In the fourth year after Su Fanglin's death, Su Tang couldn't hold back the heartache that his mother thought about for the first time.

There were no sinners between them. The real fault was the man who refused to show his face.

When the bus arrived, Su Tang packed up his mood and got off the bus. Standing at the intersection, his legs were like lead, and he couldn't move forward. I haven't been back here for 10 years, I haven't seen my mom for 10 years. Now that Su Fanglin is still alive, she can see her as soon as she gets home.

But how should you feel about it?

She took a deep breath and followed the path she had in her impression to find her home.

Red bricks and green tiles, two-story small western-style building, with a garden in front and a vegetable garden in the back. The white couplets on both sides of the door were still pasted by Su Tang on the chair. The purple jasmine and impatiens blooming in the yard are very delicate, and the thick orange trees bear a lot of fruit.

But all of this is not as good as the people standing in the courtyard at this moment.

The warm yellow light in the living room hit her, so gentle and beautiful. Su Fanglin was wearing a thin knitted sweater, and her hair was neatly coiled behind her head. Standing there quietly, looking like the years are quiet.

Su Tang knew that the years were not quiet at all. Fate is unfair to Su Fanglin, but the years are her own mother. Su Fanglin is forty-two years old, but she looks no more than thirty-five. One glance at her, and then at Su Tang, you can see that Su Tang's appearance is all inherited from Su Fanglin. Especially those eyes, compared with Su Tang's cleanliness and brightness, there is more precipitation of time in her eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

Su Fanglin's voice interrupted someone's thoughts, Su Tang was in a hurry and didn't know how to react, so he pushed open the courtyard door and shouted, "Mom." ”

"Tang Tang?"

When Su Tang appeared in the bright light, Su Fanglin confirmed that this was really Su Tang. I saw a person standing there just now, and I only saw a vague figure in the night, thinking it was Su Tang, but the other party had short hair, she wasn't sure, but she didn't expect this person to be Su Tang.

"I thought it was you, but I didn't dare to admit it. You, you cut your hair?"

"Hmm. Su Tang locked the courtyard door and turned around and smiled at Su Fanglin. But when she looked at Su Fanglin carefully, she inexplicably felt that her eyes were very itchy, and tears flowed down like this.

Su Tang looked up at the sky, and his hands kept fanning the wind next to his eyes. lest Su Fanglin think wildly, she laughed and joked: "I don't know what's going on in the past two days, and I've got bricks in my eyes." ”

She held back her tears, cleaned up her mood, and sorted out her emotions: "Mom, is the meal ready, I'm dying of hunger." ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Su Fanglin's arm.

"Ahh ”

Su Fanglin looked at Su Tang's hand, as if Tang Tang had never spoken so squeamishly to herself, and she was a little flattered.

There were prepared dishes on the wooden Eight Immortals table, and Su Tang lifted the fly cover, four dishes and one soup. Sweet and sour pork, rice noodle pot with meat sauce, stir-fried lotus root, blanched river shrimp in clear water, stewed pork rib soup with corn and carrots.

The typical home-cooked side dishes are all Su Tang's favorite food.

Why didn't she find out before?

Her nose was sour again, she pinched her nose without saying a word, choked violently, and held back her tears.

Su Fanglin didn't ask what was wrong, she didn't say to herself: "The air is too dry, a little stuffy." Mom, let's eat. I'm so hungry. ”

Su Fanglin picked up the chopsticks and quickly slapped Su Tang's hand with the other end: "Go wash your hands." ”

"Okay. ”

This night, Su Tang ate two bowls of rice for the first time, and almost all the dishes on one table were wiped out. Su Fanglin was frightened by Su Tang's amount of food, and she didn't necessarily know that her daughter could eat so much before.

After Su Tang ate two bowls of rice, he got up with the empty bowl, and Su Fanglin thought that she was going to serve rice. got up and took the bowl in her hand: "Can you still eat?"

As long as Su Tang said yes, Su Fanglin immediately went to serve the third bowl of rice.

"No, no, no......" Su Tang shook his head with sweet and sour meat wrapped in his mouth, "I'm full, I want to drink a bowl of soup." ”

For the first time, Su Fanglin wondered if Su Tang was holding the wrong person in the hospital.

"Have you had a fire in your cafeteria in the past few weeks?"

"No. Mom, your cooking is delicious. ”

Su Fanglin's hand handed her the soup paused, but fortunately, the soup was dissatisfied and did not overflow. Su Tang took it from her, not realizing that something was wrong with Su Fanglin.

"Mom, have you eaten yet?"

Su Tang took a sip of the soup and felt more comfortable when he pressed down the food in his throat. Seeing that Su Fanglin was cutting fruit with her back to herself, she asked, and she just ate half a bowl.

"Eaten. Su Fanglin brought the cut oranges to the table and deliberately put them in front of Su Tang.

"You'll be full when you eat this, no wonder you're so thin. ”

"I'm not hungry, you eat. ”

Su Tang looked at the orange and touched his stomach: "Mom, I'm also full." ”

"I'll eat it later. ”

A while, a while, how can she have a stomach.

"Aunt Fang—"

A voice like a yellow oriole rescued Su Tang, who was about to be strung to death. Su Tang spread out on the table and didn't want to move. Looking at the door, a girl with a ponytail jumped in.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, a little baby fat. is wearing the same school uniform as Su Tang, but the words of Zexian No. 4 Middle School are printed on the back of the clothes. The little girl held a plate with freshly picked figs on it. After she entered the door, she saw Su Tang, was stunned for a while, then jumped and ran to her side, and shouted sweetly: "Sister Tang Tang, I'm back." ”

Su Tang waved his hand, so that he didn't have the strength to speak.

Su Fanglin: "Tiantian, have you eaten?"

Zhang Tiantian, as his name suggests. A fourteen-year-old girl, whose mouth is like honey all the time, can be called the sweetest little girl on the street. Although her mouth is sweet, she is not smooth at all, and there is almost no one who doesn't like her.

Tian Tian is her nickname, but people who know her are called so, and after a long time, most people don't know what her real name is, and they are all called Tian Tian.

Their house is next door, and there is an old fig tree in the yard that is her house.

Su Fanglin was washing dishes in the kitchen, Zhang Tiantian's voice was not small, and she shouted to the kitchen: "Aunt Fang, I have eaten." My brother just laid some figs, and my mom asked me to bring some for you to taste. ”

"Your brother is back?"

"Well, school is on vacation, go home for the holidays. Zhang Tiantian replied to Su Fanglin's words obediently, but her eyes kept rolling on Su Tang.

"Sister Tang Tang, when did you cut your hair?"

"Is it pretty?"

Zhang Tiantian stretched out her two hands and gave a thumbs up: "It's beautiful!"

"Sweet is sweet, so good. ”

"It's not that my mouth is sweet, it's that Sister Tang Tang is good-looking. It's a rare hairstyle of yours, it's so beautiful. ”

Su Tang reached out and pinched her face, and said with a smile: "There is vision." ”

"That ......" Zhang Tiantian suddenly lowered her voice mysteriously, she looked in the direction of the kitchen, and made sure that Su Fanglin was still in the kitchen, before continuing, "That Sister Tang Tang, my friends asked when you were still free?"

"I'm on three days off, what's wrong?"

"If we have time, we'll do that again. As she spoke, Zhang Tiantian reached out and grabbed a handful of air.