The South Wind Blows
The South Wind Blows
Knowing the empty valley is the year of the 08 Olympics, when Nanfeng was busy serving the customers in the store, he found a foreign guy standing outside the door for a long time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Hollow Valley is a standard British guy with blond hair and blue eyes and a fluent London accent that fascinates people as soon as they hear it.
But Nanfeng couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of his first impression on her.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is unkempt, and Nanfeng, who has been tempered by modern indifference, still can't help but soften his heart.
From noon to the end of their business, Nanfeng couldn't help but walk out.
"Come in".
Nanfeng was afraid that he could not understand Chinese, so he compared the gesture of entering the door.
Kutani obediently followed, sitting motionless in his chair, looking very well-behaved.
"Thank you".
"So you can speak Chinese?"
"Hmm".
The conversation was brief, and Nanfeng had a rough idea in his heart.
I poured him a glass of boiled water and went into the back kitchen to get busy. It won't let him starve to death.
When he returned, he had drunk the cup of happiness in front of him, but the man was still sitting upright in his chair and motionless.
"Eat".
Nanfeng put down the hot noodle soup in his hand, and helped him get a pair of chopsticks and a fork by the way.
Thinking that he would choose a fork, Nanfeng looked at the "foreigner" who skillfully picked up chopsticks in front of him with some surprise. only to find out that his chopsticks were similar to hers.
gave a bowl of noodles, and Nanfeng didn't pay attention to him, but took care of himself and worked on the materials he needed to prepare tomorrow.
Business has been good lately, and if she doesn't prepare in advance, she will be busy tomorrow.
It had been an hour since I was busy, and when I looked up, I found that the foreign guy had disappeared.
On the table was a note he had left on it, which said that the only English that Nanfeng knew, thanks.
Nanfeng looked at the note, smiled and left this person behind, after all, there are too many passers-by of this kind, even if they are impressive, they will all be forgotten after a long time.
The shop is closed, and she has to hurry back to take care of her little baby, and there is time to remember a stranger, so it is better to leave more time for her baby daughter.
Nuo Nuo is three years old, and it is the time when she is naughty, but she has to send Nuo Nuo to school in order to make a living.
Nanfeng is not a qualified mother, and she can't give her daughter a complete family.
However, Nanfeng, like all single mothers, no matter how hard and tired they are, everything is worth it for the sake of their children.
Looking at the dark sky, Nanfeng couldn't help but speed up his pace, Nuo Nuo must be clamoring for her mother at this time.
Nanfeng looked down at the time, and was even more anxious, if it was possible, she would like to be like an ordinary mother, leaving all her time to her daughter and sharing every bit of her daughter.
The street lamp in front of Ms. Wen's door is orange, and it looks unusually warm, just as gentle as her name.
As soon as Nanfeng pressed the doorbell, she saw a gust of wind rushing into her arms, who was it not her little Nuonuo.
It's just that the snot on her face is very uncute, but it melts Nanfeng's heart, at least, in her daughter's heart, she is heaven.
Nanfeng put the purple rice dumplings prepared early in the morning in front of the glutinous glutinous, and each one was delicate and cute, which made people have an appetite at a glance.
"Mama, want, want".
Nuo Nuo slurred her hand and wanted to eat, but unfortunately she didn't know enough words, and she could only express those few words.
In this way, it also made Nanfeng happy for a long time, and her daughter would talk more and more.
The atmosphere is warm and yearning.
After calming Xiao Nuonuo to sleep, Nanfeng finally had some time to rest, and she wrote a journal into the space.
This is her long-standing habit, this habit is developed because of glutinous, at first, Nanfeng just wanted to record the mood changes during pregnancy, but I didn't expect it, but I couldn't stop.
The days always alternate day after day, and the south wind still sticks to her peaceful days brick by brick.
After a long time, she even forgot the appearance of the foreign guy she helped not long ago.
"You are?"
Nanfeng looked at the handsome guy in front of him with some doubts, and really didn't think of where he had seen him.
"I'm Hollow Valley!"
“……”
She didn't ask for a name, Nanfeng looked at the strange man in front of her with some depression who was hindering her work.
"I'm Hollow Valley!"
Kutani's eyes looked at the south wind brightly, twinkling like the starry sky in summer, dazzling and charming.
If it was five or six years ago, Nanfeng would have been absolutely fascinated, but unfortunately, she doesn't have a good impression of men now.
"If you're not here to eat, then please go out."
Nanfeng didn't want to know his name, even though it sounded so tight that it made a lot of impressions.
It's like the owner of the name......
It's just that putting aside the beauty, the south wind has returned to its former indifference, just like wearing a mask and not being close to people.
"I'm Hollow Valley!"
Kugu insisted on repeating the same sentence, then took out a hundred yuan from his arms, and stuffed it into Nanfeng's hand without saying a word.
Leaving the stunned south wind, looking at the back that had long disappeared in a daze.
"Hostess, hostess......"
"Oops, hey, here we are!"
The store was full of customers, and there was really no time to be distracted.
After a while, Nanfeng picked up the hundred in his arms, and wrote Dou Da's thanks on the back.
"It's him!"
Memories come back, but there are also some ironic ones.
The wind blew outside the window, and it also blew away the worries of the south wind, and the fate of life is still so wonderful. But it makes her look forward to a new day!