The new semester started and it was autumn in London again, and it was also Qiqi's second birthday, so I bought him a LEGO as a gift, and he had a lot of fun. I often fall asleep while playing, and I still hold a block in my hand.

Brown Sr. returned from a two-week business trip, and at dinner, after Jeffrey and I were seated, he announced the results of his trip to China.

Brown Sr. said he finished two hundred thousand pounds of "Gold Rai."

"Sweet non-vintage champagne orders.

This amount is staggering. It is important to know that Champagne has always been sluggish in the Chinese mainland market. Global champagne sales grew by 12.1% last year, while shipments to Chinese mainland were less than 1%. And many people only recognize French champagne and do not recognize English champagne. 200,000 pounds, which means that 20,000 bottles were produced. Château Brown is not very large, and the reserve champagne produces only 800 bottles a year.

"Congratulations from the bottom of my heart." I raised my glass to him, "But can non-vintage champagne be produced so much at the moment?" ”

Because "Gold Rai."

"It's only been half a year since it was developed and put into production, and it takes time for the grapes to ripen. The best time to harvest is from mid-August to mid-to-late September, which is just the second autumn.

"I think that's enough." Brown Sr. said.

"Did you complete the order for the Korean Festival in October last year?" I couldn't help asking, "There are three batches in total, and according to the time estimate, this third batch will overlap with the current order, is the supply sure that there is enough?" ”

"Teresa." Jeffrey, who was sitting across from me, winked at me.

I noticed that Old Brown's face had become very displeased, and he said, "As a technician, you have to think about developing more wine, and other things are not on your mind." ”

It makes a lot of sense. So, I responded in a calm tone, "Okay." Mr. Brown. ”

I went upstairs after dinner, and Qiqi woke up and said to me, "Mommy, I'm hu."

g

y.”

I asked him in Chinese, "What's wrong?" You repeat. ”

"Hungry. Eat. Qiqi said.

"What do you want to eat?" I then instructed him to express his needs more in Chinese.

“egg custa

d。 He said in a milky voice.

"It's egg custard." I bent down and said to him, "It's also called Hibiscus Egg." ”

"Hibiscus eggs!" Qi Qi waved his little fist, his patience had run out, and there was a tendency for me to cry loudly if I didn't give it again, so I hurriedly said, "OK." Mommy is going to get it for you. ”

That's when he laughed.

When I got downstairs, Kelly was still standing at the table, and I asked her, "Is the egg sauce ready?" ”

"Oh, I did." She replied.

When I walked into the kitchen, it looked like a recipe for juice broken by a wall-breaking blender. Not the kind of Chinese egg stew I wanted. I took seven or eight clams out of the double-door refrigerator, cracked four eggs, and made a big bowl of clam stew. Since he couldn't find insulated gloves, he called Kelly to serve them to the table.

"Taste it, too." I said, "Chinese specialty pudding – clam hibiscus egg." With that, I took out a small bowl and prepared to go upstairs to feed Qiqi, who was waiting to be fed. I could already hear his earth-shattering cries.

"It tastes good!" "It's better than what I've eaten in a Chinese restaurant." Teresa, you should consider opening a Chinese restaurant. When the time comes, I can help you collect money in the store. ”

After Old Brown tasted it, his beard was slightly curled, and he seemed to approve of this Chinese taste. The result was only three seconds of pleasure, and after hearing Jeffrey's words, his face turned from sunny to gloomy again, "Shut up!"

"You use it slowly." I hurriedly evacuated the land of right and wrong.

Qiqi is very temperamental, and when the stewed egg is fed to his mouth, he pushes it away as soon as he puts his hand, and he has to cry to the fullest. I tried to persuade him many times, so I sat quietly next to him, holding the bowl and not moving.

When he realized that something was not quite right and his attention returned to me, I picked up the spoon and tried to eat, but Qiqi immediately stopped and pounced on me, trying to stand up and grab the bowl in my hand.

"From now on, I'll feed you, okay?" I asked him.

"Nope." He shook his head.

"Still not eating?"

"Eat. I'm going to eat it myself. He said.

“Good Boy。” I complimented him as I put the bowl down and carried him to the baby seat.

Qi Qi held the spoon by himself and ate with relish.

I sat on the sidelines and sighed softly.

I don't know if I'm a bit of a "stepmother". I felt the need to teach him to be independent, autonomous and responsible, but I couldn't help but reflect on whether he was sometimes too strict and ruthless. I learned to be a good mother, keep learning, keep growing.

It's not just that I'm teaching him, sometimes, Qiqi is also "teaching" me in reverse, and he constantly fills my heart and my life. I'm grateful.

"What happened to you and Jung Eun-seung?" Zuo Yi noticed that something was wrong between us, "Why can't we eat together now?" ”

"You know that. We have different tastes. I replied briefly, nibbling on my bread.

"That's not right." Zuo Yi said, "There must have happened something I don't know." ”

I pursed my lips and said, "You're so smart and icy, you must be able to guess." I don't want to make it so clear. ”

"He, did he say love to you?"

"Hmm." I said, "But you know, I'm a Mommy." It's impossible between us. ”

"So, he's saying goodbye to you again?"

"Break off friendship, then don't put it." I said, "I don't think he can take it for a while." ”

"Then why don't you take the initiative to find him and restore friendship as soon as possible?" Zuo Yi was puzzled.

"Between people, there is a fixed number of fate." I said, "Can the initiative of either side alone continue the friendship between the two parties?" I shook my head, "And, why should I take the initiative." I didn't do anything wrong. ”

"You're right." Zuo Yi shrugged, "I can't fault anything." But do you know that you are right and 'reasonable' and wrong in 'ruthlessness'. ”

I was stunned.

This is the first time in his life that a mistake has been pointed out to his face. Zuo Yi is not a sharp person, and she can be said to have done it out of pure kindness, because she is my friend. So, I feel that there is nothing to hide. Originally...... I'm such a person.

But after repeated discernment, there was not a single word wrong.

"Zuo Yi, you go on." I put on an attitude of being open-minded and teachable.

"Every person who takes the initiative is not that he bears more responsibility in a relationship, but that he cares more and is more unwilling to lose." Zuo Yi looked at me, "I'm not trying to condemn you for anything. I just hope that when you face the people you care about, you don't regret losing a relationship just because of 'reasoning'. She looked me in the eye, "Are you in your twilight years in the future relying only on those t's."

UTH (Truth) Around? ”

My heart was full of turmoil.

I think of the boy with an umbrella standing under the street lamp on the night of the winter solstice.

When the boy grew up, he became the soaking wet young man in the dark sky.

The two scenes kept changing and overlapping in my mind, and in an instant, I figured out a lot of things that I couldn't understand before.

As Gu Cheng's poem says, "The thin ice of the diaphragm melts / The lake water is so thorough / The life buried by snow and mystery / All come back to life in the spring light." ”

He appeared again and again, not because he was unwilling, but because he cared more. I am always breaking his heart, always thinking about equal weight in return, in order to find peace of mind. I was so calculating, using compensation to wash away the debt, but I never cared that he cared.

Yes, I never responded to him.

Mistakenly converted his sincere love, whether it was the love he gave or the friendship, I failed it all.

I didn't learn how to love at all, and I couldn't understand other people's love.

Including Chen Yuyao. I only thought about loving him in my own way, immersed in the emotion of self-sacrifice, but never asked him what he wanted. Maybe all along, I only love myself.

I used all the truth to push away all the warmth in my life. I deserve to be alone.

I smiled abruptly, raised my head, looked at Zuo Yi, and thanked her sincerely: "Zuo Yi, thank you." It's my luck to know you. ”

Zuo Yiwan smiled, "Me too." ”

Soon it was Halloween night, and at UCL it was a group carnival of students. I was going to evacuate early, after all, some people suddenly appeared in the dark and scared me into respiratory arrest on the spot. There is no spleen anymore, and there can be no more gall. I made up my mind that I carried a lot of candy on my body, which I used as road money to buy money, and distributed it to the big and small devils along the way to the bus stop.

As a result, halfway through the trip, the sugar was gone, and I was going to take a shortcut, but I don't usually take that road, and if I did, I would join my classmates. Today is a holiday, so I didn't have too many scruples and walked into an alley that the road must pass. Who knows, just halfway through it, I heard footsteps behind me.

"I'm out of candy! I'm sorry. I turned around as I spoke, and I noticed that the man was wearing a black sweatshirt with a hat on his head and a light on his back, so I couldn't see his face clearly. But physically, it should be non-Asian. I felt bad in my heart, and I stepped back, shouting, "Guys, come on!" There's sugar here! ”

Before I could utter all my words, a hand reached behind my back and covered my mouth. Finished! My eyes widened in horror. They are a gang!

The next second, I reacted immediately, stepped on the foot of the man who was holding me hard, and lost no time in kicking him at the moment when he was in pain. I almost used all my strength for this kick, so he fell to the ground in pain, wailing, and said to his accomplice, "! this! ”

I'm really not sure to kick the second one again. He's already on guard, and I don't have the slightest.

"What are you doing?" A voice rang out at the mouth of the alley.

I turned around and saw that it was Zheng Euncheng! Thank God.

"Help!" I called out to him in Chinese for help.

"Teresa?" He froze, then said in English to the man in the sweatshirt across from me, "Man, it's two against one now." And my buddies will be there soon. And ......" he flashed his phone from behind him, "I've already dialed 999, are you sure you want to stay here?" ”

The man in the sweatshirt listened, gave me a vicious look, and then bent down to pick up his accomplice and leave.

I caught a glimpse of his eyes being a little yellow, and I thought he was an addict. It's really scary. If it falls into their hands, whether it is robbery or robbery, I will only die.

London, the dignified capital, is so badly secure. I muttered, "That's shocking to me." ”

"Are you alright?" Zheng Encheng asked me in Chinese.

"Hmm. Thanks to your timely appearance. I said, "Thank you." ”

"Let's go." Zheng Encheng was actually still wearing a stiff suit, "Are you going to the bus stop, I'll send you." ”

"Don't you have to wait for the police to come?" I asked him, "I've just called the police." ”

"I scared them." Zheng Encheng said.

"Oh." Suddenly, I looked into the alleyway, "Oh my God, what if they didn't go far and heard?" ”

"Hey, we speak Chinese." Zheng Encheng said, "If they have such a high level of foreign language literacy, they won't come to do this." ”

"That's right." I laughed, "I'm so stupid." ”

I followed him out of the alley, walking down the street lit by the dim lamps, and although there were always some "ghosts" floating in front of me, I was not afraid at all, because there was a tall man standing next to me.

"Thank you." Again, I said sincerely.

"Nothing." He said, "Everyone is a middle-......" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but pause before he continued: "They are all Chinese." There's no reason not to save you when you die. ”

I hung my head again, a little dumbfounded. Yes, I am no longer Chinese, and I am no longer worthy of being called a descendant of China.

Zheng Euncheng saw the expression on my face, he stopped and stared at me for two seconds, and then continued to walk forward, "At first I really thought you were a Chinese who grew up in the UK, ......"

"No, it won't. My Chinese is not standard? "That's not right, my enrollment form says "Theresa Brown." "You know my surname is Brown, so you don't doubt it?"

"I thought your father's name was Brown and your mother was Chinese." He said.

"Do I look like a Chinese-English race?" I asked.

"Some of them are of mixed Chinese and British descent, which is not obvious." He said, "Look at Guo Xianni, she is of mixed Chinese and British descent, but the ancient costume does not violate the harmony at all." And...... Your hair is naturally big curls, so I thought you were. ”

"You actually know Guo Xianni? You also watched TVB when you were a kid? I asked with a smile.

"Who didn't have Louis Koo in their childhood?" He said, "I've watched "Xun Qin"! ”

Oh yes. Guo Xianni did participate in it, and together with Xuan Xuan, it was a double heroine role.

I traced back to the previous question, "Am I not good at Chinese?" ”

"Chinese is good." He said, "Okay can speak in four words." He stared at me and said seriously, "Seriously, your foundation in Chinese culture is better than Zuo Yi." ”

"Poof......" I couldn't help but laugh and nudged him gently, "All kinds of signs indicate that I was born in China and grew up in China, and you actually ......"

"But!" He interrupted me, and when he said "but", the point was to come - "But you are not good at Mandarin!" ”

"Huh?" I was dumbfounded again.

"Just because you're good at Chinese doesn't mean you're good at Mandarin." "These are two concepts. ”

"Am I not good at Mandarin?" I always thought I was speaking standard Mandarin.

He squinted at me.

I immediately understood, "What Mandarin do I compare with you as a Beijinger!!" But I was not convinced, "Don't think that the Beijing dialect is Mandarin." Hum. ”

"Do you still think you speak standard Mandarin?" He said, "Then I'll guess, did you grow up in Jiangsu and Zhejiang before immigration?" ”

I can't say no. So I nodded.

"What's the name of your girl there?"

"Little lady." I said with an S City accent.

He still couldn't guess, and said, "Listen to a swear word." ”

I looked around and said, "This ...... Not so good. ”

"It's okay, no one understands anyway." He said cheerfully, "I'll come first." × you ×! ”

"Thirteen!" I scolded back.

"Shanghainese!" He hurriedly clapped his decision, and then denied himself, "No. I've been to Shanghai. It's called a little girl over there, not a 'little girl'. He said in my accent.

"I'm from S City." I reported my home. Save him the guesswork.

"Ahh "That's a good place...... It's a pity I haven't been there yet. He paused, very confused: "Then you are young, why do you ...... Will emigrate to the UK? Are your parents here too? Still is...... Still in the country? ”

Finally, I asked. Looking at his expression, I knew that he wanted to ask about Qiqi.

Because in his opinion, in China, it is almost impossible for me to give birth to a child while studying.

I looked at him, and he had saved me today, and was one of the few friends I had since I was in London. I finally decided to tell the truth. In this foreign land, it is a suitable atmosphere for talking.

"Do you really want to know why I immigrated?" I asked him.

“Yes,I wa

t.”

"Because I don't have a home in China anymore." I said softly.

"Would you like to go to the café in front for a while?" "I have a hunch that this story might be a bit long. ”

"Yes, it's a bit long." I smiled at him, "If you don't have anything else to do today, of course we can go." ”

"Let's go."