Chapter 22 Tracking
"I didn't make it clear on the phone, I just told me to deal with it quickly. Su Changzhi put on his coat and went out without looking back, looking as if something big had really happened.
Su Zhiyi didn't speak, didn't even look at him, his eyes kept looking at his bowl, and there was a piece of spicy cabbage on top of the white rice in her bowl, which was given to her by her father just now, and he specially brought it back.
Su Zhiyi's expression has always been wooden, and there is no expression.
"What's wrong Tang Tang?" Xia Wenfang looked at her and didn't move her chopsticks, and asked her with some doubts.
“…… It's nothing. Su Zhiyi smiled quietly, then pulled the spicy cabbage steak aside, lowered his head and took a small bite to eat.
Xia Wenfang cleaned up in the kitchen after eating, Su Changzhi brought back so many bottles and cans, he himself played a good father, but the mess was put in the kitchen, which was really sad.
Looking at the back of his mother busy in the small kitchen, Su Zhiyi narrowed his eyebrows, and then casually poured the spicy cabbage in the bowl into the trash can under the dining table.
Her eyebrows were lowered, her face was expressionless, and her lips pursed into a straight line as she squinted at the spicy cabbage in the trash can.
"Mom, I'm out to take out the trash!" she took the trash can in her hand, and she went out with the trash can.
Xia Wenfang didn't have time to say yes when she saw that her daughter had already walked out, she poked her head out of the kitchen while cleaning up, and all she could feel was the cold snap caused by Su Zhiyi when she opened the door.
"When did this girl become diligent?" Xia Wenfang couldn't help but mutter.
Su Zhiyi has been pampered since he was a child, and he is the kind of person who can't help the sesame oil bottle when it is poured, where has he ever done such a thing as taking out the garbage?
Su Zhiyi walked to the garbage bin along the dim light, she emptied the garbage in the trash can into the trash bin by the light, and then put the trash can in her hand aside, while the person walked in the opposite direction of home.
Because the security here is really good, so this has gone wrong, the street lights that are bright and out are directly ignored by everyone, anyway, the road is not left behind, and the night is not closed, what are you afraid of if the street lights are broken?
Su Zhiyi walked all the way to the dark and deep alley under the illumination of this dim light.
Su Changzhi was obviously a little wrong after answering the phone just now, he spoke very fast, and he didn't tell his mother in every way as usual, as if something had made him so anxious that he didn't even want the image of a good husband and father.
On the side of the army, he seems to have asked for leave until the eighth day of the new year, and no one knows that he has returned, because in previous years, he only came back in the afternoon of the eighth day of the new year, and everyone only started looking for him after the eighth day of the new year.
The person who can make him so anxious must be a very important person for him!
Su Zhiyi looked at the house number on the narrow black door in front of him.
Number 23, even if this house turns to dust, she will recognize it!
Su Zhiyi looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he approached the door, and put his ear on the door panel, trying to hear the sound inside.
Because there were several doors, she couldn't hear anything clearly, and when she was in a hurry, she heard a 'squeak' sound from a door inside, and Su Zhiyi hurriedly hid aside.
There was a messy sound of footsteps stepping in the yard, and it sounded like it wasn't a person.
Just as Su Zhiyi was listening carefully, he heard Song Maolin's pleading voice:
"Changzhi, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied and called you over, but people didn't miss you because they missed you!" Su Zhiyi whispered over and heard Song Maolin's delicate voice.
If it is really a delicate voice that has been passed down in one vein, it can be regarded as letting her know the source of Song Yanran's small sound, where is this admitting mistakes, it is clearly coquettish!
"We only parted this afternoon, why are you so breathless, what should you do if Xia Wenfang answers the phone today?
Su Zhiyi listened to his words outside the door, and couldn't help but sneer, sure enough, she didn't guess wrong, they have been together for the past few days!
That's fine, and the hat buckled for grandparents is not wronged!
Song Maolin listened to his words and didn't pay attention to it at all: "So what? I haven't seen her for a few days and I will catch up with her, and she will not doubt it." ”
Hearing her words, Su Changzhi choked.
"Okay, Changzhi, don't be angry! I can only blame me for loving you too much, and I can't stand being separated from you for a moment. ”
Su Changzhi was silent, silently glanced at the soft woman beside him, and his face showed signs of loosening: "You have to learn to be patient, if you are so reckless and Xia Wenfang finds out about the matter between us, then we can only go around without eating!"
Song Maolin knew that he was not scaring himself, if a soldier cheated in marriage, the consequences would be very serious, and Xia Wenfang also had a powerful father and a rich brother to support her!
Thinking of this, Song Maolin hated her teeth even more, she retracted the light in her eyes, approached Su Changzhi, and said in a soft voice: "Changzhi, when will you divorce her?"
Su Changzhi was just worried, and he was a little impatient when she asked him like this: "Why are you so ignorant? Didn't I say it, now is not the best time, we have to think of a good way to divorce her without damaging my future." ”
Song Maolin was a little aggrieved, she let go of the hand holding Su Changzhi: "I'm not in a hurry, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to hide this belly in a few months, forget it, I'll find a clinic to beat the child in my belly when I have time! Anyway, even if he is born, he is a poor child who no one loves......"
"Mao Lin, I don't allow you to talk nonsense!" Su Changzhi was obviously a little anxious when he heard her say this.
"Then what can I do? Yan'er is wronged enough, can I still give birth to a son and let him suffer this grievance?" Song Maolin turned her head away from looking at Su Changzhi.
When Su Zhiyi heard this, his fingers clenched tightly, and the flat round nails without the slightest lethality were actually embedded in the flesh of the palms!
Completely different from Su Zhiyi are the people in the courtyard, Su Changzhi's eyes were almost full of essence when he heard the word 'son'!
He grabbed Song Maolin's hand excitedly: "Do you feel like it's a son this time?!"
"I can't say for sure, but you forgot what my mother said? When she saw that I liked to eat sour food so much, she expected that the one in my belly must be a son!" Song Maolin couldn't help but throw out Su's mother to talk about things.
Su Changzhi thought that in the past few days, Song Maolin has indeed changed her taste, she loves to eat sweet and sour plums, and her mother has indeed made a few package tickets.
Thinking of this, his whole person couldn't help but jump, especially when he thought that he would have a son in the near future, his whole person was even more fluttering.
Su Zhiyi's heart was even more panicked, very good, very good!