The rain is falling silently, dripping, and the lights of the city are full of remarkable warmth and sorrow in the haze! The thoughts of your lover are distant and real, like far and near, like a dream, like a wheat mang, like a wheat mang, bare your skin, itching unbearable.

Wang Mo was still drenched in the rain, just to save 2 yuan for the bus fare.

The last train passed by with resentment, full of disdain. The man in the night rain soaked his shirt, and his burly figure was vividly set off by the gurgle, sexy and eye-catching. He walked unhurriedly, the rain dripping along the bridge of his nose and the cold rain foaming on his lips.

"How did this happen?" Fang Lingling opened the door and asked in surprise, her old eyes round.

"Being able to come back alive to continue the incense for you is already considered a virtuous ancestor!"

Wang Mo stomped his feet as he spoke, leaving two watery footprints on the marble floor tiles at the door.

When he walked into the house, his mother brought him a dry towel, and frowned in disgust: "Hurry up and change your clothes...... Well? You ...... dress."

Fang Lingling sensed that something was wrong, and looked at what Wang Mo had brought back. A mention of low-quality paper towels, a neatly stacked set of summer clothes, and a document bag that you usually keep in your car......

Soon, she found the scar on her son's forehead, although it had formed a thick and black blood scab, but after all, it was on the front door, looking at it, you could imagine the tragic situation of the car accident.

"Did you get into a fight?"

"Nope."

"No?" Fang Lingling obviously didn't believe it, looked at her biological son slyly, and asked tentatively: "How many people are on the other side?" For what did you do it? ”

"Mom, can you stop thinking nonsense? I'm in a car accident......"

After speaking, Wang Mo regretted it, and only then did he realize that Fang Lingling was playing tricks on him just now. Doesn't she know about her own son? Fighting is a matter of only losing money and not making money, not to mention that Wang Mo has a gentle temperament, he has never seen him stumble with others since he was a child, let alone use his hands. And Fang Lingling also knew that she would definitely not get an answer if she asked him directly. After all, when I was young, I worked as a secretary in a large company, and I still have a little bit of insight into people's hearts and tricks, otherwise, it is impossible to remain invincible in the square dance career.

"Where did the car hit?" Fang Lingling was dumbfounded, stared at her son for a few seconds, and slowly put the things brought back by Wang Mo on the table, looked back and complained: "Why didn't you crash into the car?" ”

See! The life of his own son is not worth as much as a car.

"I'm going to ask you to drive me back to my hometown the night after tomorrow! …… You're a loser! ”

Wang Mo went to the bathroom, the frosted glass reflected the burly and tall figure, the sound of water came, and the rising water mist filled the light and shadow.

"Back home?" Wang Mo's voice was mixed with the sound of running water, and he shouted in the bathroom: "What are you doing when you go back to your hometown?" Can sweet potatoes be dug again? ”

My grandfather planted two acres of sweet potatoes in the countryside, and every time it was in season, he would call Fang Lingling to go home and help harvest them. Their family's sweet potatoes are not sold, their uncle and aunt share a part, my grandfather keeps a part for himself, and the rest goes to Fang Lingling. Wang Mo likes to eat.

However, the sweet potato harvest season is in late autumn, around the National Day, and the summer is not over yet, obviously not for this.

"Your grandfather is sick." Fang Lingling sighed and took the quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, which she personally packed, and if they were not handled properly, they were all glued together.

One by one, the dumplings that stick together are peeled, and the cool air wafts from the mouth of the bowl.

"Wang Mo, do you eat dumplings or fried rice? The dumplings were celery stuffed and the pork ......"

"Fried rice." Without waiting for Fang Lingling to finish speaking, Wang Mo suddenly shouted in the bathroom. The sound of the water stopped, and the figure in the foggy glass door shook off his clothes, put them on himself, and began to put on his pants again.

Fang Lingling's hand peeling the dumplings paused, and after a few seconds of delay, she poured the dumplings peeled back into the bowl and sent them to the freezer drawer.

When Wang Mo walked out of the bathroom with wet clothes, Wang Lingling had already gone to the kitchen with a bowl of leftovers, turned on the gas stove and began to burn oil.

"Mom, fry me an egg!" Wang Mo said and sent the clothes to the balcony, where there was still half a basin of Fang Lingling's dirty clothes, which were accumulated and washed together to save electricity.

As the dust settled on the sound of the range hood in the kitchen, Fang Lingling brought a pot of egg fried rice with bursts of green onion fragrance to the table, set up the chopsticks, and went to the refrigerator to get a can of beer.

Mom's fried rice is particularly fragrant, and there is a piece of fried egg on the top of the rice peak, which is golden and the oil flowers are still bubbling.

"Son! Mom has something to discuss with you! ”

Fang Lingling lifted her apron, and suddenly smiled happily at her son on the table, her eyes full of courtesy.

Wang Mo stiffened as he pulled the rice, his throat was a little stuffy, and he took a sip of beer before swallowing it.

"Mom, shouldn't you contact someone's daughter again and want me to go on a blind date?" Wang Mohu looked at his mother suspiciously, and poked his chopsticks in the rice, "I'll tell you, I won't go to kill me this time!" ”

Glancing at her son with cold eyes, Fang Lingling rubbed her knees and said disdainfully: "What's wrong with the blind date?" It's as if you have suffered a big loss, it wasn't Sun Wenwen's girl who paid for it last time? ”

"Do you understand if you want to pay it back? …… But it's not because of this, it's mainly because you're always afraid that your handsome and handsome son will be wanted, and you go on a blind date at every turn, what a shame!"

After Wang Mo finished speaking, he poured a few sips of beer into his throat, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

After drinking, seeing that Fang Lingling was silent, she hurriedly wiped a handful of wine foam hanging on her chin, and asked with her eyes open, "Mom, should you really find me a blind date again, right?" ”

"Cut! I don't care about you anymore, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life, it's my business! ”

Hearing this, Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, flipped his chopsticks in the bowl, and continued to eat.

But Fang Lingling obviously really had something to talk to him about, so she continued her previous courteous smile, and when she saw that Wang Mo's beer can was empty, she refilled it with another can, and personally peeled it off and pushed it over......

"Son, I will go back to my hometown the day after tomorrow to take care of your grandfather, and I may not be able to come back for several days."

Wang Mo nodded knowingly, with rice bulging in his mouth. "Oh, I see, no wonder you pack so many dumplings in the freezer."

"I'm sure you can solve the problem of dinner without starving to death. But Mom has something to trouble you for a few days. ”

"Huh?" Wang Mo took a sip of beer, nodded and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Asking, Wang Mo pulled and ate the last few bites of rice in the yellow basin, and the chopsticks poked in the porcelain basin.

"In the past few days when I am away, the earth is turning, the sun is rising and setting as usual, and there are people dancing square dances at the entrance of the community as usual......"

Burst~!

Wang Mo was drinking beer and almost didn't squirt out.

"Mom, don't you want me to square dance instead of you?"

Seeing that she had entered the topic, Fang Lingling waved her hand diligently and explained: "You don't need to jump, you just drag the influence over on time and put the music on them." ”

"I'm not going to do it!" Wang Mo shook his head in resistance, put down the beer can, and wiped his lips: "I'm going to sleep." ”

"Tsk~! What's the matter with you, kid? It's not a triviality? ”

"Mom, I really don't want to go! What a shame! ”

"What's the shame?" Fang Lingling stomped her feet angrily, swallowed and spitted and said, "When I come back in a few days, I find that the team leader has been replaced by the shameless Sun Yanping, then it's a shame!" ”

"Aunt Sun wants to be the team leader, you can let her do it for a few days! As for guarding against thieves? ”

Speaking of this, Wang Mo felt ridiculous, the marketing manager of a large company actually needed to stand guard for his mother for the title of a square dance leader, how embarrassing it was!

"Huh! You get the idea. Fart! ”

Fang Lingling snorted coldly, put on her apron again, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and walked to the kitchen. "I'll tell you, you have to go if you don't go, that's it!"

Wang Mo's eyes were full of helplessness, he stood in place and scratched the back of his head, stunned!

……

At the beginning of the sun after the rain, the streets are humid and warm. The sky above the city was cloudless, and the asphalt road under your feet was flooded with water. At the end of summer, the leaves of the sycamore trees are scattered on the sidewalk, and the sanitation workers are holding bamboo tweezers and picking them up one by one with diligence and patience......

On Monday, it was another busy morning.

Wang Mo hurried to the company, and from a distance, he saw Wang Yuqing squatting on the steps in front of the company, pestle his chin and snorting. There was an exclusive driver to send her over, for fear of being seen by others, so she came earlier, and now she is sleepy!

"What are you doing here? It's in the way! Wang Mo pushed the top of her head, and walked past him as he spoke, his leather shoes clattering on the stone steps.

Wang Yuqing was sober in a trance, rubbed his eyes, and sighed.

"Ah, Boss, wait for me......"

Caught up and pressed the elevator button for Wang Mo, snorted again, turned his arms and stretched.

"Boss, Xia Xiaoxue sent me WeChat last night and asked if you had any fattening."

Wang Mo stood with his arms folded in a suit and leather shoes, his eyes tilted slightly, listening to Wang Yuqing's words.

"Did you say you were going to invite her to dinner?" Wang Yuqing sighed again when he said this, and rubbed his eyelids: "I made an appointment for you tonight, and I want to return to the bar......"

When Wang Mo heard this, he couldn't hold it anymore, his handsome eyes tightened, and he looked at Wang Yuqing with hostile eyes and asked, "Bar?" ”

"That's right!" Wang Yuqing blinked his eyes, swallowed his throat and asked, "Is there any problem?" ”

"Are you sick? Even if I'm going to have a treat, I'm just looking for a restaurant to have a big meal, what are I going to do at a bar? ”

Originally, the matter of missing the appointment made Wang Mo Rulu in his throat, thinking that he would go to Fang Lingling to guard the square dance after the day after tomorrow, and there was a long way to go! …… I just happened to be free tonight, so I arranged everything that should be arranged.

But entertaining is a more solemn and ceremonial thing, and going to a place like a bar is not in line with his style, and he always feels that he loses his attention and sincerity.

"Oh, bars are fun!" Wang Yuqing didn't have the sleepiness he had before, rubbed his palms, and said with a strange smile on his face: "And I'll tell you, I will go to Wanggui, and I promise not to disappoint you." ”

"Don't go!"

Wang Mo said and took out his mobile phone, preparing to send a WeChat message to Xia Xiaoxue and change the location to a more traditional restaurant.

"Why don't you go? I've got you covered! Wang Yuqing asked with a staring face, and the Adam's apple rolled and said, "And there is also food and drink in the bar!" ”

Wang Yuqing said, he fell into confusion, and his eyes were full of brilliance: "Drinking cocktails, bending his legs, and accompanying the beauties left and ......right, on the stage, the literary and artistic young people with outstanding demeanor beat the drums and sang, elegant and happy......"

Wang Mo looked at Wang Yuqing in disbelief, and when he saw that she finished speaking, he smiled and shook his head: "You are really sick!" ”

"Eh! Wang Mo, you are sick, and you are still old-fashioned to death! Wang Yuqinghu glanced at him and pouted: "The social interaction between young people, you want to bring it to that kind of commercial place." Don't ask me and Xia Xiaoxue what they think. ”

Wang Mo couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it: "Who told you that I want to invite you?" ”

"Damn, you invite my girlfriend to dinner but you want to leave me alone? I'm your sister."

"Sister, you're big! …… If I really had a sister like you, I would have committed suicide by throwing myself into a well if I didn't kill you in the year you were born. The world is human, and you coexist! ”

Wang Yuqing digested it, his eyes were sly.

"What does this mean, if I were your sister, you wouldn't live?"

Wang Yuqing puffed out his mouth and wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh. His eyelashes quivered, and his chest rose and fell to the rhythm of laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Mo held his arm and looked at her, his eyebrows condensed.

The elevator reached the floor and slowly stopped.

Wow~! ..., the door is open......

"Oh no, nothing ......"

Wang Yuqing slapped his chest before holding back the smile. Seeing that he arrived at the company, he simply cleaned up his manners and walked out of the elevator room with his brother's steps.

"Maybe you're right!" Wang Mo softened his attitude, walked with his head held high in the corridor, and said to Wang Yuqing behind him: "It's really quiet to go to a restaurant to eat, and it's suitable for asking customers to negotiate contracts." ”

"Hahaha, boss, have you finally opened your mind?"

Wang Yuqing jumped up and slapped his arm, and couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone, check the map and introduce to him: "Wanggui is at the intersection of Ziyun Road and Huizhou Avenue, on the third floor of Shengshi Jinyuan......"

Hearing this, Wang Mo's footsteps suddenly paused, and he asked in astonishment: "Are you ...... Lakeside? ”

"That's right."

"I've changed my mind again!" Wang Mo said suddenly.

Wang Yuqing wrinkled his nose on his back, followed up and said: "The boss of Wanggui is a relative of mine, let's go, get a 50% discount!" ”

"Really?" Finally heard a little nutritious message.

"Of course!" Wang Yuqing was proud.

Wang Mo hesitated again and stared at her suspiciously.

Historical experience tells me that believing in this little goblin will be 'life-threatening'!

……

After a whole day of hesitation, Wang Mo still decided to 'take a risk'. Although Wang Yuqing is not very reliable, he knows that he is stingy with money, and money is Wang Mo's lifeblood, so he shouldn't joke about this. As for what kind of place Wanggui Bar is, you can see it in the past, and you won't be sold by a little girl to sit on the table.

In the blink of an eye, in the evening, the night is charming, the outline of the city under the Chinese lanterns is more enchanting, the lights are red and willow and green singing and dancing, a prosperous and colorful scene.

Walking out of the taxi, Wang Yuqing jumped and jumped with his bag on his shoulder, excited.

"Look, boss, it's ...... on the third floor."

Looking over, Wang Mo saw that there was a plaque on the third floor of Shengshi Jinyuan, and the word "Wanggui" was not too eye-catching, but it could be seen at a glance.

Xia Xiaoxue had been waiting for a long time, beckoning to them from afar. Today she wore a dress, broken lace, with that little baby fat face, looking like a doll from afar.