The high-speed train was speeding on the tracks, and Su Mengdie leaned on the window and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Su Mengdie carried a travel bag and walked out of Chengdu Railway Station.

Su Mengdie boarded the bus to Wenjiang.

Wenjiang is a small and moist city, with green mountains and green waters, and fresh air. The whole town is like a piece of crystal clear jade.

Su Mengdie knocked on the door of the single mother she was going to interview.

The door opened, and there was a young woman in her thirty-two or thirteen, dressed in simple and elegant pink loungewear, with a sincere smile in her eyes.

The young woman spoke: "Are you a Su reporter?" Hello, I'm Xu Meiyu. ”

Su Mengdie came back to her senses and hurriedly responded: "Yes, I'm Su Mengdie, I think Editor-in-Chief Wang has already told you, I came from Suining to give you a special report." Hope it didn't bother you. ”

Xu Meiyu smiled: "Even if you bother, I can complain." ”

Su Mengdie smiled and said, "Then let's start,"

So, Su Mengdie sat on the sofa and listened to Xu Meiyu's story.

Xu Meiyu, who had excellent grades, was in early love, but her boyfriend disappeared, she suffered humiliation, but she still insisted on giving birth to the child. Because she was not welcomed, she took her children to Wenjiang, Chengdu alone to join her aunt. My aunt suddenly fell ill and died, and she and her son have been dependent on each other ever since. She is strong and sets up a stall while taking care of her children, and she has developed better and better with her smart mind and honest business attitude. He has his own shop and two houses in Wenjiang.

"It's been more than ten years, and I still can't understand how my parents forced me out of the house at that time," Xu Meiyu fell into a few seconds of painful contemplation, but then laughed heartily: "I really admire myself, the children are 20 years old, and in the second half of my life, I just want to enjoy my life!" ”

Su Mengdie said: "For ten years, you have been silently sponsoring two poor students in the countryside of Suining, and I thank you for them." Seriously, I admire you, you are a great single mother. Don't worry, I'll send it to you as soon as your report is written, and I'll revise it if you think something is wrong. ”

Xu Meiyu smiled and said, "You don't need to send it to me, you send it directly, and I don't care how you write it." Over the years, I've become accustomed to people looking at me in all kinds of ways. ”

Su Mengdie said: "This is my habit. By the way, I want to go to the bathroom. ”

Xu Meiyu gestured.

Su Mengdie opened the door of the bathroom, and suddenly on the opposite wall, an oil painting hung on the wall made her creepy.

The painting depicts a woman in red. Yes, it was the woman in red she saw, with sad eyes and smiling lips, very beautiful and moving. She stood on a lawn that cast moonlight, her arms outstretched, as if embracing the moonlight overhead.

Su Mengdie looked at the painting in a daze, the beautiful woman in red, seemed to provoke her inner defense line with sad eyes.

"Ah," Su Mengdie screamed in horror.

Xu Meiyu heard the voice: "Reporter Su, what's wrong with you?" ”

Su Mengdie said: "My foot is broken, I'm sorry, I disturbed you." Then she pretended to be calm and said, "This painting is beautiful." ”

Xu Meiyu said generously: "If Reporter Su likes it, I'll give it to you." ”

Su Mengdie hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no, I just feel that this painting is very beautiful, and my grandfather also loved oil painting when he was alive." ”

"It seems that Reporter Su is a temperamental, and I'm thinking about whether to give you this painting," Xu Meiyu, "I'll invite you to a light meal later, and Reporter Su shouldn't be disgraceful." Okay, I'm going to put on some makeup, and I'll be off later. ”

"There's no need to eat," Su Mengdie said, "I have something to do in the afternoon, and I want to go back to Suining early." ”

Xu Meiyu said a little angrily: "Then don't write reports about me, I don't like people who grind." Then he took down the painting, "Reporter Su, this painting can't be hung here, it's easy to distract people." Then he took the painting and turned away, and took the door of the bathroom, leaving Su Mengdie alone in the bathroom in a daze.

This is a hot pot restaurant with a very chic decoration, and Xu Meiyu, who was dressed up, called anxiously and urged: "Friends from my hometown, Wen Tian, hurry up and have a meal together...... Well, no matter how important it is, I have to push it off...... You're not my son......"

Xu Meiyu snapped and closed her phone.

"You are a strong mother and a domineering mother," Su Mengdie quipped.

Xu Meiyu glanced at Su Mengdie meaningfully: "When you become a mother, you will know that I am not overbearing." ”

Su Mengdie was embarrassed for a moment and changed the topic: "Sister Meiyu, where did you buy that oil painting?" The woman on there is so beautiful. ”

Xu Meiyu said: "It was painted by my son. If you like a painting, let him draw another one for you. He majored in fine arts at university. Oops, why hasn't he come yet? ”

Su Mengdie suddenly became interested, and she asked: "This painting is amazing, it should be a special model." ”

Xu Meiyu smiled and said: "I don't understand this industry, when he comes, you can ask him specifically." Why, reporter Su, you have a lot of research on this aspect? ”

Su Mengdie shook her head: "No, I just appreciate it." ”

Xu Meiyu smiled and said: "It seems that literati are hypocritical and don't like to answer questions directly. ”

Su Mengdie said: "How can there be? ”

Xu Meiyu fell into a short contemplation: "Back then, my son's father took me down with a love letter every day, saying that the sea is dry and rotten, and love is old until the sky is wasted, in fact, it is all hypocritical words. As soon as I heard that I was pregnant, I ran away and lost everything from my life. I sometimes wonder if this person has never been here in my life. ”

"How old was he then?" Su Mengdie asked.

Xu Meiyu smiled faintly: "He is 21 years old, it stands to reason that at this age he can give me and the child an explanation, but he still escaped, he is not as bearable as a girl." I'm ashamed that my children have such fathers. ”

Su Mengdie said: "Don't be sad anymore, it's all over, aren't you okay now?" ”

Xu Meiyu shook her head: "For others, youth is the most beautiful fragment, and my youth is full of parents' abuse and baby's crying." Su journalist. I'm not a normal person. ”

"You're stronger than anyone else." Su Mengdie comforted the young single mother in front of her.

At this time, a boy dressed in an unusual fashion appeared at the door of the box. He has dyed blue hair, wears a black hip-hop outfit, and has a heroic look between his eyebrows.

"Come here," Xu Meiyu shouted, "It's finally here, I've told you, boys, don't grind, why are you still standing there?" ”

The boy came over and sat down next to Xu Meiyu, and Xu Meiyu introduced: "This is Reporter Su." Reporter Su, this is my son Xu Wentian. ”

Xu Wentian nodded politely to Su Mengdie. Then he said, "I'm so hungry, I'm going to eat." Then he took a big bite and ate it with a hot belly.

Su Mengdie suddenly felt that this boy had a terrifying momentum that suppressed her, maybe he was too casual, maybe he didn't look at her at all. She felt embarrassed.

It was Xu Meiyu who helped her open the topic: "Wen Tian, reporter Su is very interested in your oil painting hanging in the bathroom, she is from my hometown, this time I came here to do an interview, you can see if you can give her that painting." ”

Xu Wentian frowned: "I can paint something else for her, forget about this painting." The first thing I do when I get up in the morning and brush my teeth is to see her, and it's very pleasant. Mom, why do you always like to give away my paintings? Don't you know that these are my brains? ”

Xu Meiyu said solemnly: "Everyone likes your paintings, isn't it recognizing you?" Don't be so stingy, man! ”

Su Mengdie hurriedly played a round: "Don't give it to me, Sister Meiyu, don't embarrass Wen Tian, this painting should be very meaningful to him." I've seen it, I've admired it, and I've got it. ”

"No, I said I would send it to you, and he must send it!" Xu Meiyu snorted violently, without any room for negotiation.

Xu Wentian dropped his chopsticks and said angrily, "Why are you always like this, Mommy!" When I was a child, I knew that you were working hard with me alone, so I endured it again and again. I'm 20 years old now, and you're still doing this to me? Why do you have to give away a good painting when someone politely compliments you on a good painting? Did you know that I spent a lot of time on these paintings? ”

Xu Meiyu looked at Xu Wentian's eyes and said word by word: "Give it to those who appreciate your works, so that you can have new inspiration and create new works!" I don't want you to be stuck in the past! Got it? Xu Wentian? ”