"Click"

The doorknob turned, the door was pushed open, and the young woman from just now reappeared, this time, followed by a little girl of five or six years old.

The young woman glanced at Chen Yang who was sitting on the sofa, she didn't mean to speak, her expression was a little cold. She bent down and touched the little girl's head dotingly, and smiled: "Mengmeng, mom goes to cook, you go to do your homework." ”

The little girl nodded obediently and walked to the small wooden table in the center of the room with her school bag.

When the young woman straightened up and looked at Chen Yang again, the warm smile disappeared in an instant, and she turned around and walked towards the kitchen with a cold face.

Chen Yang smiled bitterly, thinking that the guess was accurate, she really hated herself.

The figure of the beautiful wife disappeared, leaving only the little girl sitting at the table in front of her, who was holding the book from her schoolbag, although the action was a little clumsy, but it was very cute, Chen Yang looked at it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Is such a beautiful child really his own daughter?

Looking at the little girl, the memories in Chen Yang's mind seemed to be increasing rapidly. In a trance, Chen Yang knew a lot.

In the kitchen, the young woman who was busy making dinner, her name was Gao Yue, and she was her wife.

In front of her, the little girl who was writing her homework on the small wooden table, named Chen Mengmeng, was her daughter.

After looking at the little girl carefully for a while, Chen Yang had already determined that she was his daughter, and that delicate little face looked like six or seven points like himself, saying that it was not his daughter, I am afraid that he would not believe it.

Glancing in the direction of the kitchen, Chen Yang got up from the sofa and sat down at the small wooden table.

Mengmeng's reaction surprised Chen Yang a little, and when he sat down, Mengmeng immediately moved her body away from him, with a thick cowardice on her face.

Is she scared?

Chen Yang didn't know why his daughter was so afraid of him, but he felt sad for no reason.

Meng Meng was sharpening the pencil with a pencil sharpener, her movements were a little clumsy, Chen Yang stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "Meng Meng, you do your homework, I'll sharpen the pencil for you, okay?"

Meng Meng was obviously stunned for a moment, and the movements in her hands also stopped, as if she had no intention of giving the pencil knife to Chen Yang, the expression on her face was a little dazed, and she looked at Chen Yang blankly.

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Chen Yang didn't say anything, and gently took the pencil sharpener from his daughter's hand and began to sharpen the pencil. He didn't know why his daughter had such a look, was there something wrong with what he said?

The pencil was already very short, and it was particularly difficult to sharpen it with a pencil sharpener, so Chen Yang instinctively threw the sharpened pencil into the trash, and then took out a new pencil in the cute stationery box and continued to sharpen it.

However, when Mengmeng saw Chen Yang's move, she stood up and came to the trash can, her tender white hand reached into the trash can, and under Chen Yang's surprised gaze, Mengmeng picked up Chen Yang's discarded pencil again.

Chen Yang said: "Mengmeng, that one is too short, it's inconvenient to use, so let's lose it." ”

Meng Meng said with a serious face: "Mom said that it can't be wasted." ”

Hearing his daughter say this, Chen Yang smiled awkwardly and blushed a little.

After Mengmeng sat down, she started to write her homework seriously, Chen Yang sharpened the pencil and put it in the stationery box, seeing that her daughter didn't pay attention to her meaning, she began to look carefully at this so-called home in every boredom.

The living room was a few simple pieces of furniture, all of which seemed to be a little damaged, and there was an old TV on the small cabinet in the corner, and the white shell of the refrigerator had been yellowed.

Everything looked so shabby, and the scene in front of him told Chen Yang that this family was very poor.

Chen Yang sat on the sofa and began to be in a daze, he was thinking about his memory, thinking about the memory of himself at the age of twenty-eight, he wanted to know more about himself and this family.

I don't know how long it took, but when Chen Yang came back to his senses, he found that Gao Yue had already walked out of the kitchen, holding the food in his hand. And Meng Meng had already packed up her books, put her schoolbag aside, and then helped her mother put the food on the small table.

When he saw his daughter's already very worn schoolbag, Chen Yang frowned.

After the mother and daughter sat down, Gao Yue said softly, "Come over and eat." ”

Chen Yang was stunned, knowing that he was calling himself, so he let out a "uh", stood up and came to the small table, and sat opposite the mother and daughter.

The meal was very simple, so simple that Chen Yang did not have the slightest appetite. There is only one dish, cold cucumber, and the staple food is rice porridge and steamed buns.

This... It's really shabby.

Seeing that Gao Yue and her daughter had already eaten, Chen Yang stretched out his hand and was about to get chopsticks, but saw Mengmeng suddenly stand up and trot to the bedroom, and after a while, a simple bottle of liquor appeared at the dinner table in his hand. Without any words, Mengmeng put the wine on the table in front of Chen Yang's eyes, ran to the kitchen and took a small wine glass and put it down, then came to her mother and sat down, picked up chopsticks and started eating.

Chen Yang was a little dumbfounded, Gao Yue didn't react at all during the whole process, just lowered his head to eat.

Chen Yang looked at the wine and the glass, his heart was mixed, he put down the chopsticks he had just picked up in his hand, and his face became more and more solemn.

The simple meals on the table, the simple clothes on the mother and daughter in front of him, and this dilapidated home, Chen Yang inexplicably felt a little more self-blame in his heart.

Although he knew that all this should be the responsibility of his twenty-eight-year-old self, but now his eighteen-year-old self is in charge of the twenty-eight-year-old body.

He wanted to know why this family was so poor, and what he did at the age of twenty-eight to make his wife look at him coldly and his daughter to be afraid of him.

Chen Yang thought hard, but this time no memory reappeared.

There is no laughter in this family, there is no joy, there is only silence.

Thinking of what the landlord and Gao Yue said, Chen Yang sighed lightly, picked up the bottle of wine on the table, stood up and put it on the cabinet on the side, then returned to the table and sat down, picked up chopsticks to eat.

When Chen Yang looked up again, he saw Gao Yue and Meng Meng looking at him, Chen Yang smiled: "I won't drink anymore." ”

Gao Yue and Meng Meng were stunned together, and the mother and daughter both had disbelief expressions on their faces at the same time.

Chen Yang was a little embarrassed by the mother and daughter, stretched out his chopsticks and took the vegetables and sent them to the cute bowl, and said with a smile: "Look at me, look at what Dad is doing, eat." After all, the beautiful wife is next to him, and Chen Yangjue still uses the word dad more normally.

Gao Yue's body trembled, her eyes were slightly red, and her voice was a little choked: "What are you talking about, Dad... ”

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Gao Yue's tears flowed silently, but a little smile appeared on his face: "No, it's nothing." ”

Seeing Gao Yue's shoulders shrugged because of choking, Chen Yang's mouth was a little bitter, and he wanted to know what his twenty-eight-year-old had done to this woman.

Meng Meng took a small bite of the porridge in the bowl, and secretly looked up at Chen Yang from time to time, she couldn't understand, didn't her father let her call him Dad?

Mengmeng didn't eat the dishes that Chen Yang gave her, because this was the first time her father gave him vegetables, she was reluctant to eat them, the tears in her eyes were rolling, and she whispered vaguely in her small mouth: "Dad." Father.. Father. ”