225: A man's bed is cold

The Lu family

Lu Donghua returned home uneasy, and when he entered the door, there was no unexpected questioning, but a sumptuous meal, but Mu Sihan, who was supposed to be waiting at home, was nowhere to be seen.

What's going on?

Lu Donghua packed up his luggage and coat, went to Mu Sihan's room and knocked on the door, but there was no movement.

He wondered, what the hell was this woman doing?

He didn't think too much about it when he was irritable, so he sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, and Song Qingyun's alienated words and unfamiliar eyes kept flashing in his mind.

smoked one cigarette after another, and all of a sudden, the whole living room was filled with a thick smell of smoke, but this did not relieve the irritability in his heart, but the whole person became more irritable.

"Dad..."

At the staircase, Lu Huai'an and Mu Sihan went down the stairs with a happy face, Mu Sihan looked at Lu Donghua who was smoking, and an unknown streamer crossed his eyes.

"I'm back, I haven't been able to call you, is it that there are too many people at the airport, I haven't heard it?"

Lu Donghua smoked for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Mu Sihan, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Spring Festival, there are many people returning to their hometowns." As he spoke, he puffed out the end of his cigarette.

He felt that today's Mu Sihan was a little abnormal.

In normal times, she had already questioned herself, why was she so kind today?

Is it because of the holidays?

"Donghua, my son's clothes are not good-looking, they are too temperamental." Mu Sihan pulled Lu Huai'an and gestured happily in front of Lu Donghua.

Lu Donghua took a serious look, only to find that his son was wearing new clothes, and immediately appreciated, "Yes, very energetic." โ€

It was rare to see the two not quarrel when they met, and Lu Huai'an's heart relaxed slightly.

"It's not that I look good, it's that my mother's eyes are good." Lu Huai'an smiled, "Dad, Mom also bought it for you, you will try it later." โ€

"Okay." Lu Donghua was a little unaccustomed, "Let's eat first, it's not early." โ€

A meal, not to mention that it is enjoyable, but there is no gunsmoke, Mu Sihan has a smile on his face, Lu Donghua has never been accustomed to Mu Sihan's abnormality, and he always feels that this woman is brewing something.

After the meal, Lu Donghua couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and called Lu Huaian to the study.

"Huai'an, what's wrong with your mother lately, it seems that something is wrong." Lu Donghua sat on the leather chair and opened his mouth suspiciously.

Lu Huai'an's eyes were slightly cold, "Dad, don't you like your mother to make trouble unreasonably, what's the matter, you don't feel comfortable if she doesn't make trouble?" โ€

Lu Donghua choked, and his face was a little stiff.

He is indeed a little uncomfortable, her unreasonable troubles have lasted for more than 20 years, it is impossible to change a person in these days, he feels that there must be something greasy in it.

Seeing this, the corners of Lu Huai'an's mouth twitched, "I will have a reunion dinner at home tomorrow night, as for this matter, let's watch it, just don't be absent when taking family photos." โ€

Looking at the closed door, Lu Donghua felt that his son didn't seem to treat him very well.

******

"Ah Zheng, where is your ninth uncle, why haven't you come back after this order?" Qin Lao asked Rong Zheng.

I said that I would have dinner together in the evening, but now it is past nine o'clock, and there is no one at all, and the food left for him on the dinner table is so cold that it is almost lumpy.

Rong Zheng played the game and said heartlessly, "I'm not his shadow, how do I know?" โ€

Where did Uncle Nine go, and where could he, a nephew, control?

Hearing this, Qin Lao's eyes widened, "Wasn't you talking to him just now?" โ€

With a wave of the crutch, the mobile phone in Rong Zheng's hand fell onto the sofa, and when he slid down, his fingers moved to the button, and the sound of the game came out.

Rong Zheng looked at the old man, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Old man, the ninth uncle is so old, don't you ask him about his whereabouts all day long, okay?" โ€

He also needs personal space, not to mention that people have families, where they are like him, a single dog, it doesn't matter where they stay.

Also, you are old, do you have a problem with your ears, if so, go and see it immediately.

Fang Cai's call was obviously from his father, why did he hear that it was your son calling, I think my son wants to go crazy, right?

Looking at Nuoda's living room, just the two of them, it's really a little desolate.

The aunts have all gone to the movies, and he is a single dog accompanied by an old man, this picture, no matter how you look at it, I can't bear to look at it directly.

"How old is he and Lao Tzu's son, Lao Tzu asked what happened to his son's whereabouts." The old man roared.

Rong Zheng picked up the phone and stopped talking, because he had nothing to say, clicked on the game and continued to play.

Seeing this, Qin Lao was angry in his heart, raised his crutches again, and Rong Zheng's mobile phone landed gloriously again.

Rong Zheng raised his eyebrows, looking at Qin Lao, who was blowing his beard and glaring, he almost burst into a foul mouth...

I'll go, you old man, do you want me to have a beard for you to settle down, master, I played the game well, what's in your way?

At this time, the sound of a car was heard outside, and then the headlights shone on.

When Qin Mo came in, he saw an old man and a young man glaring at each other.

"What, to participate in an international competition?" Qin Mo took off his coat and opened his mouth coolly.

As soon as the words came out, the two of them closed their eyes, and the old man snorted coldly.

"Have you eaten?" Qin Lao's gaze moved to Qin Mo's body and he was the first to speak.

"yes." Rong Zheng echoed, "Uncle Jiu, have you eaten, if not, I'll go and heat the dish for you." โ€

Looking at Qin Mo's dusty appearance, Rong Zheng's eyes scanned up and down.

Did you send your little aunt back to T City?

If yes, that's too competent.

"I've eaten it." Qin Mo replied lightly.

Eaten?

Rong Zheng raised his eyebrows, wasn't it for the little aunt?

Did he guess wrong?

*****

"Mom, we poured a basin of cold water on her, will it be fine?"

After Huang Yingying and Zhang Limei returned home, what lingered in Huang Yingying's mind was the picture of An Yining being splashed, I don't know why, I felt a little uneasy.

On a snowy day, just touching the cold water with her hands, she will feel a biting chill, such a big basin of cold water, poured down from her head, just looking at it, she feels cold and cold.

"What can happen?" Zhang Limei glared at her angrily, "You are also a big boss, how can you be so promising, when you go to a big city in the future, how can you compete with the daughters of those rich people, the most important thing to be a person is to have a kind, do you understand?" โ€

Huang Yingying: "..."

She's a woman, how can she have a kind?

She doesn't seem to be sixteen, and now her ID card has not been completed, how can she go to the big city?

Seeing that Huang Yingying didn't speak, Zhang Li didn't get angry again, and reached out and poked her head, "In the future, take a little heart, don't mess up without an accident, even if she is sick and has a fever, it is also her own fault, who let her walk without looking at the road, obviously saw that there was water splashed over and walked hard, and she deserved to be splashed." โ€

"Yes, yes, she brought it on herself." Huang Yingying's perfunctory opening.

was scolded inexplicably, poked in the head, and she was not in a good mood.

"It's okay to go to bed quickly, your dad is going to poke mahjong tonight, tomorrow and the two of us will go to sell things, and close the stall in the afternoon."

"Mom..." Huang Yingying heard that she was going to see the store, and her face wrinkled.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Limei looked at her angrily, "Don't think about being lazy, tomorrow is the last day, everyone comes to buy melon seeds and peanuts or something, busy." โ€

The amount of money received in the past few days is good, and after these few days, the business has cooled down, and she has to take the opportunity to make more money.

The surname Huang is not there, she wants to take the opportunity to draw a few red ones, and it is good to keep the first and second years of junior high school to play mahjong.

Hearing this, Huang Yingying spilled her teeth and claws on the sofa, "I'm not going, I'm not going." โ€

Tomorrow, the people of the An family will definitely come out to buy things, if she is seen, she will not be beaten and will be scolded a few words, there are so many people on the street for the New Year, she doesn't want to lose face once.

Last time, she was laughed at by her friends for a while, so embarrassed.

"What you say, you're saying it once." Zhang Limei glared angrily and reached out to her ear, "Do you want to rebel?" โ€

Huang Yingying's whole face wrinkled in pain, "Let go, I told you to let go." โ€

A sharp voice sounded in the room, and Huang Yingying struggled and resisted.

Zhang Limei let go of her hand abruptly and looked at her angrily, "The surname Huang gambles all day long, let's not take the opportunity to work hard, let alone pool money for you to go to the big city, I'm afraid there will be no fare at that time, and you still say you don't want to go?" โ€

Huang Yingying glared and touched her ears, and her tone was not good, "Isn't it okay for me to go?" โ€

*****

Ander and An Rui watched An Yining drink a few glasses of ginger water before letting her go upstairs to rest.

In the living room of Nuoda, only father and son are left.

The lighter ignited a blue spark, the smoke was ignited, and then, the smoke was filled, and both father and son were smoking.

"Dad, this thing can't be counted like this, it's a big New Year, it's a cold day, it's been splashed like this, I can't swallow this breath." Anrui took a hard puff of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke fiercely.

Ander snuffed off the cigarette butt, "Ming'er called your aunt, you two go together to ask for an explanation, even if it is scolding or beating, we can't let her be bullied in vain." โ€

"Hmph." An Rui snorted coldly, "This time it's a woman, and I can't make a mistake, don't think that I won't dare to do her like this, moral kidnapping or something, I really don't care about it, it's a big deal that we sell the house in the future, go to live in another city, and see that woman here all day long, it's fucking disgusting." โ€

The more An Rui spoke, the more angry he became, and finally threw the cigarette butt out of the distance.

"Just talk about it tomorrow, don't do it, it's the New Year, and everyone won't look good if something happens." Ender reminds.

Hearing this, An Rui frowned, "Dad, you just want too much, just kick her twice or something, she called the police, and the police won't file a case." โ€

The police in the town, to put it bluntly, eat dry food.

Something like a fight, as long as no one is killed, the police generally don't care.

******

Not long after An Yining went upstairs, her mobile phone rang, and when she took it out, she saw that it was Qin Mo calling.

Looking at the beating screen, An Yining hesitated for a long time before answering the phone.

"Yi Ning, what are you doing now?" Qin Mo's low voice came from the phone.

An Yining held her mobile phone while looking in the mirror, and took a sip of warm water before speaking, "I'm on chuang, ready to rest, what time will you be home?" โ€

I don't know why, when she heard Qin Mo's voice, her eyes suddenly turned red again, her voice was very hoarse, and her voice was very nasal.

Sensing that her voice was unpleasant, An Yining hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes and said in a hurry, "Oh, the signal at home is not good, let's WeChat." โ€

When he wanted to hang up the phone, Qin Mo's concerned voice came from the phone, "Wife, do you have a cold, why is your voice so hoarse?" โ€

It's okay in the morning, why is her voice so hoarse now, and she seems to be crying.

Qin Mo frowned, very worried.

"It's snowing a lot here, and I've been blowing the wind outside for a while, but I didn't expect it to be so strict."

Lying or something, An Yining is not good at it, and the reasons she finds are also very lame, but these are not things, the key is that her crying is getting heavier and heavier, and finally her voice is choked and she can't speak.

Hearing the cry, Qin Mo frowned, "Wife, what's wrong, why are you crying, en?" โ€

The softer Qin Mo's voice was, the more concerned he was, the more An Yining's tears fell.

She didn't want to cry, but when she heard Qin Mo's voice, she couldn't control herself, and her tears flowed like that. seems to be full of grievances, in front of him, she can vent to her heart's content.

On the phone, there were intermittent sobs, and every sound made his heart ache.

What's wrong with her, is she sick or has she been wronged in some way?

Qin Mo's heart was very anxious, "Wife, don't cry, if you have something to tell your husband, your husband will help you share it, eh?" โ€

Xian Shao saw her crying, the first time I saw her crying sadly was the night she went to socialize and get drunk last time, at that time, she cried sadly, cried desperately, this time, she cried so wronged.

Qin Mo felt that the most powerless time he could do was to watch her cry, but he couldn't alleviate her pain.

"Nothing." An Yining took out a tissue to wipe her tears and sniffed, "I just miss you." โ€

Such a wolf bรจi's encounter, she would not tell Qin Mo.

It's just that the person who knows An Yining in the world is not An Rui, nor Ande, but Qin Mo.

He knew that An Yining could talk about things to people outside, and he would do whatever he wanted, and he would definitely not be soft. Compared with Mother He, He Jiandong, Ling Lu, she won't say anything when she is in prison, but her heart has always been soft to her relatives, and even a word of inadvertence or a trivial matter can make her sad.

Qin Mo let out a laugh, "That's it, I thought someone was bullying you." โ€

She didn't want to say it, and he wouldn't be asking, but he could ask An Rui about it, and his brother-in-law would definitely sue him.

An Yining: "..."

Qin Mo, do you want to be so sensitive?

I said I miss you, what else do you want?

Half a sound was not heard, Qin Mo spoke unhurriedly, "Wife, did you suffer any grievances or who bullied you, sue your husband, my husband will help you get angry, en?" โ€

Hearing this, An Yining couldn't stand it a little, took a deep breath, and said half-truthfully, "Someone is indeed bullying me." โ€

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Who?" โ€

Anrui, that can't be?

Ender, that can't be either?

Who would that be?

"You."

Qin Mo: "..."

Why did he bully her?

Halfway through, Qin Mo found his voice, "Wife, it's too late for me to hurt you, how can I bully you?" โ€

Suddenly, An Yining snorted, "People buy new clothes for their girlfriends during the New Year, but you didn't buy them for me, isn't this bullying me stupid?" โ€

Qin Mo: "..."

Usually he buys a lot, but he didn't prepare in advance for the festival this time, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"So, wife, have you eaten?" Qin Mo unnaturally changed the subject.

"Yes." An Yining nodded, a little like laughing, "I had an extra dinner tonight." โ€

As soon as she finished speaking, she sneezed, and her saliva spilled on the screen of her mobile phone.

His face was embarrassed, did he hear it?

"Yi Ning, you, are you okay?" It seems that it is really a cold.

An Yining looked at the phone in a daze, her palm was still covering her mouth, and when she heard a voice from the microphone, she put the phone to her ear, "It's okay." โ€

"The temperature in T city is below zero, remember to cover the quilt more, well, and, drink more water."

"Got it."

"Yi Ning, you're not here, what should I do if I can't sleep?"

At the last moment, An Yining was still warm to his words, but at this moment, her face was a little stiff, because such words were too familiar, and there were other hints in them.

An Yining: "..."

How would she answer that?

If she says cold salad, it seems that her girlfriend is not very competent, if you can't sleep, then you can do something else, but, if you really say that, Qin Mo will definitely say, you are not there, I just want to do it, it is not realistic.

So, no matter how she answered, it was not good.

Not answering is also the best answer.

After not receiving an answer for a long time, Qin Mo spoke up again, "Mrs. Qin, Mr. Qin asked you something." โ€

An Yining: "..."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, "Miss An, Mr. Qin said that he misses you, don't you miss him?" โ€

An Yining: "..."

I don't want to.

"Mrs. Qin, a person's quilt is very cold, what should I do?"

An Yining was speechless for a while, biting her lip, her voice depressed, "Mr. Qin, did you drink tonight?" โ€

Alone, what are you thinking?

I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I said this, I didn't want her to sleep well, didn't I?

Did you drink too much or borrowed wine?

"Yes." Qin Mo's voice was pleasant, "Not only did I drink it, but I drank too much, and now my mind is full of you, but the quilt is still very cold." โ€

An Yining's face turned hot, and he shouted in a low voice, "Qin Mo..."

Can this person be serious?

I can't sleep anymore, I still want to pull her along, it's really messy.

Qin Mo snickered, "Wife, can you send a selfie over and let your husband relieve the pain of lovesickness?" โ€

"Didn't you take a sneak peek before?"

The corners of Qin Mo's mouth hooked, "Wife, you can send one, it's best not to wear it." โ€

Hearing this, An Yining gritted her teeth and hung up the phone.

Gritting his teeth, his face was red, but he secretly scolded in his heart: Qin Mo, you are a rogue, a hooligan, shameless, shameless

If you drink too much, you can still think so much, why don't you just drink to death.

If Qin Mo heard her heart, he would definitely answer like this: If you drink too much, you will naturally think more, if you think too much, you will naturally not be able to sleep, if you can't sleep, you will naturally miss you, and if you miss you, you will naturally think....

******

Not long after Qin Mo hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door, and immediately after, Rong Zheng's voice came through the door.

"Uncle Nine, open the door, I'll bring you brewed egg flowers."

Outside the door, Rong Zheng was holding a bowl of boiled egg drops in sweet wine that was still steaming. Actually, he had been waiting outside for a while, and when he heard Uncle Nine asking for photos with his little aunt, he felt that Uncle Nine was too sao.

You are a cold emperor, you closed the door, and you became a sao man in minutes.

It is said that a woman's love is the process of gradually turning a frog into a prince, how did you come here, and you became a loyal dog, not only the love words are so smooth, but even the invitation of love is said so tactfully, he has goosebumps all over his body.

On a cold day, the indoor temperature is 25 degrees Celsius, and you actually open your eyes and talk nonsense, saying that the bed is cold, hey, you simply say that I am lonely, lonely, I am empty, empty, I am cold, I need comfort, so it is a little easier.

"Come in." Qin Mo put down his phone and squinted at Rong Zheng who came in with a smile, "Something?" โ€

Rong Zheng smiled, "Uncle Jiu, this is the brewed egg flower boiled by the third aunt, I heard that it has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, it is very delicious, you can try it." โ€

Like, the atmosphere is a little wrong.

Could it be that he was eavesdropping outside, and Uncle Nine knew?

After thinking about it, he didn't move, he didn't smile, he shouldn't be.

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes, and his voice was slightly cold, "I'm old, huh?" โ€

The raised tail note had a hint of oppression, Rong Zheng's scalp was numb, and he continued to squeeze out the smiling face, "Hehe, the man is forty-one flowers, you are only thirty-five now, you are the budding youth, how can you be old?" Rong Zheng shook his head, "You are not old, not old at all." โ€

Rong Zheng hurriedly put down the bowl and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Qin Mo glanced at Rong Zheng coldly, took out the small mirror on the cabinet, and after looking at it a few times, he put the mirror down without finding any wrinkles or anything.

As if thinking of something, Qin Mo frowned again.

He looked without wrinkles or spots, but when he thought of An Yining's white and tender little face that was almost out of the water, he felt old.

Most of the clothes that are usually set for her are light and familiar types, but when it comes to her body, they wear a fresh and energetic taste, especially when she laughs, a pair of eyes are bent into a crescent shape, which is very attractive.

If it weren't for the fact that her age was biased towards twenty-six or seventeen, he really felt that the gap between the two was quite big.

Fortunately, the two have been together for so long, and there has been no generation gap for the time being.

Now that Rong Zheng said this, it made him feel a little uncomfortable. If An Yining puts on a little makeup and wears it a little tenderly, she can't tell that she is twenty-three at all, and she has no sense of disobedience when she is eighteen years old.

Thinking that the two were twelve years apart, Qin Mo suddenly worried about his appearance.

Uncle Jiu, what's going on, why did his face change so quickly?

How can a big man care about this?

You are old, that is also the charm four, the uncle who shoots, the little fresh meat is sought after by many people, but most women will choose the uncle to marry, so you still have an advantage.

Big deal, in a few years, you go to break uric acid or something, don't you look younger?

"Uh, Uncle Jiu, didn't you drink too much, just right, this thing can cure hangover."

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes, and his tail note went up, "Oh? โ€

"Hehe, hehe..." Sensing the danger, Rong Zheng smirked.

When he thought that he had retreated to the door unconsciously, suddenly, Qin Mo smiled meaningfully at him.

"Do you want to know, what will I do to the eavesdropper?"

"Hehe...."Rong Zheng continued to smirk, but in fact, his scalp was numb, he wiped the card, the door opened, and at the moment when he wanted to exit, an unknown object flew over.

"Ahh

"Bang..."

Rong Zheng covered his head and went downstairs screaming.

Lonely, empty, cold man, too big temper of her grandmother.

Call... It's really smashed, it's really smashed, it's really smashed so hard...

Rong Zheng was squeezed in the middle of his aunts, looking heartbroken.

Seeing Rong Zheng coming, Qin Yunqing's gaze moved from upstairs to him, "What's the matter?" โ€

There was such a big commotion.

Rong Zheng cleared his throat, "Third aunt, are you sure this brewed egg flower man can drink it?" โ€

Hearing this, Qin Yunqing glanced at Rong Zheng, "Did you take this to your ninth uncle?" โ€

Looking at Qin Yunqing's expression, Rong Zheng nodded.

Can't men eat this thing?

Sweet wine is also wine.

Qin Yunqing held his forehead and glared at him, "You deserve to be cleaned up." โ€

This thing is a good thing for women, so men should not drink it.

Qin Yunrong, who was on the side, saw his son's stupid appearance, and couldn't help but speak, "This thing is usually eaten by women, so it's better for your little aunt to eat." โ€

Rong Zheng opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything, his face was a little natural.

Who said just now that this brewed egg can be strong, Yang is coming, who said it, the master promises not to kill you-

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