winter

Dong's father was right. Although the two of them were tired of talking through their mobile phones every day after being separated, they still buried a lot of personal things to say to each other. They were nothing more than trivial things in life, occasional loneliness and constant love. miss.

Saying too many insignificant words also gained weight, like a lollipop with a discus falling, falling smoothly all the way to the bottom of my heart.It wasn't until Dong's mother called them over for dinner that they still didn't finish talking about the trivial matters, so they could only look at each other and smile, revealing that only each other knew about the continuation of the night.

At that time, I am afraid that it will not be as simple as just talking.

Dong's father spoke really fast, and before Ling Nan's glass of water had bottomed out, four dishes were served, even though there was a reason why he was only chatting and didn't drink water.

Dong Sheng was waiting in the kitchen for his mother to take the dumplings out of the pot. Dong's mother had been cooking dumplings for decades, but she didn't even look at the pot. She just stared at Ling Nan who was setting the table and chopsticks outside, and flicked her wrist. I picked up half of the dumplings floating on the water with white belly exposed.

"Hey" There was an automatic filter in her eyes, and she was very satisfied with the child who saved her son who was in his twenties and who had lived a bachelor's college life for six years, "Ling Nan looks so good, why? I just fell in love with you?" With another flick of the wrist, he scooped up the remaining half of the dumplings into the basin, "Isn't it you who tricked me?"

Dong Sheng looked at her mother's distrustful look, and smiled, "You are really my own mother." He walked out with two big bowls of dumplings, and when he was one step away from the kitchen door, he suddenly turned around, "Of course he was caught Attracted by your son's handsomeness and talent."

After finishing speaking, she left without looking back, leaving behind a mother who was still holding a spoon, trying to restrain her urge to hit her with the spoon—to maintain the image of a good mother-in-law in front of her future daughter-in-law.

The dishes in the north are not so delicate compared to those in the south, but the vermicelli chicken is stewed and then fished out, which is also a good dish with good color, flavor and taste.Ling Nan was used to big plates and small dishes in the south. Even if she and Dong Sheng went out to the next restaurant occasionally, she would eat dumplings mostly.

The round plate the size of a washbasin was filled to the brim, and hot hills protruded from it, which was astonishingly solid.

This is the heart of parents all over the world, they are afraid that their children will not have enough to eat when they come back, and they are even more afraid of treating the other half of the cubs lightly, not to mention that this kind of cub is different from others, and it is not easy to find a companion.Dong's mother hoped for a daughter-in-law to come back anyway, but she was afraid that Dong Sheng would not treat others well enough, so she hurriedly made up for her own love and locked her up for her son.

"Old Dong, don't mess around there, come over to eat!" Dong's mother simply cleaned up the cooking table, came out and saw Dong's father still standing in front of the wine cabinet, and hurriedly called him over.

"Really, looking at him like that is like looking at a little daughter-in-law." Dong's father replied twice, but his feet didn't move. Dong's mother ignored him and sat down by herself. Ling Nan who came out of the kitchen complained, "He doesn't think I'm that meticulous."

The baptism of age is engraved on the woman's youthful face, and the slightly cloudy eyeballs reveal the cunning of a urchin when she complains.

Ling Nan didn't know how to respond, looked at Father Dong who was still standing there, and could only smile, "What ingredients do you want?" He shook the soy sauce and vinegar in his hand, and leaned slightly when asking Get down to communicate with others.

"Where do you put it? My mother has a special taste. When eating dumplings, she likes a bite of vinegar and a bite of garlic. Normal people can't accept her taste." Dong Sheng held a plate of green onions and peeled garlic cloves, and walked by him He was speaking in his ear, with warm breath lingering in his ear, the distance was so close that he could hear every pause in Dong Sheng's words clearly.

Ling Nan turned sideways, elbowed Dong Sheng's ribs, and mouthed to Dong Sheng in the blind spot of Dong's mother's vision.

"Be honest."

The watery eyes are especially alluring, even though in fact it is more likely that Ling Nan was scared out of him.He squinted his eyes and whistled silently, like an idle hooligan who always likes to wander on the side of the road, "Observe Ma'am."

The teasing sentence was deliberately lowered, but the moment it was made, Ling Nan heard it as if it was resounding through the sky.He tensed his nerves, and he didn't dare to have too much communication with Dong Sheng, and he didn't even blame him that he should have.He quickly turned his head and glanced at Mother Dong, who was only one meter away from him. The sound of swallowing saliva was beyond the polite range, and he didn't even control the force when he put the seasoning. A crisp sound.

"What's the matter?" The culprit was called away by Dong's father who was still studying wine. Ling Nan was a little at a loss for Dong's mother's concern, so he could only try his best to put on a calm appearance, laughing that the answer was nothing.

She probably didn't hear it. After all, Dong Sheng's voice was so low that no one else could hear it.Ling Nan arranged the ingredients, her erratic eyes stabilized under self-comfort,

As a woman, or a woman who has accepted the fact that her son loves a man, Dong's mother's observation ability is above the national average of female observation ability.Taking into account the young man's thin skin, she pretended that she didn't see anything, and smiled to help people pass the sloppy eyes, completely looking like a loving elder.But he couldn't help showing his face to the two worried men in his family, and shouted for someone to come over.

"Are you still eating this meal? What are you dawdling about? Dawdling, you can tell if the gold is coming by looking more often!"

"Come here, come here," Dong's father took off his glasses and put them in the front pocket of his clothes, and came over with a thick white bottle. Later, Dong Sheng took four small cups out of the cabinet, and went into the kitchen to wash them for a while. The circle came out.

"Xiao Ling came to our house for the first time, no matter what, he must open a bottle of good wine to entertain him." Dong's father knocked on the bottle, making a muffled sound, which was justifiable.

Dong Sheng put the washed quilt on the table, and when he bumped into Ling Nan's eyes, he didn't dodge or avoid it, and even smiled, completely without the consciousness of doing something wrong.

Ling Nan raised his eyebrows, vaguely aware of something abnormal, but the smell of wine that overflowed as soon as the lid was opened did not allow him to think deeply.He propped up the wide table with the front palm of his left hand, leaned his upper body out, and returned to the standard sitting posture of that good boy after two seconds.

He can't drink much, two bottles of beer can make him dizzy, not to mention liquor with double the strength.But he didn't say anything in the end, he was not good at dealing with elders.Especially not good at rejecting kindness from elders, because it is too hard to come by.