Chapter 85: Do You Have Children?

Two days before school started, Lu Shu arranged a dinner for Ding Zhengnan and Sister Liu in her mouth to get to know each other. Ding Cangyu refused to go to the banquet, but just pretended to pass by and looked out the window a few times. is related to the major events in the second half of her father's life, how can she personally check it.

Liu Lina was dressed plainly, with a little light makeup, and she looked like a person who did her duty. Ding Zhengnan chatted with her very devotedly, and didn't notice Ding Cangyu outside the window. She watched silently, a window separating the two worlds. At this point, she felt as pitiful as an abandoned stray dog.

Reorganize the family, she has to try to fit in.

It was dark before Ding Zhengnan went home. As soon as he entered the door, he asked Ding Cangyu if he had eaten dinner, and he packed some leftovers and came back.

Ding Cangyu said: "After eating, I cooked a bowl of noodles." ”

Ding Zhengnan felt guilty: "I forgot the time, your Aunt Lu took us to play cards after eating, and I couldn't push it off." ”

"How's that Aunt Liu? Do you like her? ”

"Hey, how old are you, and what do you like or dislike? As long as she can make do with life, she is quite virtuous. ”

Ding Cangyu cares very much about Ding Zhengnan's feelings, if he likes it, he will not object. Judging from Ding Zhengnan's tone, he was very satisfied with her.

Ding Cangyu asked again: "What about her husband?" Divorced or gone? ”

"No, I drank too much wine one winter, and I froze to death on the way."

Ding Cangyu had heard of many ways to die, but it was the first time she had heard of freezing to death, which made her creepy. A person freezes to death on the cold streets, how unfortunate and worthless it is.

"And does she have a baby?"

"A boy who is in his second year of high school this year. I heard her say that she was also in the third middle school, and her academic performance was not very good. ”

Ding Cang said "oh", not wanting to continue asking.

Ding Zhengnan warmed up the meal and brought it to Ding Cangyu's room: "Eat some more, Dad brought you a lot of dishes back." ”

Ding Cangyu took it silently, preoccupied. She hoped that someone would accompany Ding Zhengnan to spend her old age in peace, but that person really arrived, but her mood was mixed, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

She couldn't eat it after two bites, so she sent a text message to Gui Shaochen asking him to meet him at the bookstore at the crossroads. Gui Shaochen agreed without saying a word, in the wind and rain, as long as Ding Cangyu needed it, he was on call.

Ding Cangyu's expression was very low, Gui Shaochen knew about the afternoon from Lu Shu's mouth, and he naturally understood her loss.

He didn't speak, silently sat with her in the bookstore. Through the window, one is preoccupied, and the other is patient. In this cold winter, there are always heart-warming pictures.

The bookstore closed, Gui Shaochen took Ding Cangyu's hand and left, and the two of them walked on the street on a snowy night, looking back at the changes of this street for half a year from time to time. The electrical city on the corner moved away and opened the town's first café; The largest internet café also closed down and was replaced by the newest amusement city; I remember that when the Internet café opened, there were so many people who had to queue up to make an appointment to get a seat, and Gui Shaochen often stayed there all day long, and he would not be bored.

After a full hour, Ding Cangyu finally spoke: "The small ancient mountain has changed so much, it seems that nothing will not change." ”

Gui Shaochen knew that she had something to say, and stood by her to comfort her: "If it develops in a good direction, what reason do we have to stop it?" ”

"I didn't stop him, I hope he can do well, it's just that I wasn't ready when a stranger broke into my house."

Gui Shaochen hugged her: "I know, with me with you, you can tell me if you have any sadness, and I will bear it for you." ”

"It's good to have you."

"Don't be sad, it won't be long before I will give you a home, a home that belongs only to us, and there will be no separation and no one will break in."

A complete home is too longing for Ding Cangyu and Gui Shaochen.

After the busyness of the last semester, Ding Cangyu's classes in the next semester have eased a lot. With only three and a half days a week, she has more time at her disposal. The work of the radio station continues, and every Wednesday night, her ethereal and melodious voice spreads across the campus of the University of Technology, accompanied by sometimes lyrical and sometimes passionate music, which has fascinated countless boys.

Ding Cangyu has gradually become a celebrity in the school, more and more boys secretly send her autumn waves through acquaintances, Zhang Ya and Zheng Chan have become carrier pigeons, bringing love letters to Ding Cangyu.

After returning with four letters in a row, Zheng Chan finally couldn't stand it, she was unwilling to be a postman, and read in the dormitory for half an hour, scolding all the boys who had eyes and eyes and treated her as air.

Zhang Ya was texting with her boyfriend, she didn't know what private things she said, she was smiling and writhing on the bed like drinking realgar wine, if it weren't for Zheng Chan reminding her that the bed would collapse if she went down again, she would really be able to use her mind to make a big job.

After listening to Zheng Chan's complaints, she put down her phone and returned to her adult form: "I didn't provoke you, what are you doing with me." The culprit is sitting there, you go and complain to her."

Zhang Ya pointed to Ding Cangyu next to the desk, lit the fuse and threw it at her.

Sure enough, Zheng Chan pointed the finger at Ding Cangyu; "Why don't you fix a mailbox at the door, or start a column on the radio station, so that the glasses men who love you have a way out. What age is it, and I still write letters, which is primitive enough. ”

Ding Cangyu suddenly got an inspiration: "I should really open a column and let those students who like to write submit it." That's a great idea, and we've got another section on our radio station. ”

Zheng Chan rolled his eyes angrily: "I have a verbal fight with you, you are still serious, if your column is opened, those old virgins with sperm brains will not have to write you love poems every day, while obsessively reading their two brushes from your mouth to satisfy your fantasy, while hiding in the dormitory and closing your eyes alone." ”

"Zheng Chan, you know boys too well, how many man's rivers have you waded through as a woman?"

"She didn't just wade through the man's river, she was simply splashing in the river, and she didn't know how much water she drank to have today's understanding."

Zhang Ya originally thought of a metaphor that had nothing else to think about, but when she heard it, she always felt that it meant something in Zheng Chan's ears. She covered her ears and screamed; "Why are you such a woman, you can say such things."

Zhang Ya and Ding Cangyu looked at each other: "Why am I obscene?" I didn't say anything. ”

"What did you just say, you went down to the river and drank water, and you want to go down more?"

Ding Cangyu and Zhang Ya gradually understood, and the three of them covered their ears and shouted together, and the sound resounded through the dormitory building.

Chu Hua came back from the study room, and as soon as she opened the door, the eardrums of the three Hedong lions roared burst, and she stood firmly, so as not to fly eight hundred meters away like in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer".

"Are you going to have children? Make it so hard. ”

Zhang Ya sat on the bed and looked at Chu Hua, maybe she was sitting on the top bunk, her eyes were full of disdain, and she knocked Chu Hua down with a word.

"You want to give birth, and no one donates sperm."

Chu Hua's face was flushed, and he couldn't think of a word to refute it, so he only threw down the sentence "Slut ** shameless", and fled in a panic.