A thought of Anru [Siege]

?Her things left here with me, and I was worrying about how to return them, but meeting you now is considered fate. "

Seeing that the topic was not about himself, Hung-chien breathed a sigh of relief. He said frankly, "I know where Miss Su lives, but I have never visited. I don't know if the address is right. If Miss Xu doesn't mind, I will tell you the truth." tell."

Then Hung-chien reported a string of addresses to An Ru, and An Ru repeated each word to Hung-chien, asking Hung-chien to proofread it, but fearing that he might not remember, he took out a pen and paper from his bag and handed it to Hung-chien. Jian asked Hung-chien to write it down for her.

The warmth of the owner's palm still remained on the smooth barrel of the pen. Hung-chien didn't know what to think, and his face turned a little red. He hurriedly lowered his head to hide his gaffe, and quickly filled in the address on the snow-white paper.He didn't pay attention to it before, until the moment he handed the thing to An Ru, he saw the word Xia Chan engraved on the cap of the pen.

Hung-chien was stunned for a while, An Ru left, he woke up from the entanglement, and couldn't help but patted himself on the head, annoyed at his gaffe just now.

He thought to himself, could it be that Xu Anru is Xia Chan, he thought Xia Chan was a poor woman who had been abandoned.

It is said that there are tens of thousands of Chinese writers. Among countless writers, Xia Chan's talent is not top-notch, or it is very difficult to become a first-class writer. However, due to the particularity of the subject matter she writes, the protagonists in her novels are all oppressed feudal women. Or weak, or resigned... But every image can finally break through the prejudice of the world, and be freed like Nirvana and reborn, or strong, or independent...

Therefore, Xia Chan has a high reputation among those oppressed women who urgently need to be liberated.

In her previous life, Xu Anru's name was Xia Chan.

The guests

Liusu stayed with An Ru for a whole day, until the sun was setting, and the two bid farewell and went back separately.At the door of the house, An Ru twisted the watch to the middle of the back of her hand.In the afterglow of the setting sun, the silver watch turned golden red. Through the mirror, twelve sparkling rhinestones represented twelve scales.

The hour hand slipped past the Roman numeral five without saying hello, and the time was already past five o'clock.

She was wearing a pure blue jacket, the rounded collar of the collar reached a shallow V-shape at the collarbone, making her round face look small and sharp, which was just right and not uncomfortable.After the collar, the skirt line of the right-handed skirt extends to the armpit, and two black buttons are fastened on the chest, which has a playful flavor.The lower body is a black pleated skirt that reaches to the ankle, and the small buckled cloth shoes appear and disappear from under the pleated skirt.

The whole body is down, black and blue, just right.There are no fancy patterns on the solid-color clothes, only a circle of black lace is rolled on the sleeves, which is simple and elegant without making people feel monotonous.

Crossing the threshold, An Ru lifted the hem of the skirt so that the skirt would not be swept on the ground, thus revealing the white cotton socks hidden in the long skirt.

Before An Ru entered the hall, she was caught by Hui Niang. An Ru thought her mother was guarding her intentionally and wanted to question her.But I heard my mother say: "My good lady, I have finally hoped for you to come back. Today there are guests at home, you should pay attention to your manners, and don't let others make fun of you."

Hui Niang's eyes were like rays, and she looked Anru's whole body up and down, and she felt relieved when she saw that although she had a dusty aura, she was not in a panic.

An Ru felt uncomfortable being watched by her mother. She glanced at the hall, but she couldn't see what was going on inside, but she could vaguely hear the chatter and laughter in her ears, especially An Yi laughed the most wantonly.

She asked her mother who was here, and Hui Niang replied that he was a colleague of Anbang, who worked with him in the Ministry of Finance. He was already 27 and hadn't married yet.

An Ru saw her mother digging into the details of the family in such detail, it was funny and helpless at the same time, she knew in her heart what her mother was planning.

Although she has told her mother that she already has someone she likes.But Hui Niang couldn't see anyone, so she didn't include this unknown boy in the son-in-law list.Ordinarily, An Ru's age would be the best age for marriage in modern times, but in this year, it is already a thing of the past, not very new.In the end, she didn't care about it herself, but Hui Niang got angry on her behalf, thinking that as long as there is a young man who generally satisfies her at this moment, she can't wait to pack An Ru for others.

She doesn't want her mother to take care of her marriage, but this is unrealistic. What parent can not worry about marriage for their children.So she can only avoid her as much as possible and deal with her, maybe after a long time, she will naturally forget.

Hui Niang couldn't hear the prayer in her heart, and she didn't want to hear it.She grabbed An Ru's hand and wanted to take her in. An Ru pushed and pushed her for a long time before Hui Niang said angrily, "Didn't you listen to Mom?"

An Ru sighed and followed her mother into the hall.

In the hall, there were only Anbang, An Yi, and a gentleman they didn't know. The three of them talked and laughed in harmony.It was An Ru, an outsider, who abruptly broke the atmosphere.

There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere, An Yi was afraid that An Ru would steal her limelight, so she said first: "An Ru, why did you come back so late, and all of us are waiting for you alone, Brother Song must be hungry! "

An Ru glanced at An Yi lightly, just smiled and remained silent.If An Ru is willing to quarrel with her, she will be able to tell the truth, but I am afraid that if she doesn't say anything, you will look like a clown, An Yi is suffocated and has nowhere to explode, let alone satirize An Ru a few more times. At this point, the man she called Big Brother Song stood up from the sofa, bowed to Mr. Anru, and said: "Goodafternoon, I think you must be Miss Xu Anru. My lord Song Shenghe, you have already read in the newspaper I have heard about your reputation, and the female doctor who returned from studying in the United States is really good-looking, I thought the photos were good enough, but I didn’t expect the real person to be even better than the photos.”

What newspaper, what photo, An Ru was confused by what he said, but she didn't dare to ask it face to face, and could only respond politely: "You are too proud."

The two just had a simple conversation, and An Ru was pushed onto the seat by her mother. Fortunately, Hui Niang did not do it obviously, otherwise it would be too embarrassing in front of outsiders.

Song Shenghe is a very talkative person. He can chat with you about everything from politics and current affairs to eating and dressing. At first glance, it seems very reasonable, but as long as you read the newspapers a little, you will know. The political remarks he emphasized were nothing but clichés in newspapers, nothing new. He only talked about trivial things in life and was somewhat interesting. Fortunately, there were two people who praised him, otherwise the interest would never have been so high.

An Ru lightly covered her eyelashes and did not express her opinion.They talked happily, and she was bored listening to it, so she sank her attention into her inner world to conceive a novel.

This time she is writing a story about a little-footed girl who was abandoned by her foreign husband. After having nothing, she went to Shanghai beach alone, and finally became a female lawyer, fighting for the rights of all women who were treated unfairly.When she writes, she will unconsciously use the writing skills of later generations of online novels, so in the eyes of many people, it is extremely unrealistic, but because of the twists and turns of the plot, it is also a good thing for leisure and entertainment, so it is popular. It has attracted a lot of people's pursuit.

This is also why Hung-chien knew Xia Chan, because he was a spectator of Xia Chan's novels, but he was also a critic at the same time as a spectator. It was the contradiction in the hearts of many readers at that time.

An Ru often receives many letters from self-righteous readers like this, and of course there are many people and things that move her to be grateful.

The storm in her mind continued to ignite, and it slowly stopped after spinning a few times.Her attention was not outside, and she couldn't hear someone calling her. She didn't react until An Bang, who was sitting next to her, pushed her.Blinking, seeing that several people were looking at her, she covered her mouth with her hands, coughed a few times and said, "Don't continue talking, why are you looking at me?"

An Bang and An Yi didn't talk, Song Shenghe helped her out first, he said: "A few years ago, I studied in the UK for a few years, but I never went to the United States——Nowadays, students studying in the United States are more difficult than others. British students are valuable—Miss An Ru has been in the United States for many years, so she must know a lot about the United States, so I wonder if you can tell me about the differences in the United States."

An Ru took a look at Song Shenghe, who was dressed neatly in a black suit.Like a woman's bag, a man's tie is a perfect decorative item. Song Shenghe seems to be very particular about this aspect, and the tie and suit match very well.His hair is combed up meticulously, and his facial features are average, not very distinctive.But people rely on clothes and gold clothes, this elegant attire makes him stand out by three points, which is why Hui Niang is so satisfied with him.

An Ru doesn't like to talk very much, but since the other party made a request politely, she couldn't bear to brush off his face face to face. With a slightly restrained expression, she secretly changed her mind and said: "Americans are human beings, Chinese are human beings, and British people are also human beings. People, Americans don't have more eyes or less mouths than other people, so I don't think we are all different. If I really want to dwell on this matter, I think bread is far better than rice. Americans eat food It is not refined enough for Chinese people.”

"Miss An Ru is very humorous," Song Shenghe laughed dryly.

An Yi chuckled, "An Ru, you still said that you are a female student who has studied abroad! But your thinking is completely old-fashioned, why do you just want to eat. I think you are stupid in studying, and this foreign language is useless. If I stayed, it would not be as good as my progress from studying at home."

Anbang was finally willing to intervene, and he said, "An Yi, why are you talking to your sister? You're not afraid of people."