After eating, Liu Nan cleaned up the mess, while Song Shuangshuang went to help his mother, and Song Tinghe took Yang Ming to his study.

It is said to be a study, but it is actually a room with only one row of bookshelves. The layout of the room is small, a tea table with a quaint tea set, a few inexpensive calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and there are no classical classics on the shelves, all of which are books on construction engineering and energy

Song Tinghe made tea, Yang Ming looked at him as a way of doing so, but it was not profound.

Yang Ming noticed that Song Tinghe's hands were trembling slightly even when he was pouring tea, which showed that his heart was fluctuating, otherwise how could making tea cause his hands to tremble?

The Chinese people are good at tea ceremony only because tea ceremony is a tea drinking art that can cultivate the mind and maintain health, which contains three meanings: the way of drinking tea, the way of cultivating tea drinking, and the way of drinking tea.

It contains the foundation of tea drinking, the process and the ultimate, similar to life, and the road is applicable.

Obviously, Song Tinghe's mood was not peaceful, so his body exposed his inner fluctuations.

After one technique after another, he finally poured out two cups of tea and put them in front of him and in front of Yang Ming, Song Tinghe took a sip slightly, and then looked up at Yang Ming seriously, his eyes were full of complexity.

"Xiao Ming! Sue Uncle Sù, is it for your parents' business to come back this time? Song Tinghe asked in harmony, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Yang Ming as if he were looking at his own child.

Yang Ming felt Song Tinghe's sincerity, and also took a sip of the teacup, trying to calm his mind as much as possible, and then nodded and said, "Uncle Song." At that time, I was still young, and I always thought that my parents were wrong for a while, but in the past eight years, I realized that my family's living conditions were not bad in the first place, and if I had been living, I might be able to afford a house in the city like Uncle Song's family! But when my dad embezzled money, it was far more than our family needed at that time, do you know why? ”

Song Tinghe looked at Yang Ming with a somewhat complicated gaze, sighed, and said helplessly: "That incident back then, in fact, Uncle Song didn't know much, and it can be seen that you have investigated it yourself, so I can sue you, and it may be no different from what you know now." I can only say that based on my Song Tinghe's decades of familiarity with your father Yang Shicong, I don't believe that he would embezzle a large amount of money from the company, but later I contacted some friends from the police station to check whether there was any hidden secret."

Speaking of this, Song Tinghe didn't continue, but looked at Yang Ming and shook his head, then let out a long sigh, picked up the teacup and drank it all, the meaning of which was shallow and easy to see!

Yang Ming smiled bitterly and thanked Song Tinghe: "Thank you Uncle Song for trusting my father, although there is no evidence, I will eventually correct his name!" ”

Song Tinghe looked at Yang Ming with a resolute expression with soft eyes, and sighed earnestly: "Xiao Ming is not Uncle Song who doesn't support you, but this matter has been established for eight years, not to mention that the facts have been established, even if it is not the facts, it can't be found back then, let alone now?" You must know that time is powerful and merciless because it can obliterate the past."

Yang Ming smiled, and instead asked like Song Tinghe, "Does Uncle Song know how hard life is?" ”

Song Tinghe smiled, and said confidently: "Xiao Ming, are you testing me?" My uncle has read the Buddhist scriptures and knows that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment, unwantedness, and the suffering of the five aggregates, right? ”

After Song Tinghe finished speaking, he poured himself a cup of tea

"Wrong!"

Song Tinghe looked up in surprise, looked at Yang Ming suspiciously, and accidentally spilled some tea, he didn't understand why Yang Ming would say that he was wrong! Because of the eight sufferings in the Buddhist scriptures, he remembered clearly that it must be Xiao Ming, the kid was wrong, Song Tinghe thought so.

But Yang Ming looked at Song Tinghe very seriously and said: "Actually, there is only one hardship ------ perseverance in life!" ”

Song Tinghe's eyes were slightly surprised, and then he suddenly understood what Yang Ming meant, he couldn't help but look at him with concern and said bitterly: "Uncle child only wants you to live happily, and your parents should also want you so much, why are you obsessed with the past and can't change?" ”

Yang Ming said with a resolute expression: "Uncle thinks, is this tea bitter? Many processes of torment finally turned into a touch of clarity in this cup, but in the end it flowed into the mouth and into the throat. Tea is like a person, persistent suffering, but in the end it is sweet and persistent suffering, isn't it one of the joys of life? ”

Song Tinghe was slightly stunned, Yang Ming's words contained the tea ceremony, but also contained Buddhism, he was inspired for a while, but he couldn't refute it, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, but he could only sigh and say to Yang Ming: "Since you decided to do it, then uncle will definitely support you!" But on this road, whenever you feel difficult, want to get out, want to retreat, remember to come to your uncle, I will definitely help you! After I got to know my family, I regarded this place as my home, and when I had time, I came back with both of you to eat and eat the dishes made by my uncle, and I didn't dare to say anything else, don't you still believe in my uncle's cooking skills? ”

Yang Ming smiled and nodded, praising the braised fish on the table today as the most delicious braised fish Yang Ming had eaten in eight years, which made Song Tinghe laugh, and the atmosphere in the study became calm and no longer depressing

Time was very fast, and the loss of lunch break time in exchange for the reunion at the Song family was very cost-effective in Yang Ming's opinion.

After leaving the Song family, he had to go back to the academy along the same road.

After the lunch break, Song Shuangshuang's cheeks were flushed, looking very cute, she followed behind Yang Ming and suddenly asked, "Brother Yang Ming, what did you and my father say in the study?" ”

"I just said something, but it's not too important!" Yang Ming replied.

Song Shuangshuang was obviously not satisfied with this answer, she pursed her pink little mouth slightly and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I hate it!" I don't want to tell them, but I still told my mother a lot of good things about you."

Yang Ming turned his head and looked at Song Shuangshuang strangely and said, "Oh? Why do you talk to your mother about me with so many nice things? What are the good things to say? ”

After asking this question, Song Shuangshuang realized that something was wrong, because she said good things about Yang Ming to her mother, of course, she hid some of her own little selfishness, how should she tell Yang Ming?

Suddenly, her cheeks were slightly dyed with a layer of red, which was particularly cute and attractive!

"Huh!? Did you lie to your mother, otherwise why would you be blushing? Yang Ming asked funny.

"I hate that you say good things for you, you still talk about people like this, ignore you" Song Shuangshuang stomped his feet in disgust, and suddenly ran forward with his head down!

Song Shuangshuang ran and ran, generally girls will be coquettish in such and such a way! But at this moment, the originally quiet street suddenly heard the roar of motorcycles.

At this time, how can a motorcycle appear on this kind of road? Yang Ming was alarmed, turned his head and glanced at it quickly, only to see a man wearing a helmet who couldn't see his face clearly was riding a half-used motorcycle towards Yang Ming.

He didn't think about it, he rushed out in an instant, reached out and grabbed Song Shuangshuang's slender and soft waist, and then exerted a slight force, suddenly bringing her running body back, standing vigilantly next to a tree, maintaining an offensive and defensive posture!

Woo------

In fact, Yang Ming's imaginary scene was not discovered, the motorcycle was whistling past the two of them, and the motorcycle rider didn't even look back, or even look at this side

But Yang Ming looked at the gradually disappearing motorcycle, and a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, it's so quiet!

Because of the quietness, Yang Ming heard a slightly disordered gasp, and lowered his head to find that Song Shuangshuang was staring at him with a pair of innocent big eyes, his cheeks slightly reddened, and he looked at him at a loss

The fingers moved slightly, only to feel that the palm of his hand was soft and delicate, it was still early summer, the clothes on her body were very thin, and Yang Ming felt the wonderful touch of her skin.

Yang Ming suddenly came back to his senses and let go of his hand, Song Shuangshuang let out a sigh, as if it was difficult to adapt to this inexplicable shock, and lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yang Ming again.

She guessed that her face must be very red now, what a shameful feeling! Why did he hug himself all of a sudden?

Song Shuangshuang lowered his head, thinking quietly and nervously.

"From now on, remember to give me a message after school and after school," Yang Ming said while frowning, thinking about the motorcycle that suddenly drove by just now.

The person riding a motorcycle didn't look at Yang Ming and Song Shuangshuang because he was too cautious, but in fact, in the eyes of people like Yang Ming, this is the biggest flaw.

Because even a passer-by will take a look at a pair of young men and women on the side of the road who suddenly make abnormal moves, not to mention that at this time, motorcycles in Qinghang City are no longer the mainstream means of transportation, and this neighborhood is also a quiet area.

Yang Ming was worried about Song Shuangshuang's safety, but it was obvious that these words had a different meaning after they reached Song Shuangshuang's ears.

She lowered her head, feeling that her cheeks were hot, but she just whispered and asked in a confused voice, "Brother Yang Ming, have you ever been in love?" ”

Yang Ming glanced at her strangely, and a beautiful figure quickly flashed in his mind, but he replied very calmly: "No!" Why do you ask this? ”

"It's nothing, just ask casually" Song Shuangshuang replied slightly shyly, in fact, she wanted to ask something else, but it seemed that Yang Ming didn't understand what she meant.

It was inevitable that she was slightly annoyed in her heart, but for Song Shuangshuang, who had never been in love, the chaotic mood at this time was enough for her chagrin to be quickly dispelled by a sweet and strange feeling.

The first love of a girl is often not because of the love word love at first sight, but because of preconceived ideas! Song Shuangshuang has always liked to play behind Yang Ming when she was a girl, and Yang Ming didn't like to take care of her at that time, but her grades were excellent!

The relationship between the two families determines that the relationship between the two is similar to that of brother and sister but not brother and sister, until the drastic changes of the Yang family directed Yang Ming suddenly disappeared into his life, which brought an indelible memory to the former girl Song Shuangshuang.

So much so that within many years, when she met a boy who pursued her, Song Shuangshuang would always be unable to help but compare it with the former Yang Ming brother.

The final result of this comparison is that Song Shuangshuang believes that all men have some factors that they hate more or less, so she has never accepted the confession of any boy

Until there was a miracle in life, Song Shuangshuang actually met Yang Ming in Ai Shi Academy! This encounter, in the eyes of Song Shuangshuang, who has already understood the adult world, is a destined fate.

So, quietly, Song Shuangshuang's dependence on Yang Ming turned into a kind of affection, but he didn't know it!