Song Hongyan was used to her son going out early and returning late, so when she saw her son coming back at almost eleven o'clock, she just asked him as usual: "Are you back? Have you eaten? If you are hungry, I will give you hot spots, and I can't eat the dishes I cook for the holidays alone, and there are still a lot left." ”

"Mom, don't eat the leftovers if you can't finish them once they are hot, there are only two of us in our family, and we don't need to save so much. I'm not hungry now, you go to sleep, leave me alone. ”

Zuo Yucheng said, took off his thin coat, hung it on the clothes rack at the door, and walked inside wearing his shirt.

The shirt fits well, and it looks wide shoulders, narrow waist, and tall figure. Song Hongyan looked at her son walking around, and sighed that her son followed his father, tall and good-looking, and his body was also sturdy, no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see enough.

"Mom, don't keep looking at it, I'm panicking. ”

Song Hongyan smiled: "My son is just good-looking, oops, he looks like this in a blink of an eye, it's so fast! I still remember when you were so old when you were a child, you obviously knew how to walk, but you had to ask me to hug me, and if you didn't hug it, you wouldn't go, and I was tired, and I wanted to spank you." It's good now, don't talk about hugging, you can't see it if you want to. ”

Zuo Yucheng knew that his mother was reminiscing about the past again, was he too lonely, right? He was a little ashamed, he was busy with his own affairs all day long, and there was no one at home to talk to his mother.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still said tentatively: "Mom, after so many years, you have guarded this family, and you are worthy of my father." You see that you are quite young, if you meet the right one, you will consider it, and it will take many years, and it will be too lonely to be alone, and there is no one to talk to, so it's not good. ”

As soon as Zuo Yucheng's words fell, he saw Song Hongyan pick up the fly swatter hanging in the corner of the wall and pump it at his back: "You little rabbit cub, who do you think your mother is? My son is not married yet, but I am getting along with someone when I am a mother? Let people know what to say about me? Do you think I am a burden?"

She was really beaten, Zuo Yucheng had to circle around the room in embarrassment, avoiding Song Hongyan's whipping. Later, when Song Hongyan was chasing him, the slippers on one foot fell off, so he came over and grabbed her two hands, threw away the fly swatter, and persuaded:

"Mom, don't be angry, I'm just talking. Times are different, and my dad should want you to do well. We're not in a hurry, but if we meet the right one, we will be in one place, can't my son help you check it?"

Seeing that Song Hongyan was still going to do something, Zuo Yucheng had no choice but to stop thinking about it and said, "Okay, I won't say it, let's stop fighting." I'm almost thirty years old, and I still beat people at every turn, really. ”

Just now, in order to let her dissipate her anger, she was obviously able to dodge, but she still let her twitch twice in the back, which was very painful.

Since he was twenty years old, Song Hongyan has stopped doing anything with him, and this is the first time in the past few years, it seems that she is really anxious.

Zuo Yucheng had no choice but to give up, his mother's thinking was very traditional, and he had a good relationship with his father, so it was easy to say nothing.

Song Hongyan let Zuo Yucheng go and watched him go to wash. She didn't feel sleepy for a while, and sat in the living room with her cheeks on her lips for a while.

She didn't go back to sleep until very late, and when she got up the next morning, she found that Zuo Yucheng had gone down to buy fried dough sticks and soy milk, and he was frying eggs in the kitchen.

Song Hongyan didn't do much and yawned. I slept late the night before, and I didn't get enough sleep, but I still had to go to work, so I had to get up.

At this time, Zuo Yucheng took a plate and prepared to put the fried eggs on the plate, Song Hongyan looked at the kitchen casually, what was the matter, is her son stupid?

By the time the kid brought the eggs to the table, the smile he had just had gone.

Song Hongyan's strong imagination and natural detective cells immediately went online, and began to analyze and judge his son's abnormal performance.

However, she controlled her face very well, and praised Zuo Yucheng's fried eggs for being good and tender.

"Chengzi, I have discussed with your aunt and your third uncle, let them both come together tonight, your third uncle went out two days ago, and he didn't get together, don't be too late for you to come back today." ”

"Okay, before eight o'clock, it's not too late. Hey, don't put sugar in my bowl, don't you know that I don't like sweets?" Zuo Yucheng stopped Song Hongyan from putting sugar in his soy milk.

"I know, maybe I'm a little senile dementia, I was going to put sugar just now, I didn't even think about it, I'm going to put some for you. ”

Zuo Yucheng looked at Song Hongyan's face and was speechless: "Mom, what Alzheimer's disease, don't exaggerate, others will believe me, you won't be stupid." ”

"Yes, Mom thinks that if I have a little grandson or a little granddaughter with me, I won't stay there. Chengzi, do you have a situation now, if you do, you will bring it tonight, and bring it to your third uncle and your aunt to see. Song Hongyan tentatively.

"Well, let's talk about it, I'll go first. Zuo Yucheng ate the half of the fritters in his hand and swallowed it in two or two times, then cleaned up and left.

Song Hongyan just felt that his son was laughing suspiciously early in the morning, so he tried to test it, but he never thought that he really tried it. Otherwise, the son would have replied directly that there was no more. But he didn't answer like that, he said let's talk about it, that is, is there really a situation?

The Iron Tree is blooming?!

Who is it? What does the girl look like, how old is she, how tall is she, who is in the family, is she a good personality......

Song Hongyan locked the door with a lot of question marks and went to the unit.

Zuo Yucheng also wanted to bring Ye Xiaochi back, but he also had to agree. Last night, the two of them were alone, lonely men and widows, such a good opportunity, Zuo Yucheng only held her hand for a while, and when he left, he had the audacity to rub her hair up, and he didn't dare to get started.

What is thunderous, it only exists in his imagination, he is afraid that Ye Xiaochi will test him again, where can he act rashly? I am afraid that once she passes her psychological defense, she will be disgusted.

She was like a snail, poking her head out little by little to test him. If there was a stir, she might have shrunk her whole body back. It wasn't so easy to get her to open up to him.

When he arrived at the store, he found that Ye Xiaochi had not yet arrived, so he opened the door, took the mop, mopped the floor again, and wiped the counter, tabletop, window sill and other places that could be wiped before Ye Xiaochi rushed over.

When she came in, she saw Zuo Yucheng washing rags, so she came over with a smile: "This is my job, what did you do?"

Zuo Yucheng hurriedly put down the rag and said, "I'll leave you alive, come and help me button the cuffs." ”

Because of the washing cloth, he opened the small buttons on the cuffs of his shirt and rolled them up, and at this time he stretched out his two hands, waiting for Ye Xiaochi to button them for him.

Ye Xiaochi really buttoned him, but he simply buttoned it, and he didn't even touch a piece of his skin, Zuo Yucheng helplessly reached out and nodded her nose: "You!"

Ye Xiaochi said with a smile: "It's working time, you have to know seriously." ”