Chapter 115: Two Personalities
The third day of the first month.
The cold wind is blowing, and the bright sun is shining on this small city covered in ice and snow, and the sky and the earth look bright and clean.
The taxi stopped at the entrance of the Jinlian community.
Fan Shulan got out of the car, looked at this somewhat old community with a nostalgic expression, and sighed softly: "In the blink of an eye, I haven't been here for nine years." β
"Has it been so long?" asked Ying Xiaochuan.
"Yes, you were about to enter the sixth grade that year, and my mother remembers it deeply. β
"I'm not impressed. β
"Shulan, Shulan, here!" a shout came from the community. A plainly dressed woman walked out with a smile on her face, and it was her cousin who had come down to pick up Ogawa's mother and son.
My aunt is about fifty years old Mo Yang, but she is a small man with a big skeleton, she looks very capable, her hair is tied together with two braids tied together at the back of her head, her face is clean and smiling.
Ying Xiaochuan vaguely found the shadow of his cousin and aunt on this smile, but the years are urging people to get old, and there are many traces of wind and frost on his cousin's face.
Fan Shulan greeted her cousin and aunt enthusiastically for a while, and her cousin noticed Ying Xiaochuan, who was standing next to Fan Shulan and only smiled, with a light of surprise and surprise flashing in her eyes: "This can't be ......"
"Hello aunt. Ying Xiaochuan exclaimed with a smile.
"Sure enough, it's Xiaochuan, they've grown so big, they've grown into big children. Come on, come up, come up with my aunt, and go to dinner. β
My cousin's aunt's family lives on the third floor, and it is the same as the community where Ying Xiaochuan lives, and there is no elevator in the old community. But my cousin's aunt's house was very large, twice the size of their house.
There was a large table in the living room with more than a dozen dishes on it, my uncle was busy in the kitchen, and there were a few familiar relatives sitting on the sofa in the living room.
There are aunts, aunts, and uncles.
Ying Xiaochuan had just met them in the past two days.
Fan Shulan sat down to chat with them, Ying Xiaochuan put down the nutrition and fruits he was carrying, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to help. In the end, of course, he was kicked out by his cousin and uncle.
It didn't take long for a group of people to sit down to eat lively, and my cousin brought a bowl of sweet soup, wiped her hands and said, "You eat first, I'll call Xiaofang out to eat." β
"You've had a busy day, sit down. Fan Shulan stopped her cousin and aunt and asked her to sit down, and said to Xiaochuan: "Xiaochuan, you go and call your cousin over for dinner." β
"Okay. Ying Xiaochuan put down his chopsticks and just got up.
He heard a 'click' on the opposite door, and someone opened the door from the inside, and he subconsciously looked and saw a woman coming out of the house. He has long hair, wears a white dress, and has a plain face that looks unpale. She stood in front of the door and watched, her eyes rolling slightly, looking at the people at this table, her face did not move at all.
An inexplicable wind blew in the room, stirring the bead curtain at the door, and it made a loud noise. The shadows were reversed, and Ying Xiaochuan caught a glimpse of two shadows behind her. One is long and one is short, one is thin and one is thick.
His eyes widened in surprise, and he was about to take a closer look, when the shadow of the beaded curtain fell, mixing the two shadows.
The door slammed shut.
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Four o'clock in the afternoon.
Ying Xiaochuan and Fan Shulan came out of the Jinlian community and got into a taxi at the door. Along the way, Fan Shulan was still talking about her cousin's aunt's house with infinite embarrassment.
"Your aunt was in such a hurry that year, and she didn't tell any of us, we all thought that Fangfang had some incurable disease, and your cousin's family didn't want to drag down the relatives, but I didn't expect us to think too much. Hey, it's good that people are okay. β
Although Fangfang was seriously ill, her temperament became steady. Not as impatient as before, yelling at people at every turn. Chuan'er, she greeted you just now, you didn't react, you two often fought when you were a child. β
Ying Xiaochuan still remembers these things vividly, his cousin has a violent and hot personality, and never makes people take half a step. When I was a child, I often fought with him when I didn't agree with him, and I was obviously more than ten years older than him, and I was naΓ―ve like a peer. Therefore, when he was a child, Ying Xiaochuan was half reluctant to go to his cousin's house because of this cousin.
Thinking of these not very pleasant memories, Ying Xiaochuan said casually: "My cousin is also thirty-four years old this year, and her personality is no longer down-to-earth, and she can't be down-to-earth in this life." β
Fan Shulan heard this: "What's the matter, you still hold a grudge against your sister for pinching you when she was a child?"
"No, how could I be so stingy. Ying Xiaochuan smiled helplessly, and suddenly remembered the matter of the two shadows, so he asked, "Mom, when my cousin came out, did you feel that the shadow behind her was weird?"
"What's strange, no. Fan Shulan looked dazed.
Maybe he was wrong, it was just a fleeting shadow. Ying Xiaochuan frowned, temporarily suppressing this doubt.
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The food has been quite hearty these days, and the mother and son made a bowl of clear soup and noodles for dinner.
After eating, Fan Shulan went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Ying Xiaochuan went to the balcony to dry the clothes that had just been washed in the morning. After a while, Ying Xiaochuan heard a series of footsteps behind him, and Fan Shulan walked over with a mobile phone without drying her hands.
Ying Xiaochuan looked at her in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Fan Shulan said worriedly: "Chuan'er, Mom seems to be in trouble." β
When Ying Xiaochuan heard this, he put down the clothes in his hand, pulled Fan Shulan into the living room and let her sit down, and asked calmly while wiping her hands with a piece of paper: "Tell me, what trouble did you get into?"
Fan Shulan sighed: "I called your cousin just now and told me about Fangfang. Fangfang has been single for ten years, and she hasn't looked for a partner, and your cousin and aunt are also anxious. I gave her more advice, saying that let Fangfang go out to meet the newcomer, maybe she would have a thought in her heart. didn't think about it, let Fangfang hear it. It's throwing things and making noise, it seems to be crying, do you think I'm doing bad things with good intentions, shouldn't my mother talk too much......" Fan Shulan's tone was full of guilt.
Ying Xiaochuan comforted: "It turns out that this is the matter, this is a trivial matter, and my cousin will not take it to heart." β
These words did not make Fan Shulan's face dissipate half of the sorrow, she said: "It's me who didn't think about it properly." I thought that Fangfang's temperament had been collected, but I didn't expect her to make trouble exactly the same as ten years ago. β
"Wait, that's not right. Ying Xiaochuan suddenly remembered something, and looked at Fan Shulan, "Mom, didn't my cousin get married a long time ago? How do you say she's single? By the way, I didn't see my cousin-in-law during dinner today, are they divorced a long time ago?"
Fan Shulan shook her head, "It's not divorced, he's dead." β
"Dead?" Ying Xiaochuan's tone was unsteady.