"Meng Meng, you are not young, you will graduate in more than a year, do you have no plans for the future?" In the early hours of one morning, Li Meng received a call from his mother, thinking that there was something urgent, but who knew that Meng Ling asked this question in less than two sentences, and he had a tentative tone.

"Plans? Well—I've been wondering lately whether to go on to graduate school or work first. ”

"Alas, I'm not asking about this plan, I'm trying to ask you about your emotional plan. You didn't have a good match in college? ”

“... No. Why did it suddenly occur to ask this? ”

"Today Zhang Jing in our office, your aunt sent me an invitation, her daughter will get married next month, speaking of which, her daughter is a few months younger than you."

"That's why you're urging me?"

"I'm not urging you. You said that you didn't have this mind a few years ago, and I don't object, after all, you were still young at that time, but now you're not big, you can consider this problem, isn't it? Now find a suitable one, and continue to get along for another two or three years after graduation, isn't it just the marriageable age! ”

"Well, let's talk about it later, I want to be free for a few more years."

"Alas, it's free to fall in love. By the way, you're about to take a vacation, go home after the holiday, I have to tell you about this problem, you can't follow your mother's old path, marriage is a big deal, you have to be cautious! ”

"Well, got it. Mom, I have class today, and I'm still sleepy, I'll sleep again. ”

"Oh good, sleep, sleep, you have to think about what I said."

After hanging up the phone, Li Meng was completely sleepy, and what he was most worried about finally came.

In fact, Li Meng knew a long time ago that if one day he really had to face things like falling in love or even marriage, he would never be able to be like a normal person.

When Hu Shasha got up, Li Meng was still taking a bath, so he could only sit outside and wait, and when he turned around, he saw half a cup of brown liquid on the table, and there was a trace of steam, and his saliva suddenly flooded.

"No, I drank American style early in the morning, and the taste was so strong. Tsk, it should cool down when she washes it, so I'll help her drink it first. ”

The liquid entrance is not the taste of American coffee, but adhering to the principle of foodies, Hu Shasha still drank it first before expressing her feelings: "What, it's not the taste of coffee at all." ”

After a while, when Li Meng wiped his hair and came out, he saw the empty cup, and sighed helplessly: "Where is my banlangen?" ”

"What Banlangen?"

"It's the contents of the cup." Li Meng pointed to his empty cup.

"Oh, no wonder, I thought it was coffee at first, but after taking a sip, I felt something was wrong."

"You still drink when you know something is wrong!"

"Although the taste is a little strange, but sweet, I think it's good after a few sips, it turns out that this is the legendary banlan root, I heard that the banlan root boiled instant noodles have been popular in China recently, you give me a few more packs and I'll try it."

"Hu Shasha, you are really, do you want to drink a cup of rat poison when you see it?"

Li Meng felt a little irritable after answering the phone, so he opened the window to breathe, and forgot to turn it off when he fell asleep, and his nose was a little difficult when he woke up, so he took a cup of banlan root to prevent cold, but forgot that there was also a Hu Shasha to prevent it: "You think banlan root is a seasoning, and it can also be used to cook instant noodles, it's medicine, okay!" Li Meng was really going to be laughed at by Hu Shasha, but with such a little episode, his mood was a lot easier.

In her later life, whenever Li Meng encountered troubles and setbacks, she would always be illuminated and warmed by the little sun Hu Shasha, and she sincerely felt that she was very grateful to have a friend like Hu Shasha.

……

Unknowingly, the winter vacation came, and at the request of his mother, Li Meng packed his luggage and flew back to China just after the holiday. When her daughter came home, Meng Ling was very happy, with a bright smile on her face all day.

"Why is Mr. Meng so happy today, and what happy events are there at home?" A colleague in the same office couldn't help but ask.

"Today, my daughter came back from vacation, but I haven't seen it for a long time."

"yes, why don't you cook a few more good dishes tonight?"

"yes, haha."

……

There were a lot of people picking up the airport, but Li Meng still quickly saw his mother standing in front of the crowd and watching, and he hadn't seen him for half a year. ”

Meng Ling hurriedly ran up to help Li Meng pull the box: "Come on, come on, I'll come." You must be tired after sitting on the plane for so long, and I'll make you a few more good dishes to make up for it when you go home. I'll tell you......"

In the past, Meng Ling didn't like to listen to her mother's daily chatter, thinking that those words were not nutritious and a waste of time, but now, listening to her mother's various admonitions and small nagging, Meng Ling suddenly felt very warm and warm. People will eventually have different psychological changes due to the passage of time, and adults are accustomed to calling this phenomenon growth.