Song Qingchun was stunned in the face of Su's mother's sudden request, although she was puzzled in her heart, she still nodded very sensibly and obediently, and said, "Okay." ”

In the café of the hotel, there was no one, Song Qingchun and Su Mu found a sofa by the window to sit on, and sat down face to face.

In the early years, Su's mother, with a child, lived a poor life, she was still very young at that time, and she always fantasized that she could sit in Starbucks and pretend to drink a cup of coffee with a girl of the same age, and then she became richer and richer, and she could afford to drink no matter how good the coffee was, but she couldn't get used to the smell, so after the waiter handed over the tea list, she ordered a pot of Biluochun, which she has been fond of drinking all these years.

Biluochun quickly brought it up, Song Qingchun wanted to help make tea, but Su Mu took the teapot first, brewed high and brewed low, and then poured two cups of tea in an orderly manner, and handed one of them to Song Qingchun first.

"Thank you." Song Qingchun took it with both hands.

Su Mu raised her head and smiled, picked up another cup of tea, took a sip, the tea was fragrant, but her heart became more sad and joyful.

Su Mu didn't speak for a long time, just took a small sip of tea. Rebuild the daughter country

Her silent appearance made Song Qingchun's heart have a bad premonition, she glanced at Su Mu opposite from time to time, and when she didn't know how many times she went to see Su Mu, Su Mu put down the teacup in her hand and gave her a charitable smile: "This tea is not bad." ”

Song Qingchun didn't taste what this tea tasted like at all, and when he heard Su Mu's words, he nodded slowly, and said "um" very cooperatively.

Su Mu poured the boiling water into the teapot, still using the elegant appearance of making tea just now, and poured tea into the two teacups.

Song Qingchun finally couldn't help but open his mouth when Su Mu picked up the teacup: "Aunt Su, do you have something to tell me?" ”

"Hmm." Su Mu responded, she didn't think about how to speak, she paused, and said, "It's cold outside, drink some hot tea first, warm up, and talk about it later." ”

She said this, even if Song Qingchun was nervous and curious in her heart, she was embarrassed to ask, so she had to pretend to be calm and wait.

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After Su Mu finished making tea for the fourth time, she finally opened her mouth: "Youth, first of all, I want to say thank you to you, thanks to you for taking care of Ah Nian these days." ”

Song Qingchun raised the teacup to his mouth and fell: "Aunt Su, where are you talking about it, Su Zhinian was injured because of me, this is what I should do." ”

Su Mu smiled, the question of not thanking should be too much entanglement, she looked at Song Qingchun for a while, then lowered her gaze, sighed slightly, and said directly to the point: "Youth, I won't tell you, the reason why I have been doing things frequently these days is because I went to interview and take care of Ah Nian." ”

Interview for caregivers? Song Qingchun's expression was slightly stunned, and he vaguely knew the purpose of Su Mu's appointment to come here to talk.

Su Mu simply organized the language, and then continued: "I didn't do it properly, after all, you have a job and your father to accompany you, there is no reason for you to take care of Ah Nian day and night......"

Song Qingchun wasn't sure whether Su Mu was being polite to herself, or if there was something else hidden behind her words, she pursed her lips slightly and didn't speak.