After chasing wife crematorium HE, double gave birth

In fact, the winter vacation in the third year of senior high school is not so colorful. The vacation is only six days. Excluding the New Year’s Eve and the first day of the new year when relatives need to be away, most people only have four days left to write papers.

So the students who returned home basically worked hard, racing against time, and were not allowed to come out until they finished writing, similar to closing a small black room.

Fang Ling was no exception. He was either writing papers or reading notes at home. During the rest time, he and Ms. Ye would paste the small colored lanterns and red papers they bought all over the house.

Both sides of the door were replaced with brand-new red couplets, and the paper-cut of the little golden bull was pasted on the glass window, beaming.

Even though there were only two people in the villa at this time, it was a big panic for the two of them, but Fang Ling still felt very warm.

In this life, his mother will be happy and healthy.

"Lingling, stick this piece on the rice bucket, and stick it upside down." Ms. Ye handed the good luck to Fang Ling.

Daji is posted in reverse, that is, "jidao", "dao" is similar to "dao", which means "auspiciousness has arrived".

Fang Ling first cut out a bit of transparent glue, and then pasted the four corners of the red paper, and when the last small corner was pasted, the mobile phone on the table vibrated.

Put away the transparent tape and scissors, and then went to look at the phone. Fang Ling was not surprised when he saw the name of the contact.

It's Zhao Shun.

The other party asked him if he wanted to have dinner together in the third year of junior high school. He had a brother who was studying in the imperial capital and was going to transfer back, and he hinted vaguely that there should be a lot of people at the dinner that day.

[□]: Is it the welcome party you mentioned in the afternoon of the holiday?

[Student Xiao Zhao]: Yes.

[□]: About how many people are there?

This question seemed to have caught Zhao Shun's attention. It showed "the other party is typing", and then it changed back to "Xiao Zhao's classmate". Fang Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Lingling." Ms. Ye called, "Come and help mom make dumplings."

Fang Ling put the phone aside casually, "Okay."

Every year, Fang Ling's family has the habit of eating dumplings. Usually he and Ms. Ye make these dumplings together, and this year is no exception.

The dumpling wrappers are packed in small bags and placed aside, a large bowl is filled with mixed pork stuffing, and the other bowl is filled with vegetarian stuffing, such as carrots, corn, mushrooms, diced leeks, and the like.

Ms. Ye has already started, scooping out a moderate amount of filling, and with a pinch of her white and slender fingers, the dumpling skin quickly wraps the filling, and one dumpling is ready.

"Lingling?" Seeing that Fangling was still standing, Ms. Ye urged.

Fang Ling took the dumpling wrappers slowly, "Mom, I kind of forgot how to make dumplings, so I might wrap them slowly."

This is the truth, after he was with Zhao Shun, he did eat dumplings every year, but he didn't make those dumplings, he was only responsible for eating, and when Zhao Shun made dumplings, he occasionally kissed him twice as a reward.

Fast forward more than ten years, it has been like this.

Now ask him to make dumplings again, whether it is fast or slow, he can't guarantee whether it can be made into shape.

At first, Ms. Ye thought that Fang Ling's words were just an excuse. Her son knew it himself, and her son was ingenious.

result--

Ms. Ye was lost in thought as she looked at the strangely shaped dumpling with her mouth open front and back.

Fang Ling sighed, "Sure enough, it still takes some time." Learning how to make dumplings again.

Ms. Ye hesitated, and asked cautiously: "Lingling, have you been under a lot of study pressure recently?"

Fang Ling stared at Ms. Ye's hand, trying to learn, "If there is no one, everything will be fine. Mom, don't worry too much, I really just haven't made dumplings for too long and forgot."

Ms. Ye was helpless, "It's only been a year."

Fang Ling smiled, "You just think that I have loaded too much new knowledge into my head this year, and I have to forget some old skills, otherwise the storage space will not be enough."

Ms. Ye paused, "Then, Lingling, you'd better leave it alone."

Fang Ling: "?"

Ms. Ye said with a smile: "Otherwise, after learning this, I will forget the knowledge in school."

Fang Ling: "...That won't be so fast."

The mother and son looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was harmonious. While chatting, Ms. Ye's voice changed, and her tone sounded a little unassuming, "Lingling, I plan to go to the imperial capital together after you finish your college entrance examination."

Fang Ling kept moving his hands, "Okay."

He agreed, and his tone was normal, as if he was just answering "I have eaten today."

Ms. Ye thought that Fang Ling hadn't heard clearly, so she repeated what she had just said.

Fang Ling raised his eyes, his eyes were warm and watery, "Well, after the college entrance examination, we went to grandpa and grandma's house together, I know."

With him like this, Ms. Ye was speechless for a while.

After a while, Ms. Ye continued: "The last time Mom went to the capital, she met a good sister of Mom, and asked her to bring some things to your grandparents. She said that something happened at your grandma's house recently, and the atmosphere is not very good. "

As far as Fang Ling can remember, Ms. Ye would take some things to her friends in the imperial capital every new year and festival, and then ask her to take them to the old Ye's house in the name of an old friend, but Ms. Ye herself would not go, and the phone calls on weekdays would not be enough. No.

Fang Ling asked, "Is it Aunt Rong? Did she say that the atmosphere was bad because of something?"

Ms. Ye has already treated her son as an adult, so she doesn't mind talking about adult topics, "Your uncle brought a boyfriend back on New Year's Day, and your grandparents can't accept it."

Fang Ling frowned, which was beyond his expectation.

When he went to visit his grandparents with Zhao Shun, he immediately introduced Zhao Shun's partner status to the two old people.

Fang Ling now recalls that there seemed to be nothing special at that time. The two old people quickly accepted Zhao Shun, and the grandfather even played chess with Zhao Shun.

Fang Ling thought about it for a moment, and finally asked, "Mom, what do you think about boys having boyfriends?"

Ms. Ye looked down at the dumpling in her hand, and wrapped it quickly, "I don't discriminate. It's someone else's business to choose."

Fang Ling's eyebrows twitched, and he thought that there should be something to say later. Sure enough, Ms. Ye paused for a while, and then said: "But as a relative, I don't agree very much. I have been with your father for 20 years, even if the relationship broke down in the end. , but I still have you by my side. When I was most sad, my child gave me spiritual support. I don’t think I have nothing. However, if there is no child, when the relationship breaks down completely, there is really nothing left, no There's going to be a mental pillar that lifts you up."

This is what Ms. Ye has always been grateful for, and she is fortunate that she has a caring son who is always with her.

This relationship exhausted her physically and mentally, but a large part of the reason why she didn't live like a human and a ghost now was because she had a child.

Her son has not yet passed the college entrance examination and has not started his bright future, so she cannot be decadent now.

As a mother, she is strong. She wants to be a mother who can provide her children with a good life.

Fang Ling's eyebrows moved slightly, he probably understood his mother's worry.

Like many traditional Chinese people, she does not support same-sex marriage, but the reason she does not support it is because she is worried that she will become lonely after being separated from her partner, and it will be difficult to cheer up.

This is also very different from being entangled in "inheriting the throne" and various pension issues, at least in Fang Ling's view, it is not an insoluble knot.

After a moment of silence, Fang Ling said: "Mom, if there are two couples now, one couple trusts each other and lives happily for decades, but they have no children; , quarreling every day, and the children have a certain probability of being disobedient, which couple do you like more?"

Ms. Ye stopped making dumplings.

Even though Fang Ling didn't make it clear, she still understood.

The first couple refers not only to the infertile couple, but also to the couple they just discussed.

Ms. Ye blinked twice and continued making dumplings.

Silence flowed like water.

Just when Fang Ling thought Ms. Ye would not answer his question, he heard her say in a low voice: "The first couple is better..."

Fang Ling smiled, the corners of his eyes crooked.

Fang Ling sighed in his heart: Zhao Shun, how can you prove to my mother that you will be consistent for decades, you have to work hard yourself.

***

On New Year's Eve, Fang Ling ate dinner with Ms. Ye at home. The two set up a small round table in the living room, served all the meals there, and then turned on the TV.

Listening to all kinds of sounds of New Year's greetings on the TV, looking at the red paper-cuts pasted everywhere in the house, and adding a newly opened bottle of red wine, the taste of the New Year is at ease.

Not having to go to Fang's relatives' house, not having to listen to some eccentric words, and the noisy shrill voices of brats, Fang Ling really felt very comfortable.

Fang Ling slowly savored this New Year's Eve dinner that he had thought about for many years and could eat with his mother.

He was so happy that Fang Ling didn't look at his phone all the time, and he naturally forgot that someone on the other end of the phone was eagerly waiting for him to reply to the message.

Compared with the warmth here in Fangling, the Zhao family not far away is very lively.

Father Zhao is the eldest son. He has a younger brother and two younger sisters. Uncle Zhao has a son and a daughter. The two sisters-in-law have two sons and a daughter. In addition to the old couple who moved to the suburbs to keep healthy, the whole family came to the Zhao family. Have New Year's Eve dinner.

This is the case every year, and this year is certainly no exception.However, because of this, Zhao Shun was running around in the bedroom anxiously.

There are many juniors in the Zhao family, and there are many boys. The naughty boys are running around, and it is hard to say that they will come to his bedroom.

What if someone is cheap and touches the couplet he posted on the side of the door?

No, no, I have to take off the couplet Fang Ling gave him first.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, so Zhao Shun started to do it. He took off the couplet carefully, but no matter how careful his movements were, Zhao Shun was very worried to find that some places were wrinkled.

"This won't work, it's too easy to damage, I'd better put it away first..." Zhao Shun said to himself.

By the time Zhao Shun finished taking care of his own affairs upstairs, the relatives were about to arrive.

There are many Zhao family members, so this New Year's Eve dinner was naturally eaten slowly.And Zhao Shun ate quickly, and had already finished the meal, but since everyone was not at the table, he couldn't leave first, so he sat on his seat and played with his mobile phone.

He switched pages every 30 seconds, switched to WeChat, and checked to see if there was a red dot in the WeChat box that he pinned to the top.

The result is of course not.

Zhao Shun looked away in frustration, and could only chat with Yue Chen casually.

Yue Chen has already returned from the imperial capital, and his family also lives in this community. Before moving back, the housekeeper ordered the housekeeper to clean the house. Zhao Shun even met Yue Chen once today.

They are junior high school classmates, and the other party loves to post photos of themselves in Moments, so even though they haven't seen each other for more than two years, Zhao Shun doesn't feel that Yue Chen has changed much.

The guy is still so gorgeous.

[It's annoying to be handsome]: By the way, Shunzi, what class are you in?I plan to go to your class, and I have no acquaintances when I transfer to other classes.

Zhao Shun frowned.

［Z］: Aren't you very familiar with Qingping?He is in class ten, you go to class ten.

He was in class nine, Fang Ling was also in class nine, Zhao Shun was careful not to want Yue Chen to come over.

After all, this guy has been fond of teasing cute boys since he was a child, but because he looks like a dog, he likes to pretend to be a gentleman, and he has a smooth tongue, so his success rate is quite high.

This week is still this little boyfriend, and next week it will be changed to another one.

Zhao Shun really didn't want such a peacock to come to class nine.If they opened their screens together, he might not be able to beat Yue Chen.

How is this possible?

Zhao Shun thought carefully.

[It's annoying to be handsome]: I'm a little familiar with you. To be honest, Qing Ping only talked to me again recently. Before that, he was lying down.By the way, I thought about the dinner in the third year of junior high school, and I decided not to make it so big. The main thing is that a few familiar brothers eat first, and the big ones will be formed later.

Zhao Shun raised his eyebrows lightly.

［Z］: How many people are there?

[It's annoying to be handsome]: Four or five in total.

"Cousin Shun is always playing with his mobile phone, he looks like the boy in our class who is in love." The little cousin of my sister-in-law's family who just entered high school secretly said to the cousin next to her.

It's a pity that the voice was a bit loud, and there happened to be a gap in the voice on the table at this moment, so "secretly" everyone at the table heard it.

Swiping, swiping, all eyes immediately fell on Zhao Shun.

Zhao Shun: "?"