Qing'er said pitifully, "Mom doesn't like me." When I was with my mom, I wasn't naughty at all. ”

Kang Yurong's heart sank, and she could hear that Qing'er was looking forward to Lu Wanmei's "maternal love".

She couldn't help but ask, "Mom...... Did she scold you, did she beat you?"

As soon as the words came out, Kang Yurong regretted it a little. Without real evidence, is it too cautious to suspect others behind your back?

Qing'er hesitated for a moment and said, "I fought once, and after that time, I ran away when she raised her hand again." When she can't beat me, or when she quarrels with her father, she will say, "I'm a little bastard with a mother and no mother." Mother, what is a little mongrel, is it a wild child?"

Kang Yurong was stunned for a moment, and his mood instantly became excited, why should the war between adults affect children? Why should a child of a few years old be allowed to bear the slander of such words?

Kang Yurong held the child's hand, tightened it again, and said in a motherly, comforting tone: "No." Qing'er has grandparents, fathers and mothers, how can she be a wild child?" After a pause, she asked again: "Since your mother doesn't like you, why don't you stay away from her?"

Qing'er said: "Dad said that my mother is also my mother, and she will love me and love me." Everyone else has a mother, and I want a mother too. Mother, are you still leaving?"

Everyone else has a mother, and I want a mother too.

Qing'er longs for mother's love, and when he can't get the love of his mother, he pins this longing on Lu Wanmei. It's a pity that his kind closeness failed to get a kind response from Lu Wanmei.

Poor child, the iniquity of your parents, but you have to bear this unjustified disaster.

Kang Yurong's heart seemed to be beaten hard by a hammer, it hurt one by one, his eyes were red, the strength of his hand holding his son intensified several times, and his voice was choked: "Don't go, my mother won't go." Mother guards Qing'er, teaches Qing'er to read, write, and play with Qing'er, okay?"

"Really?" Qing'er's eyes lit up, and the light shone on it, brighter than the stars. After a while, he asked, "Can Dad be with us?"

The child's simple wish made Kang Yurong stammer, how should he answer this?

After organizing the language, Kang Yurong said tactfully: "Qing'er has grown up, she is a big guy, and she shouldn't be around her father and mother all the time." Everyone should go to school to learn knowledge. However, when Qing'er rests, she can be with her father. ”

"Really?"

Kang Yurong nodded affirmatively.

"Mother, is it fun to go to school?" After a while, Qing'er asked again.

"Of course it's funny. In school, you can not only learn to read and write, but also meet a lot of friends, and you can also play games with your friends, which is interesting. ”

Qing'er was stimulated and shouted excitedly: "Mother, I want to go to school, I want to go to school, I must go to school hard, I want to be like my father, I know a lot of words, and I have to do a lot of poems." Qing'er raised her little eyes with great yearning.

Qing'er's three sentences were inseparable from Zhang Shengcheng, which made Kang Yurong a little sour. Come to think of it, who is to blame for this? Who made her absent from her son's life for all those years.

Kang Yurong asked tentatively: "Qing'er likes dad very much?"

Qing'er nodded like pounding garlic, and said with a small mouth: "When my father was at home, he played with me every day, let me ride a big horse, lifted me high, and made a swing for me." Later, my father and mother went to Beijing. But my father often came back, and every time he came back, he would bring me a lot of delicious food and fun, and he would accompany me out to fly kites. Once when my dad and I were flying a kite......"

Qing'er's statement was a little unstoppable. The interesting things that have happened with Zhang Shengcheng in the past few years, one by one, one by one, all came out of his little mouth with a bald purr, and when it comes to the place of Coke, you see that guy laughing, and he can't even see his eyes.

Now, Kang Yurong looked at the frolicking father and son, thinking about the interesting things Qing'er said.

Thinking about it, the child's smile can't be faked. Zhang Shengcheng can't be a good husband, maybe he is a good father.

At least, in Qing'er's heart.

Just after lunch, Kang Yurong offered to leave, and this time the two elders of the Zhang family did not stop him.

Mrs. Zhang hugged Qing'er and chattered a lot, which was nothing more than that: don't run around, remember to think about your grandparents or something. Then, he gave a basket of instructions to Kang Yurong.

To be honest, Mrs. Zhang's words, nine times out of ten, Kang Yurong disagreed. If you really want to follow the old lady's words, Qing'er is really going to become a waste.

However, the other party is an elder, and Qing'er is about to be taken away by her again. So, she didn't say anything more, just nodded "yes" and it was over.

After talking for a train, Mrs. Zhang finally finished speaking, and then asked people to move the things she bought with Qing'er in the morning.

Kang Yurong sighed secretly, frowning slightly, looking at a table full of colorful things.

She looked at Mrs. Zhang and said embarrassedly, "This ...... That's too much, isn't it? I can't take it? Why don't I take some less first?

"How can that be done?" Mrs. Zhang immediately objected, "These are all needed right now." ”

Kang Yurong said: "But, I really can't take it." ”

Zhang Yizhi spoke: "Isn't there still a present, just let him take some?"

Kang Yurong wanted to refuse, but Zhang Shengcheng blocked her way: "Okay, I have to go back to Beijing anyway." ”

"Yes, yes. Qing'er shook Kang Yurong's arm and said excitedly: "Mother, mother, father wants to go with us, I can finally stay with my father, holding my father with one hand and my mother with the other, it's great, it's great." ”

Kang Yurong looked at his son's happy little face, and he really couldn't bear to pour a basin of cold water at this time to extinguish his son's excited mood.

At the same time, he was also stabbed by his son's strong desire to pray for his parents' "double integrity".

In the end, Kang Yurong didn't say anything.

on the train.

Qing'er sat next to Kang Yurong by the window, pointing out the window with her teeth and claws, and shouted: "Mother, mother, is that a flock of sheep?"

Kang Yurong smiled and said, "By the way, it's the flock." ”

Qing'er shouted again: "Dad, Dad, look at it, look at it, what is that big piece with a 'beard'?"

Zhang Shengcheng corrected with a smile: "It's corn." That's not a 'beard', that's corn whiskers. ”

…………

This is Qing'er's first time on the train, and she is so happy that she talks endlessly.

However, this excitement didn't last long, and he was trapped by the swaying train. Sleepiness in the car is probably a common problem for children.

There were not many people in the carriage, and there were only a few people sitting in the sparse space.

As soon as Qing'er fell asleep, the space immediately quieted down, and there was a kind of embarrassment in the air.

After a while, Zhang Shengcheng said: "I heard my father say that he wants you to live in the house on XX Street?"

Kang Yurong said indifferently: "This is what the old man meant, I can't resist it." If you don't agree, I can choose another house. Actually, I've already rented the house. ”

"I didn't disagree. Zhang Shengcheng said affirmatively: "That house belongs to my father, Qing'er is my father's grandson, and it is only natural for you to live in it." ”

After a little hesitation, Zhang Shengcheng asked again: "Can I go to see Qing'er when I get to Beijing?"

"You are Qing'er's father, no one can deny this relationship, and neither can I. So, it's only natural for you to go to see him. ”

"Hmm. Zhang Shengcheng smiled and said, "That house is not too far from where I live now, you can find me at any time if you have something." ”

Kang Yurong looked directly into the other party's eyes and said seriously: "The dependence on you has disappeared from my life from the moment I signed the divorce agreement. I'm used to it now, and I can do anything just as well without you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, without looking at Zhang Shengcheng's expression, Kang Yurong followed Qing'er's example and closed his eyes to sleep.

It's not that she's ruthless, since she's divorced, she should look like divorced.

Between them, there is Qing'er involved in the middle, and it is impossible to cut it in two. However, even if you can't break it cleanly, you must get along with it cleanly.

Unnecessary nonsense can not be said, unnecessary meetings can not be seen, so it is good for him and for her.

Zhang Shengcheng's face froze, and he looked deeply at his former wife opposite, this woman was too strange now.

He remembered that she had never spoken such a decisive word to him. She always spoke softly to him, and when she looked at him, her eyes were full of flattery and pleading.

When he hated her before, he always thought that this woman was weak and outrageous, when would she be strong in front of him?

However, just now, when he finally saw her strength and fortitude, he didn't have a trace of pleasure, but his whole body became heavy.

The son fell asleep, Kang Yurong also "fell asleep", and Zhang Shengcheng had to be silent and close his eyes to recuperate.

When Zhang Shengcheng sent the mother and son to the door of Kang Yujian's house, it was dinner time.

Kang Yurong didn't even say the polite words "Let's go after eating", and said directly to Qing'er: "Qing'er, say goodbye to Dad." ”

Qing'er obediently did so.

Kang Yurong was not polite, and Zhang Shengcheng was embarrassed to offer to stay for dinner, so he had to say goodbye to the mother and son and go home with a disappointed face.

Home, pitch black.

"Smack", turn on the light, and the whole living room instantly brightens.

The living room is purely Western-style, with white floating yarn hanging on the windows, sofa chairs, gramophone, electric fans, etc.

However, the living room was a mess, the sofa was full of clothes and magazines, and on the floor were sofa cushions, melon seed peels, orange peels, slippers, leather shoes, cloth shoes, scattered all over the floor.

Zhang Shengcheng frowned deeply and shouted twice: "Eyebrows, eyebrows." ”

No one should answer at all.

Walked to the kitchen, no suspense, cold stove empty bowls.

Zhang Shengcheng poured a cup of cold boiled water and poured it down in one go. Putting down his glass, he looked around the room in distraught.

At this time, the sound of unlocking sounded at the gate, and then the "click" of high heels came from far and near.

Together with the sound of "da-da", it is a woman's not very clear, charming, and sultry singing.