city ​​garden without flowers

Lu Chuanhuan opened the door half an hour later. He frowned, but his tone was not harsh: "Aren't you going to learn dancing today? Lin Yi didn't take you there?"

Tongtong curled her lips, her expression became unhappy: "I didn't go today, I had a fight with my mother."

Lu Chuanhuan was taken aback for a moment, he sat down and rubbed Tongtong's head, his tenderness became especially more when facing his daughter: "Then why are you arguing with your mother?"

"Why are there so many reasons? Doesn't Dad often quarrel with Mom? Of course, I don't understand things about you adults, so how can you understand things about my children?" Tong Tong spoke eloquently.

Xia Yang was sitting in the restaurant working, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this passage. Lu Chuanhuan's daughter is really sharp-tongued. I don't know if this is inherited from him?

He didn't know much about Lu Chuanhuan, and he always felt that this person was very restrained and smooth, so he was comfortable to get along with.

"I always said that I can go to class by myself, but my mother insists on sending me there, so she will send me. She blamed me for forgetting the time. When I got angry, I ran over by myself." Tongtong said a little Furious, "Father was not there, so I had to sit outside and wait. If my brother wasn't there, I would be living on the street! What if I run into bad people?"

Lu Chuanhuan quickly followed suit: "Then it's because Lin Yi is not good, okay, okay, dad is wrong too."

Xia Yang just wanted to laugh.He felt that standing on Lu Chuanhuan's body was the three words in capital letters.

Daughter slave.

It took Lu Chuanhuan a while to realize: "No, Dad has to go to work, and what's more, you call Xia Yang Brother, isn't this a junior? You should call Uncle Xia."

Xia Yang couldn't help laughing.

"I don't care, I'm in a cold war with my mother, so I won't go home today." Tongtong was very confident, then she reached out to grab Lu Chuanhuan's sleeve, and said coquettishly, "Daddy, let's go out to eat grilled fish for dinner, okay? "

"Father has to go back to work, you little devil who ran out because of you." Lu Chuanhuan pinched the tip of Tongtong's nose, feeling a little helpless.

"But I haven't seen you for a long time. Mom said that the two of you are divorced. Dad won't go home to live in the future. Then I'm even more lonely." Tongtong's eyes drooped, and his aggrieved look made people feel soft-hearted.

"Okay, okay, how about I accompany you today?" Lu Chuanhuan lost his mind for a moment, he turned to look at Xia Yang, "Mr. Xia, are you free tonight, let's have grilled fish together."

Xia Yang closed the computer and smiled obediently: "Anytime."

The grilled fish shop is not far away, the three of them went downstairs and walked, Lu Chuanhuan held Tongtong's hand, the child couldn't sit still, insisted on walking by the flower bed to play, Lu Chuanhuan followed her, but walked slowly , the eyes have been paying attention.

He chatted with Xia Yang about work. Xia Yang said that he will officially join the job after the summer vacation, and he took time to go to school for a few days.Xia Yang said that college children are easier to manage, anyway, it depends on their self-consciousness, and it is enough to teach well by themselves.

Lu Chuanhuan laughed at him: "How much older are you than them, one child at a time?"

Tongtong interjected: "Since you're still in school, why aren't you a kid? I'm a kid."

It made both of them laugh.

"She's the size of a kid." Lu Chuanhuan said with a smile.

"Is that brother married?" Tongtong raised her face to look at him, her expression a little nervous, "If I'm married, can I still call him brother?"

Lu Chuanhuan was made amused by her, and said with disgust: "According to seniority, you can't call him brother now. Xia Yang is a friend of father. You should call him Uncle Xia Yang like Uncle Zhang Rui and Uncle Luo Luo."

Tongtong ignored him, and analyzed on his own: "My brother lives with my father, so he must not be married."

"Finish your intelligence." Lu Chuanhuan patted the back of her head with a doting look on her face.

"Why does my brother live with my father? Doesn't my brother have no way to ask for a wife?" Tongtong looked innocent.

Lu Chuanhuan suddenly felt ashamed, and didn't know where her whimsy came from.Xia Yang, on the other hand, didn't care. He smiled nicely, and his voice was gentle: "It's okay, Tongtong, don't worry, brother doesn't ask for a wife."

Tongtong nodded very pleased, and agreed: "Yes, you don't have to ask for a wife. Look at Dad, he's divorced. Brother, you don't know. Before, Dad always had a bitter face. He only laughs if I coax him. But it’s not my father’s fault, my mother is so fierce, and I’m always scolded by her, brother, you must never find such a girlfriend!”

Lu Chuanhuan couldn't help pinching her face: "Why are you speaking ill of mother behind her back?"

"I don't have it. I like it very much when my mother doesn't lose her temper, but I'm afraid when my mother loses her temper." Tongtong pouted, "It's also scary when my father doesn't speak."

Tong Yan said nothing, but Lu Chuanhuan's expression became a little stagnant, and he felt quite uncomfortable.

Xia Yang seemed to have noticed it, so he kindly helped to change the subject: "Then brother doesn't need to find a girlfriend."

"That's right, you don't have to find a girlfriend. Let me tell you, brother, my little uncle told me a secret. He said he was afraid of girls, so he liked boys." Tongtong lowered his voice.

"Why didn't I know about this?" Lu Chuanhuan frowned.

"It's said to be a secret, but is it still called a secret if everyone knows it?" Tongtong looked confused.

Lu Chuanhuan pretended to be disgusted: "Then you still say it."

"Ah." Tongtong covered her mouth, a little panicked, "It's over, it's over, my little uncle said that this secret should not be known to others, he said that if the adults know, he can't be with the person he likes."

Lu Chuanhuan took Tongtong down from the flower bed and said seriously: "It doesn't matter if Dad knows."

Tongtong pinched Lu Chuanhuan's earlobe, and said in a low voice: "I know it doesn't matter if Dad knows it. Didn't Dad say that we can like whatever we like, so my little uncle likes uncles like him, and there is no What's weird, isn't it? Dad, let me tell you, my little uncle will be happy when he mentions someone he likes, and his eyes will shine. I like my little uncle, and I just want to make him happy."

Lu Chuanhuan pinched her face lightly, and said with a smile: "Our Tongtong is the cutest and most understanding little devil. Alright, Dad is so hungry, go eat grilled fish."

Lu Chuanhuan simply hugged Tongtong. He subconsciously turned back to look at Xia Yang, but saw Xia Yang's expression was a bit strange, which reminded him of that rose flower. A sense of vulnerability.

Perhaps what Tongtong said just now reminded him of something, Lu Chuanhuan frowned.

"Xia Yang." He called him.

Only then did Xia Yang come back to his senses, and responded to him with his usual cute smile.

Lu Chuanhuan walked over and touched his shoulder with his shoulder, and said in a very cheerful tone: "Let's go, I invite you to eat grilled fish, authentic Wanzhou grilled fish."

The grilled fish in this shop has a lot of ingredients, and it comes out in a large bowl full. Lu Chuanhuan ordered an extra cold cucumber and put it aside.

Summer began to go downhill. Sitting outside the store could blow a little cool breeze. Xia Yang took a sip of sour plum juice and laughed. He said, "It feels more comfortable sitting outside, as if it is in line with life."

Lu Chuanhuan touched the bottle of sour plum soup with him, with a lazy expression: "Then toast and live."

The fish in this shop is very delicious, the fish is fresh and tender, the chili is not overwhelming, and the numbing taste crosses the tongue, urging people to stop chopsticks.Xia Yang likes the konjac inside, soaked in red oil, refreshing and smooth.

Lu Chuanhuan found that Xia Yang's eating fish was very similar to Tong Tong's eating fish. He didn't eat the skin, and took a piece of fish soaked in the soup and stuffed it into his mouth to swallow, just like a cat.

Lu Chuanhuan took a sip of the sour plum soup comfortably. The sour plum soup served in this shop has a mellow taste, with the addition of floral dew and hawthorn.

He looked at the big and small sitting across from him, suddenly laughed, pretending to be serious and nodded at the table: "You two are not allowed to be picky eaters, why don't you eat fish skin? Teacher Xia, you are a good example, how can you set a bad example?"

Xia Yang knew that Lu Chuanhuan was joking, and when he looked up, he saw Lu Chuanhuan's narrow eyes, which looked like a boring high school student playing tricks on the poor, so he lightly kicked him under the table.

Lu Chuanhuan didn't expect Xia Yang to fight back, he was stunned for a moment, and then got a little bad intentions, he just clamped Xia Yang's ankle with his legs, Xia Yang was wearing cropped trousers, and his calf was like a lotus root. Lu Chuanhuan could feel the bulge of his ankle through the fabric of his trousers, and the round shape made people itch.

Xia Yang struggled a bit, but didn't move away. The table was not big, and he didn't dare to make any big noises, so he raised his eyes and glared at Lu Chuanhuan.

Lu Chuanhuan acted like a normal person, he put a piece of konjac into Xia Yang's bowl, and smiled with one corner of his lips: "Eat more, grow taller."

Tongtong picked up his own bowl and said, "Daddy, I want it too." So Lu Chuanhuan took a piece from her as well.

Seeing that Xia Yang didn't move her chopsticks, Tongtong turned her head to look at him, and saw Xia Yang's ears were red like the color of the setting sun. She was curious, so she asked, "Brother, why are your ears red?"

Lu Chuanhuan, the culprit, also chimed in: "Mr. Xia, is the grilled fish too spicy? My face is turning red."

Xia Yang took a big gulp of sour plum juice, frowned and said, "It's too spicy, I'm sweating."

After finishing speaking, he put down his chopsticks with a helpless expression on his face.

Lu Chuanhuan didn't dare to make trouble with him anymore, he was afraid that Xia Yang would be really angry, so he relaxed and stood up: "I just saw a seller of ice powder in front of me, I'll go buy them for you."

After speaking, he winked at Xia Yang.

Xia Yang sighed, and suddenly felt that Lu Chuanhuan actually looked like a child.

At this time, the real child held the chopsticks and shouted happily: "Dad, I want to add more fermented glutinous rice!"

Lu Chuanhuan responded with a full mouth, and his eyes met Xia Yang's. He blinked slowly, and Xia Yang noticed that Lu Chuanhuan's eyes were very beautiful, especially when he smiled, they looked gentle and affectionate.

Xia Yang was helpless, if he continued to vent his anger, it would appear that he was not generous, so he swallowed the piece of konjac, nodded, and said, "I also want to add more fermented glutinous rice."