"Welcome!"

Sister Ping turned her head, saw the person at the door, and smiled at the two: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, you see, that's my stinky boy, he still looks like a person, right?" ”

Song Qingguo turned his head.

The boy had a light on his back, a black mask on his face, his black hair was slightly messy, his muscular body was wrapped in a black coat, his legs were straight and slender, and he was stepping on a pair of snow boots.

I saw him pat his shoulder on the snow, raised his foot and walked in, probably because he felt warm in the room, he reached out and took off his mask.

At that moment, Song Qingguo, who was living in the alternation of ice and fire, knew what spring flowers were called, she saw the young man looking around and then walking towards her, her originally lazy body was straight, and a pair of eyes were tightly glued to him, for fear of missing his facial expressions.

"Mom!"

The young man stopped at the table and shouted to Sister Ping, who was standing.

Song Qingguo's heart fell to pieces in an instant, her eyes turned mechanically, and the whole thing was wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Stinky boy, he's grown a lot taller!" Sister Ping patted the young man on the shoulder, and the smile in her eyes was obvious.

The boy touched his head and smiled brightly. Turning his head to see the two girls sitting next to him, he nodded as a greeting.

"Mom, what time do you get off work? I'm going to cook you a few of your favorite dishes today. ”

Sister Ping tapped her chin at the two people who were sitting, "I'll go back after I entertain them, you can sit down for a while!" ”

Song Qingguo's eyes were glued to the young man's back, and she didn't withdraw her gaze with pity until the person was gone.

Sister Ping couldn't stop smiling when she looked like this, and even Xia Ping couldn't help but smile and bent her eyes.

"Sister Ping, what's your son's name? Where are you studying? How old are you? Don't have a girlfriend yet, do you have a gray letter? Give us a contact information! ”

Sister Ping raised her eyebrows and looked at her playfully, "What?" Interested? Wherever people go, they have to go. ”

"Hehe..."Song Qingguo pulled Sister Ping's clothes and smiled very slyly, "Mother-in-law~"

"Ahem, cough, cough..."Xia Ping just ate a piece of cake, and accidentally choked when he heard Song Qingguo's words, and let out a painful cough.

Even Sister Ping, who is usually well-informed, couldn't help but be stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she looked at the girl who was pulling the corner of her clothes and couldn't cry or laugh, "Really like it?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Song Qingguo nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and added a sentence at the end, "Sister Ping, your son is handsome, I really want to tie him home." ”

Sister Ping pulled away the chair beside Song Qingguo and sat down, "Then I'll tell you about his basic situation, can it be done, I don't have to pack the ticket!" Seeing her nodding, Sister Ping continued to speak:

"My kid's name is Tong Jingnian, he will be eighteen in two months, his personality is okay, he is the kind that will give up his seat to the old man and children, he is now in the third year of high school like you, but he is studying in Yuncheng, his father works over there, and the two of them can be regarded as having a care, he only comes back when he is on vacation a year, and this time he came back because of something."

Sister Ping has been opening a shop here for several years, and in the past two years, Song Qingguo has often come to eat cakes, coming and going, Sister Ping has gradually learned about her personality, and she likes her from the bottom of her heart, so who didn't say that it was necessary to find a female pot friend as soon as possible?

Hey! It just so happens that the conditions of my own bastard are really good, otherwise I wouldn't dare to beat her idea!

Song Qingguo gritted his teeth at the person behind the counter, mother, isn't he just a man, the old lady doesn't want it, Yuncheng and Xuancheng are separated by more than a thousand kilometers, if you really chase him, then you don't have to be a widow?

No, no, absolutely not!

Twenty minutes later...

Snow began to fall in the sky again, Xia Ping walked on the sidewalk with an umbrella, next to him was Song Qingguo, who was holding his mobile phone and smiling, just shaking his head into a splashing drum, and in a blink of an eye, he went to ask for someone's gray letter.

After such a fuss, the time had reached six o'clock, and the school ended at five o'clock, and he had already delayed for an extra hour, so he pulled Song Qingguo's clothes and pursed his lips a little embarrassedly, "Qingguo, I'm going back." ”

Song Qingguo glanced at his phone, it was only six o'clock, "Don't, why are you going back so early, it's just six o'clock!" ”

"No, if I don't go back, my mother should be in a hurry!" Xia Ping raised his eyes to look at the gray sky and shook his head slightly.

"That's it~" Seeing Xia Ping really wanted to go back, Song Qingguo couldn't pester her anymore, after calling the driver to ask him to pick him up, he looked at the weak Xia Ping, "Then I'll go back too, where do you live?" I'll send you back! ”

Xia Ping saw the bus stop not far away, and declined her good stop, "No need, I'll just take the bus." ”

"Alright then!" Song Qingguo also saw that although the new classmate was petite, he had a strong temperament, and for fear of arousing her disgust, Xia Ping no longer insisted on it, "Then you add me a gray letter and send me a message when you get home." ”

got Xia Ping's mobile phone number as she wished, Song Qingguo was so happy that she almost jumped on the spot twice, she watched Xia Ping get on the bus, and then got on the bus and went home.

The rush hour after work at six o'clock has not passed, Xia Ping just found a vacant seat outside after getting on the bus, and after two stops, the car was bustling with people, and the air that was not smooth became more and more stuffy.

Xia Ping stood next to a man in his forties, using his mobile phone full of foul language, and the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body made her stomach churn, even if she put on a mask, the disgusting smell still penetrated into her nose.

Forced to sit for two stops, she couldn't help but get out of the car early, although she was shivering by the cold wind, but the smell between her noses was no longer the disgusting smell.

After sending a message to his mother saying that he would arrive home late, Xia Ping grabbed his clothes and shrunk to speed up his pace.

The sky slowly darkened, the neon lights on the street lit up one after another, and Xia Ping inadvertently turned his head to see people leaning on the car doors on the side of the road.

On such a cold day, he only wore a windbreaker, leaning on it so casually, his black hair danced wildly with the cold wind, the cigarette in his mouth was clearly extinguished, the roadside light hit his face, and the whole person was slightly depressed.

Slowly stopped, remembering the contents of the schoolbag, Xia Ping gritted his teeth, and walked towards him as soon as his footsteps turned.

He Bai was so angry that he hurt today, and he walked around for a while before his anger was almost gone, and a group of people came out to play at night, originally just wanted to drink quietly, but he didn't expect that group of fools to bring a woman over.

, does Lao Tzu look so dissatisfied? Just pull a woman on the street and want to stuff Lao Tzu's arms? Is Lao Tzu the kind of person who doesn't refuse to come?

Thinking of a little girl who didn't know what to do, I only felt that the dissipated anger began to come out again.

Lowered his head and crushed the cigarette he spit out, and was about to go back, when a small hand was stretched out in front of him, and there was a piece of milk on the palm of his hand, he raised his head to look at the owner of the hand, and his pupils shrank, and he returned to his usual laziness before anyone could see clearly.