Chapter 190: Warmth
When Lin Caiwei came home from school, she saw Guan Lanfen sitting in the yard in a daze, she stepped forward and called, "Mom?"
Seeing that her mother didn't react, she raised her hand and waved it in front of Guan Lanfen, "Mom!"
"Oh, it's Weiwei back, are you hungry, Mom is going to cook for you", Guan Lanfen finally woke up from her stunned state, and asked when she saw that it was her daughter. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"It's okay, Mom, what's wrong with you? Absent-minded, what's the matter?"
"Mom, what can happen", Guan Lanfen replied perfunctorily.
Lin Caiwei looked at her fixedly, frowned and said seriously, "Knowing Mother Mo Ruonu, Mom, your state is not right, although I am young, it doesn't mean that I don't understand, you can say it, I will also come up with an idea if there is anything, and it will be better to say it." ”
After being silent for a while, Guan Lanfen opened her mouth to tell her about the afternoon's events in detail, with a touch of incomprehension and hurt in her tone.
After listening, Lin Caiwei suddenly felt that her aunt had died by herself in this life and in her last life.
And grandma is a special person who cares for calves and has no position, she wants to protect everyone, but everyone complains, and it is not good.
It can be seen that sometimes love also needs restraint and rationality, otherwise it will hurt others and oneself.
"Mom, you have done everything you can, just have a clear conscience, you still have your father, me and my younger siblings!"
Lin Caiwei knows that it is easy to say, but she will still feel uncomfortable for a long time, but time can smooth everything out, and she believes in her mother.
Guan Lanfen nodded, and suddenly stood up, she remembered that the child hadn't been picked up yet!
"Weiwei, I'll go to your grandmother's house for a while, I'll be back in more than half an hour, you can eat some fruit first when you're hungry", and after speaking, he went outside in a hurry.
It's so jumping, Lin Caiwei touched her nose, put her schoolbag in the living room, and walked towards the kitchen.
Since her mother gave birth to a younger sibling, she hasn't cooked for a long time.
Opening the refrigerator and looking at the ingredients, she planned to make a stir-fried okra with tomatoes, cold chicken nuggets, sweet and sour tenderloin, and a bowl of steamed old pumpkin, so she happily decided!
Take out the ingredients you need to wash, wash and cut them, and then put them on a plate and put them on a plate, and then Lin Caiwei began to stir-fry.
When Guan Lanfen came back, Lin Caiwei had already prepared three dishes, "Mom, you wait a while, it'll be fine right away." ”
At this time, a hearty voice came, "It's Weiwei cooking today, it's really rare, and I can taste the craftsmanship of our chef." ”
Lin Caiwei turned around and saw that it was her father, "Dad, come and serve the dishes, there is your favorite cold chicken nuggets!"
"Okay, here we go"
Lin Aiguo put his daughter back in the stroller, took the dishes out, and came in the bowl of chopsticks.
The family sat in the dining room to eat, next to two little ones sitting in the stroller, looking curiously at Lin Caiwei and them eating with fingers in their mouths.
"Come, eat some pumpkin", Lin Caiwei couldn't see the two little guys staring at her with big eyes, and blew the steamed rotten pumpkin and put it in the little guy's mouth.
After Xiao Tingfeng finished eating, his mouth opened wide and his eyes were round, as if to say what is this? It was so delicious, I was stunned~
His reaction made the whole family laugh, and Lin Caiwei couldn't help but feed the two little ones a few more bites.
"Isn't it time to feed them complementary food? After all, they're half a year old."
"Yes, eat a lot and grow stronger", Lin Aiguo took his wife's words and said.
"Hear me, little ones, you're blessed from tomorrow", Lin Caiwei stopped feeding the pumpkins and shook their little fat hands.
Guan Lanfen watched her husband interact with her three children, and the original cold feeling in her heart faded little by little, her husband and children are her most important family, others... She didn't want to care.
After dinner, the rare family didn't watch TV, because Guan Lanfen was reading the books written by Lin Caiwei in the living room on the second floor, and Lin Aiguo was reading a few books recommended by Lin Caiwei in the study.
Lin Caiwei is naturally writing a novel, and she can write 550,000 words if she stays up late tonight, and she plans to copy a copy tomorrow and send it out.
Although the 550,000-word book was only halfway written, it was enough for them to publish two.
With the night incense brought by the night breeze and the insects and frogs chirping outside the window, Lin Caiwei's thoughts were like springs, brushing and writing hard, and a beautiful font flowed out of her pen.
Time passed, and the lights on the second floor had long since gone out, and the lights on the third floor did not go out until just after one o'clock in the evening.
After a good night's sleep, Lin Caiwei's mind was full of the plot of the book, and she even dreamed that she was incarnated as a character of the book, traveling all over the world.
The next day, Lin Caiwei and Huang Chuling made an appointment to go to the Tianyue Piano Store in Mengcheng, she carried the violin on her back, put the manuscript in her backpack, and planned to go to the city to copy it.
"Weiwei, next week is going to have a May Day holiday, what are your plans?", Huang Chuling and Lin Caiwei walked side by side, turned their heads and asked.
"What else can I do, I don't want to go anywhere, I just go to accompany my grandma and grandpa, see my grandparents and grandparents, write and paint at home, and practice the piano"
Huang Chuling shook his head, sighed old-fashionedly and said, "Young people nowadays live more like an old man than an old man. ”
Lin Caiwei raised her hand and was a burst.
"Ouch, Stinky Weiwei, why don't you call Sisi and Xiaoqian, how about we go to your house to play at the Mengcheng Academy branch together?"
"Please, Vivi~"
"Yes, each of you has to finish reading a copy of "The Reader" this holiday, and if you agree, you will make a deal. ”
Huang Chuling was stunned when she heard it, but after a while, she sold the other two, "Okay, I agreed for them, hehe!"
Lin Caiwei is actually very happy in her heart, she has made progress by herself, and naturally she also wants to make progress with her friends, especially Huang Chuling, she doesn't want her to get married after a few years of junior high school, the world has not seen it, how can she be willing to live a life of vegetables, rice, oil and salt.
In Tianyue Qin Shop, Wen Pei's temperament is still so gentle and charming as always, most of the time she can be seen wearing cheongsam and light makeup, which is completely different from women who generally do not wear makeup in this era.
Lin Caiwei is sometimes very curious about Wen Pei, she has never seen Wen Pei's family, lover or children, she is always alone.
This is a woman with a story, Lin Caiwei retracted her thoughts and played the violin intently, her lesson time has increased from one hour to two hours.
"Yes Weiwei, after studying for more than a year, there has been such a big progress, usually you must practice very hard."
Wen Pei likes hard-working and diligent children the most, among the students she teaches, Lin Caiwei is her favorite one, knowledgeable, not arrogant or impatient, not at all like children of this age, always quiet but not lacking in humor.
Lin Caiwei's current violin level can almost catch up with those children who are talented and have studied for more than two years.
"Mr. Wen, this is my own white fungus porridge and shrimp dumplings, please be sure to accept it~"
"Then I'm welcome, Weiwei's craftsmanship is always so good, the teacher likes it very much, thank you!"
Huang Chuling over there also stopped practicing, she knew that she was going to leave at this time, and the two of them said goodbye to their respective teachers and left the piano shop.
Wen Pei had been standing at the door and watching Lin Caiwei's news disappear before turning back. (To be continued.) )