Huang Mingyue is really glad that she learned these messy things in her previous life because of boredom. She steadily poured the boiling water into the teapot www.biquge.info watched the Pu'er tea slowly unfold in the boiling water, and couldn't help but recall Pan Lizhen's ugly face when Huang Yiqing called her into the study alone after dinner.

Huang Yiqing is a very contradictory person, he doesn't like the weak, but occasionally sympathizes with the weak, especially when the weak still pleases him.

This study has a glass curtain wall facing the small garden, and when it is dark, you can see the general outline of the small garden by the bright or obscure floor lamps outside.

Huang Mingyue picked up the teapot very elegantly and poured a cup of tea soup. Needless to say, this tea is also a good tea, the soup color is red and clear, the aroma is restrained and mellow, at least it is an old tea of more than eight years. Pu'er tea is getting older and more fragrant, but Huang Mingyue feels that she can't wait. She is not Pan Lizhen's opponent if she is dormant for another three or two years, and she is even more afraid that these three or two years will wear out her sharpness, so she has to take some dangerous moves.

"Dad, the tea is ready."

Huang Yiqing turned around from the glass curtain wall, sat down beside Huang Mingyue, picked up the teacup, sniffed it carefully, and then drank it in three sips, and praised: "Mingyue, your tea-making skills are good." ”

"It's not that my craftsmanship is good, it's that this tea is good, or that a layman can make a good pot of tea even if he comes to make it." Huang Mingyue poured another cup for Huang Yiqing.

"You're just too modest, and you don't know who you learned from." Huang Yiqing took out another teacup, "Come on, you drink too, drink with me." ”

Huang Mingyue obediently poured a cup for herself, and the heat of the tea soup passed through the wall of the cup, burning her palms hotly.

The father and daughter drank tea silently, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, as if something invisible and untouchable was lying between them.

Huang Yiqing drank tea and carefully observed his daughter. Huang Mingyue was born very well, her face was small, her eyebrows were bright and prominent, and her chin was pointy with a sense of stubbornness, but she lowered her eyebrows and was careful under the fence.

She is not like Shen Yunfang, but there is Shen Yunfang's shadow everywhere.

Huang Mingyue has already brewed the fourth pot of tea, no matter how good this tea is, the taste is a little light. Good tea should be drunk while it is hot, and the iron should be struck while the iron is hot. Huang Mingyue knew that Huang Yiqing's attention to her was rising steadily on this day, and her favorability was also rising.

Now should be a good opportunity to get something she deserves, like ......

"Bang!" The door to the study was pushed open.

The father and daughter raised their heads in unison.

Pan Lizhen's expression was a little unnatural, her gaze first fell on Huang Mingyue's body, and then suspiciously circled around the tea set on the small table twice.

"Yiqing, do you want to let Mother Xu prepare some sweet soup for you?"

"No, I'll be fine with tea." Huang Yiqing raised the teacup in his hand, "Do you want to drink some too?" ”

"Tea? I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep after drinking at night. Pan Lizhen stared fiercely at Huang Mingyue, who was silent, and the smile on her face was exaggerated and a little stiff, "Then I'll go upstairs first." ”

"Hmm."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Pan Lizhen paused, and then said, "Anna asked Lawyer Jin to take it out." "It looks like there's a bit of a fledge.

"Hmm." Huang Yiqing nodded, indicating that he understood.

Huang Mingyue's hand holding the teapot shook, and a drop of tea soup spilled outside the teacup, and she laughed secretly in her heart. Put down the teapot, and when you take the teacup, you will wipe the palm of your hand on the drop of tea soup, wiping your heart without a trace.

He asked her out, and what did he have to do with her?

Pan Lizhen was a little dissatisfied with Huang Yiqing's cold attitude, she felt that it was necessary for Huang Yiqing to figure out which was the daughter he raised in the palm of his hand since childhood.

The door to the study was shut, and the awkward atmosphere in the room seemed to have ceased to exist because of Pan Lizhen's agitation.

"Your aunt is such a fiery character." I don't know why Huang Yiqing's words carried a faint apology.

Huang Mingyue sensitively received his apology: "Auntie takes care of me. She didn't say that Pan Lizhen was very good to her, but changed another word, she believed that Huang Yiqing could hear the difference.

"Hmm." Huang Yiqing nodded, threw away the topic that made them all feel uncomfortable and unpleasant, and asked, "You cook very well, did you deliberately learn it?" ”

That's to the point.

"It's not good, and I don't know what my dad likes to eat, so I picked a few good things to make." Huang Mingyue smiled innocently, "Mingchuan also likes to eat dried plum vegetables and pork, but he prefers to eat the dried plum vegetables inside." My mother didn't let him eat more, saying that it was plum vegetables scraping oil, so he secretly ate it behind my mother's back. This is the first time Huang Mingyue has found an opportunity to mention Shen Yunfang in front of Huang Yiqing, the ex-wife he forgot in S Town.

"Oh, really?" Huang Yiqing was a little sneering.

Huang Mingyue continued heartlessly: "My mother's dried plum vegetables are the most fragrant. But she hasn't been exposed to the sun for a long time, her back is not good, and it's inconvenient to move the dried plum vegetables up and down, so she just wants to eat it occasionally, so she asks her neighbors for something. Huang Mingyue firmly believes that Huang Yiqing should have eaten the plum cabbage button meat made by Shen Yunfang himself, and the taste should be deeply embedded in Huang Yiqing's memory like the fat of pork belly seeping into the plum vegetables.

Sure enough, Huang Yiqing hesitated for a long time and asked cautiously: "Your mother, are you okay?" ”

Huang Mingyue lowered her eyes, and her eyes were slightly red: "There is nothing good or bad." "It's not going to be good.

"Oh-" Huang Yiqing's voice was a little stunned, after all, Shen Yunfang had nothing to be sorry for him, and he also cultivated a pair of children of famous university graduates for him.

"There are a lot of things in school, my mother has to be strong, everything is supported by herself, the health has been a little bad in the past two years, when it comes to autumn or tide weather, my back hurts, and I often take two painkillers to resist it."

"Then why don't you go to the hospital to have a look?"

Huang Mingyue glanced at it reproachfully, and said softly: "My mother is afraid of spending money, and besides, the family has provided for us for four years, and there is really no money." This is true, but Huang Mingyue is a little exaggerated.

"Oh-" I don't know why Huang Yiqing is a little sad in his heart, Shen Yunfang is such a character, he will never take care of himself, the three of them mother and son should not have an easy time in the past 20 years.

"My mother also helps people make up classes on weekends, and picks up some manual work at night to subsidize some household expenses, Mingchuan and I both asked her not to do it, she will still do it secretly behind our backs......"

"Your mother didn't think about finding another one?" Huang Yiqing interrupted Huang Mingyue's words very abruptly.

Huang Mingyue was stunned, she originally just wanted to take this opportunity to win more sympathy from Huang Yiqing, but she didn't expect him to care more than she thought.

Remarry? Huang Mingyue believes that Shen Yunfang has never thought about this, and it can also be said that after divorcing Huang Yiqing twenty years ago, she should have made up her mind to be single for the rest of her life.

It stands to reason that a young and gentle woman with a stable job, even with a pair of oil bottles, is not too difficult to remarry. Since Huang Mingyue can remember, there have been people in the family who have come up to match the matchmaker, but they have all been sent away by Shen Yunfang under the pretext of "the child is too young". This year has passed, and almost everyone in the town knows that Teacher Shen Yunfang of the town center primary school has no plans to start a family again, so those well-meaning or troublesome people have slowly dispelled the idea of matching for her.

Huang Mingyue shook her head: "No, she never told us this. I remember once my distant aunt persuaded my mother, and my mother got angry with her and didn't talk to her for several years. ”

"Is it for you and Mingchuan?" Huang Yiqing has heard a lot of such things, it is nothing more than that a single mother is afraid that her stepfather will not be good to her young children after remarriage, so she works hard until her children reach adulthood. Huang Yiqing believes that Shen Yunfang will make such a sacrifice for the sake of a pair of children.

"It's not." Huang Mingyue shook her head firmly.

"Isn't it?" Huang Yiqing was a little surprised, "Is there no suitable candidate?" ”

Huang Mingyue shook her head again. Over the years, there has been no shortage of suitors around Shen Yunfang, and some of the conditions are not bad. She remembered that when she was in the sixth grade of primary school, there was a widowed deputy mayor of the town who often used excuses to come to her house to sit, but Shen Yunfang has always been lukewarm, and people just gave up. Uncle Long, only Uncle Long remains, who has been persistently pursuing Shen Yunfang all these years and has never given up. It's been ten years, and even a stone should be hot, but Shen Yunfang has never been unapologetic to Uncle Long......

Of course, these are Shen Yunfang's secrets, and Huang Mingyue will not reveal them to Huang Yiqing.

"Why does your mother have to suffer herself like this, alas!" Huang Yiqing had several contacts with Shen Yunfang after that, but that was when Huang Mingyue was dying in the special needs ward. Although Shen Yunfang has worked hard for half her life, she speaks and acts gently, although she has not maintained it much, but her figure and appearance have left a little shadow of her youth. If she wanted to, she should marry well.

"If I say my mom is like this because of you, would you believe it?" Huang Mingyue released a big killer move.

"For me?" Huang Yiqing's face was full of shock, and it took him half a day to recover, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's impossible, it's too late for her to hate me." ”

Huang Yiqing probably didn't even notice that his address to Shen Yunfang had changed from "your mother" to "she", and when he read this "she", there was a hint of lingering compassion between his lips and teeth.

Huang Mingyue looked over Huang Yiqing's shoulder, looked at the small garden with flowers and trees outside the glass curtain wall, and her voice was a little sour: "I knew you wouldn't believe it." When I was a child, Mingchuan and I were ignorant, and we were bullied outside, and when we came home, we pestered my mother and cried and shouted for my father. My mom always hugged one of them, helped us wipe away our tears, and then told us ......"

"Tell you what?" Although Huang Yiqing is a negative man, he is still a little self-deceiving, and he doesn't want to be the image of Chen Shimei in the minds of his children.

"My mom told us that our dad was better than the dad of these kids, and that he was just going to a far, far away place temporarily, and he worked very hard and hard just to buy us little gauze skirts and little planes." Huang Mingyue's voice was a little choked.

Huang Yiqing was silent, he had never done anything for the twin daughters, not even a small toy with rough workmanship. He remembered that Anna had countless beautiful dresses and countless Barbie dolls in her childhood, but Mingyue Mingchuan could only draw cakes to satisfy her hunger and hope for plums to quench her thirst.

"Later, after many years, Mingchuan and I no longer like small gauze skirts and small planes, and we didn't wait for Dad." Huang Mingyue secretly paid attention to Huang Yiqing's expression, and adjusted the tone of her voice, "We have been disappointed many times, and we will no longer have any hope." My mom never mentioned you again, but we all knew she still had you in her heart. ”

"Impossible."

Huang Mingyue smiled lightly in her heart, although Huang Yiqing said that it was impossible, she should still expect her to come up with strong evidence to persuade him. Men are like this, even if he abandons a daughter for various reasons, and even finds a new woman, Qin Se and Ming, deep down he must also hope that the woman who has been stained with his traces will be immune to all other men, just for him to have a deep affection.

Huang Mingyue decided to fulfill him, and also fulfilled Shen Yunfang's infatuation for so many years.

"Dad, guess what I found at my mom's bedside during my last winter vacation in college?"

"What?" Huang Yiqing was obviously a little nervous, he couldn't imagine that he and Shen Yunfang had any personal tokens.

"There's two things hidden by my mother's bedside." Huang Mingyue seemed to return to the night that shocked her, "It's the same family photo I took with Mingchuan in the 100th day, that old photo should have been seen by my mother countless times, and the photos are a little yellow and wrinkled." ”

Huang Yiqing remembered in a trance that there was such a family photo. At that time, he was holding a pink-carved child on his side, and his sweet and virtuous wife snuggled up to him, and there seemed to be nothing more satisfying to him in the world.

"There's also a thick financial magazine." Huang Mingyue paused deliberately.

"Financial magazines?"

Huang Mingyue's eyes turned red again: "This is not an ordinary financial magazine, that issue happened to be a cover made of my father's photo." ”

Huang Yiqing received a fatal blow in the chest, and a tenderness flowed uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart, softening his nerves that had hardened because he was used to seeing deceit. This kind of impact is no less than Xue Pinggui, who returned to his hometown in fine clothes, and saw Wang Baochuan who had been guarding the cold kiln for 18 years.

Huang Yiqing's vanity as a man has been greatly satisfied, and at the same time, satisfaction is followed by an indescribable guilt. He has always been vigorous and resolute in the market, never owes anything to others, and never gives anything to others. However, he felt that the heavy emotional debt he owed Shen Yunfang should not be able to be repaid in his lifetime.

"Good work!" Huang Yiqing reached out and patted Huang Mingyue's hand, I don't know if he was talking about Shen Yunfang or her and Mingchuan.

Huang Mingyue didn't say anything, just let the tears circulate in her eyes at the right time.

There are some words, one time is enough. Talking too much, Huang Mingyue is still afraid of being disgusting to herself! (To be continued.) )