook his head: "He's serious this time."

Yang Suhua saw that the other party's mood had stabilized a lot, and she was overwhelmed by Fang Yimin's anger at the same time, so she turned her head and was ready to call to ask for clarification.

Wen Qiling called Yang Suhua to stop, and said, "Mom, don't you understand Yi Min? No one can change what he decides."

Yang Suhua was stunned for a moment, and asked inexplicably: "Why? He liked you so much at the beginning, but he was soft-hearted, and committed suicide on a hunger strike. That's why I let go and promised you to get married. Now he's getting divorced again. , is he crazy?"

Wen Qiling's eyes widened suddenly: "Hunger strike to commit suicide?"

"No, I was so angry that I wanted to jump off the building, so he just sat on the window sill and said he would die with me. I let him scare me so much that I almost passed." Yang Suhua said excitedly, "Aren't you the house in Huishi? I haven't seen it, it's more than 20 floors."

"You said he was stimulated by something, soft-hearted, flattery, coercion, and allurement. He finally married you. It's only been more than three years, and he hasn't reached the seven-year itch yet. Changed my mind."

Seeing that Wen Qiling was silent, Yang Suhua patted him and said, "Don't worry, I won't let him get a divorce. He also doesn't want to part with it. He must be having trouble with you."

Wen Qiling calmed down a lot, but her eye circles were still red: "It's different this time, if he wants to leave, I can't tie him to me."

Yang Suhua sighed, then suddenly remembered something, and said: "The last time he came back, he felt weird at that time. I felt something was wrong at that time, but something happened."

"Has he been back?" Wen Qiling seemed to have caught something, and hurriedly asked, "When did you come back?"

"During the Chinese New Year, you left for only two days." Yang Suhua thought for a while and said, "Oh, it's the sixth day, just like you this time, you came back before lunch, and drove back before dawn on the seventh day."

Wen Qiling suddenly remembered that Fang Yimin had disappeared all night before. It turned out that Mr. Xiao had disappeared all night and had returned home.

No wonder when he called the other party, he heard the sound of firecrackers coming from the phone.If I had been more careful at the time, maybe I could have discovered the reason earlier, and it might not have led to a divorce.

Wen Qiling asked: "Then has he met anyone or said anything?"

Yang Suhua shook her head: "Stayed at home all day, didn't say anything. I sat in the attic upstairs, sat all afternoon, had dinner at night, and yelled several times before coming down like a lost soul."

Wen Qiling looked up at the attic, and then at Yang Suhua.

Yang Suhua understood right away, and said, "The attic is just for storing sundries, it's not locked."

"I'll go up and have a look." Wen Qiling stood up, her long legs moved quickly, she ran two steps and then turned her head and said to Yang Suhua, "Mom, don't call Yi Min yet."

Yang Suhua didn't know what happened to the two of them, so she nodded and said, "Oh, yes."

The attic is not very big, and it is full of messy things.An old table, a few broken benches, and a lot of drawings beside it, it looks old, and the painted canvases have faded.

An old folding bed was leaning against the wall, and there was a bookshelf with some dry paints and painting utensils.

Wen Qiling looked at the things inside in a daze. These things were all Mr. Xiao's past.

He didn't care whether the stool beside the table was dirty or not, so he just sat down.There is a transparent box on the table, which contains a lot of tapes and a Walkman that I don't know if it can be used.

Wen Qiling opened it and looked, and there was something on his foot that made a slight noise.He lowered his head and saw an old red wooden box under the table, but unfortunately it was locked by a combination lock.

Wen Qiling didn't intend to open the box at first, but when he saw the combination lock with a four-digit code, he couldn't help but try it with his birthday, and it opened.

[The author has something to say: Wen Qiling, a master of steel, will be super strong if he cries T﹏T, that’s right, he has to be completely enlightened~]