When the four lips were together, several villagers walked from behind Ke Mulan with a smile and a smile.

Kang Yurong and Ke Mulan were disturbed.

In a panic, Kang Yurong gently pushed Ke Mulan, quickly took two steps back, distanced himself from him, turned around, and bowed his head silently.

Ke Mulan looked at her crimson side face, the corners of her mouth hooked, turned her head, looked at the two closed wooden doors, and a smile spread at the corners of her mouth, like a spring breeze.

When they passed by, the men did not stop, but they all turned their heads involuntarily and looked at them curiously.

In addition to Kang Yurong and Ke Mulan's dressing to attract their attention, these men were more worried in their hearts: these two "wooden stakes" are really funny, one is staring at the loess road under his feet, and the other is looking at the two mottled wooden doors without turning his eyes, are they afraid that the road and the door will run away?

As soon as the villagers passed, the old lady of the neighbor came over and said, "Yo, are you still here?"

Hearing this, Kang Yurong turned sideways, looked up at the old lady who came over, and said, "Yes." ”

The old lady glanced at the closed wooden door of Wu Xiuzhi's house, and asked in surprise: "Am I right?

Kang Yurong smiled slightly, and replied.

So, the old lady persuaded her with good words: "I think you should go back, I said it a long time ago, Xiuzhi's temperament is very strange, and she hasn't seen many of our old neighbors, let alone people like you." Go back, go back, don't wait, wait in vain. ”

Kang Yurong said: "Don't worry, let's take a look." ”

The old lady said she was helpless about Kang Yurong's dead eyes, but her simple enthusiasm was not diminished at all, and the old lady said: "If you want to wait, just wait." However, it's noon, why don't you go to my house and get something to eat first? It's not good, but it's enough. ”

To be able to make such a warm invitation to them who are strangers, Kang Yurong is naturally grateful.

However, Kang Yurong still declined, she said: "Thank you, grandma." We're not hungry yet, so let's not bother. When we're hungry, we'll come to the door and beg for food. ”

"Okay, so be it. The other party said so, and the old lady was not reluctant, pointing to the door on the left side of Wu Xiuzhi's house and saying, "That's my house, just come home when you're thirsty and hungry." ”

"Well, got it, thank you grandma. "Kang Yurong sincerely thanked him again.

After the old lady left, Ke Mulan asked, "What's the matter?"

"Keep waiting. Kang Yurong's tone was firm, giving no room for rebuttal.

Kang Yurong said that he would wait, Ke Mulan naturally gave up his life to accompany him, but he was ...... He said: "According to Tang Manying's indifferent and withdrawn temperament, if we continue to wait like this, there may not be results." ”

Kang Yurong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "How do you know that she is Tang Manying?"

Ke Mulan took a step forward towards her, and said with a smile: "You are waiting here so resolutely, don't you just think that this Wu Xiuzhi is Tang Manying? The reason why you are so sure is that you can hear her Shanghai accent? You are very smart, I am not stupid, right?"

"Sure enough, I'm not stupid, I guessed right. Kang Yurong made a rare joke of Ke Mulan.

"How can this be said to be a guess?" Ke Mulan tilted his head, leaned into her ear and lowered his voice, saying: "This is called, there are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little understanding in the heart." ”

As soon as these words came out, Kang Yurong turned red, rolled his eyes, turned around, and ignored him.

Time just flowed......

The sun converges its dazzling light, changing its colors as it slowly sinks, as if it wants to show its brilliant colors to the world.

Kang Yurong looked at the sky, the color of the clouds on the horizon was quietly changing, gradually changing from gorgeous to purple, and only for a while, the purple was slowly darkening.

Ke Mulan glanced at the heavy twilight around her, and thought, I can't wait any longer, at this time Qing'er has already finished school, and if she doesn't go back, I really don't know if the teacher will have the patience to wait at school with Qing'er.

Ke Mulan said, "It's too late, let's go back." If you don't go back, Qing'er should be in a hurry. ”

Ke Mulan was worried about Qing'er, why didn't Kang Yurong worry? It's just that she waited like this for a day and didn't gain anything at all, how could she be willing?

Kang Yurong stared at the wooden door for a full minute, then walked over, patted the door panel, and said loudly inside: "Ms. Wu, it's too late today, I'll go back first, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”

After shouting and waiting for a while, no movement was heard, so Kang Yurong and Ke Mulan walked towards the entrance of the village.

When Kang Yurong and the others arrived at school, it was almost eight o'clock. The school is quite responsible, leaving a female teacher to accompany Qing'er and wait.

It was too late, and the female teacher couldn't help but complain. After all, it was his own fault, and Kang Yurong was embarrassed to refute anything, but kept laughing and apologizing.

Qing'er didn't say a word along the way, and when she got home, she looked like she was no different from weekdays, but Kang Yurong was not very down-to-earth in her heart.

She pulled Qing'er to her side and asked, "Is Qing'er angry?"

Qing'er asked rhetorically: "My mother didn't pick up Qing'er in time, did she go out to play?"

Kang Yurong hurriedly shook his head and explained, "No. My mother went out of the city with Uncle Ke because of the things in the store, but things didn't go well, so I came back late. ”

Qing'er replied seriously: "Since this is the case, why should Qing'er be angry?"

"Huh?" Kang Yurong was a little stunned.

Qing'er said: "In addition to taking care of Qing'er, my mother has to go to work every day. My mother's work now is more tedious, busy, and laborious than when she was a teacher. In order to do a good job, the mother must devote herself wholeheartedly, so it is inevitable that Qing'er will sometimes be neglected. But Qing'er is older, Qing'er will be considerate of her mother. Because Qing'er knew that her mother didn't mean to ignore Qing'er, she was just forced to do so because she was too busy with work. ”

Kang Yurong's eyes moistened, and he hugged Qing'er into his arms, choked up and said, "Mother's Qing'er has really grown up, sensible, and knows how to understand her mother." ”

Qing'er stayed in her mother's arms for a few seconds, then slowly left, wiped the tears from the corners of her mother's eyes with her little hands, and said, "Qing'er doesn't know what it means to be considerate, these are all taught by Uncle Ke to Qing'er." Uncle Ke is right, Qing'er will definitely listen. ”

Kang Yurong deliberately pursed his lips and said, "Oh, is Uncle Ke's words a holy decree? What about the mother's words?"

Qing'er sighed like a little adult, shook her head and said, "Women are really calculating. In the future, I must listen to my mother first, and then listen to Uncle Ke's words, okay? Mother will always be the first in Qing'er's heart, and everything is the first, okay?"

"Okay!" Kang Yurong's smile was brighter than the sun.

Qing'er looked at her mother's bright smile and said, "Qing'er is growing up day by day, and my mother is getting smaller day by day, it seems that Qing'er will have to take care of my mother in the future." As he spoke, he picked up his schoolbag and walked to his room, and when he arrived at the door, he turned his head to look at his mother and said, "I'll do my homework first, and if you encounter something you can't do, call me." ”

Scold!

Do you really think you're an adult?

Smiling and smiling, Kang Yurong's smile froze.

After all, Qing'er is just an eight-year-old child. Children at this age are rolling in front of their parents and making trouble unreasonably, but Qing'er is mature and rational.

Speaking of which, it was all because of her and Zhang Shengcheng's affair that Qing'er matured early at an immature age.

Letting a young child suffer the sorrow of this world too early is her debt to her son and her failure as a mother.

After a while, Kang Yurong's emotions calmed down. She walked into the kitchen, and Ke Mulan was washing vegetables with her sleeves rolled.

She stood beside him, looked at his side and said, "Thank you." ”

Because of her divorce from Zhang Shengcheng, Qing'er felt a shadow, and because of Lu Wanmei's unkindness, Qing'er was psychologically depressed.

At that time, although Qing'er was young, she was at a fork in the road of her psychology, and if the person who guided her led the right way, Qing'er would get rid of the darkness in her heart and become a cheerful and reasonable teenager. If the other way around, no one can predict the outcome.

So, Ke Mulan, thank you for your care for Qing'er, thank you, for your correct guidance of Qing'er. To be honest, if it weren't for you, I really don't know if I could really teach Qing'er so well with my own strength.

The conversation between the two in the living room, Ke Mulan also listened to it. Therefore, where Kang Yurong's "thank you" comes from, he naturally knows it.

He really likes Qing'er, but he doesn't deny that fundamentally speaking, he also loves Qing'er.

Ke Mulan glanced at the woman beside him, smiled lowly, looked at the food in his hand and asked distractedly, "How to thank you?"

How thanks?

Kang Yurong was blinded by his question, and then his head was hot, he picked up his face and touched his lips like lightning. When I did such a bold thing, my first thought was to slip away. But her feet seemed to have nails, and she couldn't take a step, so she just stood there in a daze, looking at him stupidly.

Ke Mulan froze and looked at her with dark eyes.

She stood with her head tilted back and her hands down. The crimson cheeks glowed with a shy brilliance, the wet eyes were like the stars before the dawn, and the small lips were red and moist, with an irresistible temptation.

They hadn't kissed once or twice, but this was the first time she had taken the initiative. Although it was just a light touch of the dragonfly, compared to his sneak attack and domineering in the past, this time the feeling was really TM too cool.

His heart pounded like a drum in his chest as these cool, soft lips covered him, and his man's honest body screamed wildly. His head was dizzy, his brain was swollen, and he couldn't control himself anymore.