Chapter 027, red beans don't cry

Updated: 2012-12-2912:15:57 Word Count: 3450

Fang Weifeng and Song Qingqing waited outside for more than half an hour before the bathroom door opened, and a little boy wrapped in a bathrobe that was at least twice his height walked out barefoot, washed off the dirt on his face, revealing his original appearance, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, if it weren't for the half-inch long hair, even if it was Fang Weifeng and Song Qingqing, I am afraid it would be difficult to distinguish his gender. Perhaps because of the heat in the bathroom, the little boy's handsome face was a little ruddy, wrapped in a bathrobe, and walked to Fang Weifeng's side, and shouted a little timidly: "Uncle." Waiting for the little boy to sit on the sofa, Fang Weifeng opened his mouth and asked, "Who sued you, I am your uncle?" Song Qingqing looked at Fang Weifeng with a strange face again, obviously, in her opinion, it is indeed not an unbelievable thing for Fang Weifeng, who is in his twenties, to have a son in his teens, after all, in her heart, no matter how good this man is, he can't hide the fact that he is devoted. Fang Weifeng didn't guess Song Qingqing's strange thoughts, frowned slightly, and said, "Your mother's name?" When she heard Nalan Yanran, Song Qingqing noticed that Fang Weifeng's body also trembled slightly, and he was stunned for a moment before he stretched out his hand, rubbed the little boy's head, showed a gentle smile, and said, "Your uncle is not wrong." Hearing Fang Weifeng's admission, the little boy's eyes suddenly turned red again, but he didn't let the tears slip out of his eyes, and his lips opened slightly, revealing a row of small white teeth.

Fang Weifeng and Song Qingqing waited outside for more than half an hour before the bathroom door opened, and a little boy wrapped in a bathrobe that was at least twice his height walked out barefoot, washed off the dirt on his face, revealing his original appearance, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, if it weren't for the half-inch long hair, even if it was Fang Weifeng and Song Qingqing, I am afraid it would be difficult to distinguish his gender.

Perhaps because of the heat in the bathroom, the little boy's handsome face was a little ruddy, wrapped in a bathrobe, and walked to Fang Weifeng's side, and shouted a little timidly: "Uncle." ”

Waiting for the little boy to sit on the sofa, Fang Weifeng opened his mouth and asked, "Who sued you, I am your uncle?"

"My mother. ”

Song Qingqing looked at Fang Weifeng with a strange face again, obviously, in her opinion, Fang Weifeng, who is in his twenties, has a son who is in his teens, which is indeed not an unbelievable thing, after all, in her heart, no matter how good this man is, he can't hide the fact that he is devoted.

Fang Weifeng didn't guess Song Qingqing's strange thoughts, frowned slightly, and said, "Your mother's name?"

"Nalan Yanran. ”

When she heard Nalan Yanran, Song Qingqing noticed that Fang Weifeng's body also trembled slightly, and he was stunned for a moment before he stretched out his hand, rubbed the little boy's head, showed a gentle smile, and said, "Your uncle is not wrong." ”

Hearing Fang Weifeng's admission, the little boy's eyes suddenly turned red again, but he didn't let the tears slip out of his eyes, his lips opened slightly, revealing a row of small white teeth, he looked at Fang Weifeng with some attachment, and called softly: "Uncle," not to mention that compared to his peers, even compared to those children who are several years older than him, he is more sensible and well-behaved.

"Why did your mother let you come to me?" Fang Weifeng asked with a frown.

"My mother said that she wanted to sleep, and this time she would sleep for a long time, and she couldn't take care of me, so she asked me to come to the city to find my uncle. ”

After listening to the little boy's words, Fang Weifeng's body trembled slightly, maybe the little boy didn't understand what his mother's sentence meant by sleeping for a long time, a long time, but how could Song Qingqing and Fang Weifeng, who were adults, not understand, I am afraid that they will never wake up after sleeping this night.

Fang Weifeng threw away the cigarette butt, stretched out his hand to wrap the bathrobe for him, and asked with a trembling voice: "How did you get out of the village, and how did you find Uncle here?"

"I asked those uncles and aunts all the way over, and my mother said that my uncle's father was an official and a mayor, and I could find it if I asked a few more people in the city. ”

Listening to only a few dozen words, and even with a childish feeling, Fang Weifeng's eyes also became a little sour, gloomy, Song Qingqing couldn't even help but shed tears, Song Qingqing didn't know, but Fang Weifeng knew that coming from the village where he lived when he was a child, even an adult might not be able to do it, let alone a little boy who was less than ten years old, gently picked him up, put him on his lap, and said, "In the future, I will live here with my uncle, and my uncle will take care of you." ”

"Hmm. ”

"What's your name?"

"My mother said, my name is Nalan Red Bean, and Red Beans are born in the south of the country. ”

Seeing that Nalan Hongdou's upper eyelids and lower eyelids had begun to fight, Song Qingqing, who was sitting opposite, wiped his tears, looked at Fang Weifeng and whispered, "Otherwise, let him go to sleep first!"

Fang Weifeng nodded, only to notice that the Nalan Red Bean in his arms had fallen asleep, his hands were tightly grasping his clothes, as if he was worried that he would run away suddenly, and he didn't wake him up, but carried him back to his room.

Song Qingqing didn't expect that the first time he went to Fang Weifeng's room, he also brought a drag oil bottle, and in the end, he had no choice but to sleep on the same bed, Song Qingqing glanced at Nalan Red Beans sleeping in the middle, and said with a look of regret: "His mother must not be simple." ”

Fang Weifeng nodded, and said with a somewhat floating look in his eyes: "She is a very good, very good woman." ”

Knowing what Song Qingqing wanted to ask, without waiting for her to speak, Fang Weifeng said lightly: " The village where I grew up is called Yanglong Village, although the name brings a dragon, but there is no dragon energy and dragon veins or anything like that, just a very ordinary small village, there are almost more than 100 households, Nalan Yanran, who came to that village from the outside, all say that Shanghai is xenophobic, in fact, in those small places, it is more xenophobic than Shanghai, I am a person who is excluded by the whole village, and his mother is also one, but there was no him at the time, his mother is more than ten years older than me, it is estimated that the two of them are sympathetic, I became the only person she can talk to in that village, and she has become my only friend。 ”

Seeing that Song Qingqing wanted to speak and stopped, Fang Weifeng smiled bitterly: "Do you want to ask, why don't I take her out?"

Song Qingqing nodded.

Fang Weifeng re-lit a cigarette and said slowly: "Last time I went back, I went to the place where she lived to look for it, but I didn't find anyone, I guess I knew that my illness was very strict, so I deliberately avoided me!"

"Tell me your story!" Song Qingqing whispered, as if she was afraid of waking up Nalan Hongdou, who was sleeping peacefully in Fang Weifeng's arms.

Fang Weifeng nodded, was silent for a moment, and said: "At that time, the adults and children in the whole village scolded me for being a white-eyed wolf who couldn't be raised, and the children bullied me every once in a while, every time someone bullied me, she would stand up and help me drive away those people, drive away the little ghosts, and those old ghosts would naturally jump out, and then she would run away with me, and every time I was hungry, she would take me to the dealer's field to find food, and it wasn't until my dad came back a year later that she took me and my mother out of that place, and never saw her again." ”

"Let me take care of him in the future!" Song Qingqing bit her lip slightly and said.

Fang Weifeng shook his head, rubbed Nalan Hongdou's head, and said with a smile: "He won't agree, just like his mother, he won't beg anyone, even if he starves to death, he won't beg the people of that village to help her, and her son, I will take care of it, even if she can be blind under Jiuquan, tomorrow I will take him back to see his mother's last face, before I died, I couldn't repay the care of me that year, after death, I will also let her be buried in a beautiful way, no longer suffer a little more." ”

Song Qingqing, who was a woman at the beginning, can be regarded as a marrow eater, but now there is an oil bottle in the middle, and she has to pout.

Song Qingqing and Nalan Hongdou both fell asleep deeply, only Fang Weifeng was not sleepy at all, and the figure named Nalan Yanran kept appearing in his mind, that year was his happiest year in that village, at least when someone bullied him, someone would stand up to help him. Later, when I arrived in the city, even if there was a father who was a governor, he was still so weak, and it was estimated that it was inseparable from the shadows left by his childhood, so that the Nalan red bean in his arms changed into a comfortable posture before slowly flowing down.

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Early morning.

Song Qingqing, who was accustomed to getting up early, opened her eyes and saw that Nalan Hongdou was still lying quietly in Fang Weifeng's arms, pouted, and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, as soon as I came, I took my place, you know, Miss Ben didn't return all night at a big risk, and when we get acquainted with each other in the future, we will slowly find you to settle this account back," After speaking, he saw Fang Weifeng's face that seemed to be smiling, but in an instant, he saw that Song Qingqing's face suddenly became flushed, and he didn't say a word for a long time, and finally muttered directly, turned around and covered his back and said, "I'll sleep for a while." ”

"Don't ...... You guys don't bully my mom......"

Hearing the Nalan red bean in his arms suddenly scream, Fang Weifeng, who was still holding back his laughter, gradually retracted his smiling face.

Song Qingqing also got out of the quilt, saw Nalan Hongdou's painful look, the flushing on his face gradually receded, his brows were tightly locked, and he raised his head, only to see that Fang Weifeng's face was already a little gloomy and terrifying, although Song Qingqing didn't know much, but from Fang Weifeng's words, he also roughly knew that the woman named Nalan Yanran was probably not light in Fang Weifeng's heart.

After a few minutes, I saw the sweaty Nalan Hongdou wake up, and seeing Fang Weifeng's face, Nalan Hongdou was stunned at first, and then shouted obediently: "Uncle." ”

Fang Weifeng nodded, rubbed Nalan Hongdou's head, tried his best to soften the expression on his face, and said, "Hongdou, someone bullied your mother?"

Nalan Hongdou's clear, unadulterated eyes looked at Fang Weifeng, pursed his mouth tightly, did not speak, and said with a crying voice after a long time: "Mom won't let me tell you." ”

"Don't listen to my uncle?"

"Listen. ”

"Then sue me, is someone bullying your mother?"

Nalan Hongdou struggled for a long time before he nodded, and said with red eyes: "There were a lot of people who came that day, some scolded my mother, and some beat my mother......"

Feeling that the breath on Fang Weifeng's body was getting colder and colder, Song Qingqing hurriedly reminded: "Don't freak out the red beans. ”

Only then did Nalan Hongdou notice that there was a strange woman beside her, her body shrank into Fang Weifeng's arms, glared at Song Qingqing with some disgust, and stopped talking.

Fang Weifeng took a deep breath, got up and said, "Get dressed, let's go see your mother today." ”

"Hmm. ”

Seeing that Nalan Hongdou put on yesterday's tattered clothes again, Song Qingqing frowned, looked at Nalan Hongdou, and said, "Auntie, go buy you a set of clothes!"

Nalan Hongdouli ignored Song Qingqing, took the clothes and ran to the bathroom, and after a few minutes, he came back wearing the clothes that were already so tattered that they couldn't be tattered yesterday.

Fang Weifeng frowned and said, "Let's go buy a set of clothes first!"

Nalan Hongdou looked at Fang Weifeng pitifully, his two fingers intertwined, lowered his head and whispered: "This is the clothes my mother made for me, I want to wear them back to see her," After speaking, he raised his head, looked at Fang Weifeng with teary eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Uncle, let me wear it back to see my mother, if I change my clothes, I'm afraid she won't recognize me when she sees me, wait until I finish reading my mother, come back and change it, I promise to be obedient, uncle, don't drive me away......"

Seeing that Nalan Hongdou's tears were flowing out, Fang Weifeng gently picked her up and said softly, "Uncle won't drive you away." ”

"Hmm. ”

Song Qingqing even found it hard to imagine what kind of person Nalan Hongdou's mother was to be able to teach such a child, even if she came from such a distant place, she didn't shed a single tear, but now she shed tears because she was worried that her mother wouldn't know her when she went back.

Fang Weifeng, who was holding Nalan Red Bean, walked to the living room to get the Land Rover car keys, gently wiped away the tears on Nalan Red Bean's cheeks, and said softly: "Red Bean, don't cry, let's go see Mom." ”

"Well, red beans are very well-behaved, don't cry, don't cry anymore. ”

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