Jiang Weiwei had already set up the meal, and when she saw Si Jingcheng coming out with Yangyang in her arms, her heart pounded. She has always known that Yang Yang looks like Si Jingcheng, but she has never compared it like this, and at this moment, she found that it was so harmonious, and her heart trembled again.

This picture is so beautiful that she can't bear to look at it directly.

Si Jingcheng put Yangyang on his BB stool, sat next to him on another chair, looked at the dishes on the table, and couldn't help but think back to five years ago. At that time, he was the only one who had the blessing to be able to taste the dishes made slightly, but now he no longer has this patent, so he can only taste it once in a while as a guest.

Weiwei tried to relax himself as much as possible, so as not to let him see anything unusual, "Yangyang didn't tell me that the guest who was coming was you?" I thought it was his classmate? If she had known it was him, she would not have agreed, her heart attack almost scared out.

Si Jingcheng smiled, "I didn't expect Yangyang's mother to be you, he recommended it to me every day, saying that the dishes made by my mother were delicious, so I couldn't help but want to try it." ”

"Okay, have you seen my craft improve?" Weiwei personally gave him a chopstick vinegar and potatoes, she knew that he used to love to eat this poured vegetable the most. Although it is a home-cooked food, he likes it very much, and loves it more than those fish and shrimp.

"Mom, I'm going to eat it too." It was also Yangyang's favorite dish, and when he saw his mother clipping it to his uncle, he hurriedly stretched out the bowl and asked his mother for it.

smiled slightly, and also gave a chopstick shredded potatoes to Yangyang, this father and son are really similar, even the dishes they like to eat are the same. They all like to eat shredded potatoes, and they can't eat spicy food, these facts she can't deny if she wants to.

Si Jingcheng was stunned, he didn't expect Yangyang to be the same as his hobby, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Yangyang also likes to be jealous and shredded potatoes?" ”

Slightly startled, he hurriedly said, "He's all staged, maybe he likes something?" Some time ago, I suddenly liked to eat crayfish, and asked me to make it for him every day. ”

In fact, Yangyang loves to eat all the dishes made by my mother. "Mom's little meatballs are also delicious, uncle, you can taste the little meatballs."

Yang Yang took a small meatball with chopsticks and gave it to Si Jingcheng, and looked at him with a treasure.

"Thank you, Yangyang." Si Jingcheng picked it up and tasted it, complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and he nodded in Yangyang's expectation.

"It's really delicious, and it's even more sophisticated than it was five years ago." The latter sentence is for Weiwei.

Pretending not to understand slightly, he continued to eat with his head down. In fact, she didn't know how to eat this meal, and her heart was like holding fifteen hanging buckets, seven up and eight down.

Just as the three of them were eating, the doorbell rang, slightly signaling them to continue eating, and she got up to open the door.

Yang Yang continued to offer treasures in the posture of a little master, "Uncle, you eat this boiled meat slices, it's delicious." ”

"Okay, thank you Yangyang, you are growing your body, eat a little more."

These two people are very harmonious, serving each other vegetables.

Weiwei opened the door and saw Xiaomei standing outside the door, she had a anxious expression, and when she saw Weiwei, she hurriedly said: "Weiwei, what's going on......"

Wei hurriedly stopped her words with her eyes, and whispered: "There are guests at home." ”

Xiaomei was still puzzled, and when she saw the two people at the table through a slight look, she almost cried out in surprise. Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time and pointed with her finger, why did he come?

Shaking her head slightly, she couldn't say a word, and let her act when she had the opportunity.

Yang Yang saw that it was Xiaomei, so he hurriedly jumped off the small stool, ran over, and shouted, "Teacher." ”

"Call Auntie." Xiaomei rubbed Yangyang's head and asked with a smile: "I heard that there are guests at your house, so come here to eat and drink, Yangyang welcomes?" ”

Yang Yang said a little tangled: "Call the teacher for a while, call the aunt for a while, it's very troublesome to change it." ”

"That's whatever." Xiaomei can only compromise.

Si Jingcheng was slightly stunned when he saw Xiaomei, and then remembered that he met her with Yangyang at the hotel, she should have gone to find Weiwei at that time, right? I have to say that the world is really small sometimes.

"So it's you? Who do I think it is? Since it's an acquaintance, I'm welcome, President Si won't mind, right? Even if he minded her, he wouldn't leave, Xiaomei found a place and sat down immediately, no wonder Weiwei was so nervous on the phone, she had to come to the town.

Si Jingcheng showed his signature smile again, "Of course I don't mind, we've known each other for many years, and it's the first time we've sat down to eat together, why don't you go to dinner together another day?" ”

"Okay." When Yang Yang heard that his uncle was going to invite them to dinner, he applauded excitedly.

Xiaomei picked up the chopsticks and couldn't help but tap lightly on Yangyang's head, "What's good?" Are you a kid? Ignore what your mom and teacher told you? I'm not afraid that others will sell you. ”

At this time, Weiwei took the dishes and chopsticks out and put them in front of Xiaomei. Yang Yang looked at his mother with an aggrieved face and pleaded in a low voice, "Uncle is not a bad person, is my mother right?" ”

Slightly stunned for a moment, he looked at Si Jingcheng, saw that he was also looking at himself, smiled and said, "Yes, uncle is not a bad person, he is a friend of his parents." ”

Hearing that he knew his father, Yang Yang was suddenly excited, "Uncle, do you know my father too?" ”

Si Jingcheng's heart tightened, he thought that Yang Yang was asking Wang Ke, so he could only nod.

"Really? That ......"

"Yangyang, don't talk while eating." Xiaomei was busy drinking Yangyang's words, of course he knew what he was going to ask next? If you really asked him, wouldn't it be exposed.

Yang Yang pouted dissatisfiedly, and looked at his mother aggrievedly, he felt that today's teacher seemed to be very serious, and he was a little afraid.

Of course, Weiwei also understood Xiaomei's thoughts, so she followed her and said: "The teacher is right, hurry up and eat, eat and do your homework, and the teacher will check it later." ”

In front of the teacher, Yang Yang naturally didn't dare to protest anymore, and hurriedly lowered his head to eat. It's just that he throws an aggrieved look at Si Jingcheng from time to time, and Si Jingcheng is entangled in his heart. But this is someone else's child, and he can't say anything, he can only give Yangyang a smiling expression.

At the dinner table, Xiaomei deliberately chatted with Weiwei about some women's things, such as clothes, cosmetics, what is popular now? One of the teachers they studied wore that dress, not to mention how beautiful it was, and they had to buy one for her another day.

Si Jingcheng couldn't intervene in these topics, and after eating in a depressed mood, he got up and said goodbye.

Yang Yang was a little reluctant to take Si Jingcheng's hand and asked, "Uncle, will you still come to my house?" ”

Si Jingcheng didn't want to deceive the child, so he lowered his head and touched his little face, and said with a smile: "Yangyang, my uncle is going back to France, I'm afraid I won't be able to come in a short time." Seeing Yangyang's little face that collapsed instantly, he hurriedly said: "But my uncle promised you that when my uncle came back, he would definitely come to see you." ”

Although Yang Yang was very reluctant, he still nodded very obediently.

Si Jingcheng couldn't help but lean over and kiss Qin Yangyang, seeing Xiaomei a little sad in this scene, she turned her face away slightly, and her heart was sour.

"Thank you for your hospitality today, I'm very happy today, goodbye!" Si Jingcheng looked at Wei Wei and looked at her seriously, this time I don't know when I will see you again next time.

Wei didn't dare to look at his gaze, but said lightly: "You're welcome." ”

Xiaomei felt that this anger was too nervous, and even she was about to suffocate.

"Okay, aren't you leaving? I'll send you. Weiwei, you take Yangyang to rest, he is also tired. ”

glanced at Xiaomei with a slight gratitude, picked up Yangyang, and went directly into his bedroom.

Si Jingcheng saw the door closed, so he turned to leave.

Walking out of here, Si Jingcheng felt very heavy, and still asked Xiaomei in disbelief, "Is Yangyang really the child of Weiwei and Wang Ke?" ”

"Or else?" Xiaomei looked unimpressed, for fear that he would find something abnormal.

Although I already know the answer, it still hurts to hear Xiaomei admit it in person.

"Are you sure? When did they meet? Isn't Weiwei supposed to be still in school? How is it possible to have a baby? He didn't think it made sense. At that time, Weiwei was not old enough to get married, how could he have such a big son.

Although these questions were sudden, Xiaomei still answered easily, "Do you really think that you are the only good man in this world?" In fact, Wang Ke and Weiwei have known each other for a long time, but you don't know. After Weiwei separated from you, he went to other cities. Wang Ke deliberately chased after him after he found out, and he always guarded her when he was most helpless, even the heart of iron and stone melted. Their progress is very fast, and they only get married after having Yangyang, is there anything wrong? ”

Si Jingcheng's heart felt numb, and he couldn't help but smile, and said self-deprecatingly: "So in the past five years, Weiwei has been with Wang Ke?" ”

"Of course, they're happy now." Xiaomei said something against her will, and the news observed Si Jingcheng's expression, but on his face, there was no change.

I couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Shouldn't you be in love with Weiwei?" "If that's the case, maybe there's a turnaround.

The man chuckled, with his pride, even if he fell in love with him, he would not admit it, because she was already someone else's wife, Yangyang's mother, and had nothing to do with him anymore.

"You're worried, I saw Weiwei so happy, and I'm really happy for her."

Xiaomei couldn't help but curse in her heart, must it be so unattainable?

"Well, in that case, I hope you don't come to disturb Weiwei's life in the future, you know that men are sometimes jealous." She was talking about Weiwei's husband, of course.

Si Jingcheng straightened his suit and resumed his domineering president's posture.

"Don't worry, I probably won't be coming back again." In fact, he doesn't have to come back now, he can leave it to someone else to deal with. I just have a thought in my heart that I can't help but come back several times a year. It's just that this thought no longer exists, and there is really no need for him to come back.

Xiaomei watched him turn around and get into the car, and then galloped away, her heart was also very entangled, and it was not as easy as she appeared. This is related to the happiness of Weiwei's life, is this really good? Why did she feel a touch of sadness in Si Jingcheng's eyes after hearing what she said?

In the upstairs bedroom, Yang Yang was lying on the bed, hugging his mother's neck, and asked carefully, "Mom, is that uncle my father?" Although he was still young, he had already seen the interaction between adults. He thought that his mother and uncle had strange expressions, and even the teacher was weird.

Wei's heart tightened suddenly, his body stiffened for a moment, and then he pretended to be calm and asked his son, "Yangyang, why do you think so?" "I have to say that this idea of her son really scared her.

"Because in the picture I remember of my mother, my father looks like this." Yangyang looked up at his mother with a little face and innocently.