Chapter 17: Surprise Love

Eating the dishes brought by the child, Du Wanling seemed to have eaten the most beautiful and sweetest honey in the world, sweet from the tip of her tongue to the bottom of her heart.

She happily looked at He Yi'an beside her, and suddenly felt that there were too many things she had ignored and lost. The taste of happiness made her infatuated, and it also made her more determined to keep He Yi'an by her side, and she must find ways to resolve this potential crisis.

After self-analysis, when he saw that He Yi'an only finished serving himself with vegetables, but left the Cheng family and his wife aside, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and he blamed the child for not being a man, so he hurriedly prompted: "Yi'an, also give you your godfather and godmother vegetables." ”

He Yi'an smiled and didn't say anything, but Li Xiulan counted down with a big grin: "Hey, forget it, we won't talk about these politeness." Let me tell you, when you eat on weekdays, this is a pack of wolves, if you have to slow down a little, it must be a bottom-up. ”

"Kid, it's all like this!" Cheng Jia'an happily gaged.

Du Wanling blamed slightly: "You don't let some younger brothers and sisters!" ”

Hearing this, Li Xiulan said openly: "Hey, you're wrong to blame Yi'an, what good things are there, he was the first to think of our river, his brother, doing a good job!" ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention!

Du Wanling raised her head sensitively and looked at Cheng Jiangshui opposite. And Cheng Jiangshui hurriedly glanced at He Yi'an, his cheeks suddenly flushed, and he lowered his head very shyly, and He Yi'an was also stupidly happy at Cheng Jiangshui......

"Boom!" Perhaps it was the nature of the mother and son's bloodline, this subtle scene suddenly made Du Wanling have a bad premonition in her heart.

Du Wanling frowned and thought for a while, and said to He Yi'an in a consultative tone: "Yi'an, can you go to the guest house with your mother to sleep at night?" Mom hasn't seen you for a long time and wants to talk to you more. ”

The unexpected thought made He Yi'an stunned at first, and when he saw his mother's expectant eyes, he nodded unconsciously. In this regard, Du Wanling was also very pleased, temporarily put aside the doubts in her heart, and the meal ended in a lively atmosphere......

The moon is like a basin, and the frost is steep.

In the guest house, Du Wanling, who was full of endless joy in her heart, held Yi'an's hand, as if she was admiring the most beautiful painting.

The difference is that when he gets along alone, He Yi'an looks a little restrained and his face is panicked.

Time is a terrible thing, like a boning knife, a sword that cuts love.

Although it is said that the blood and family relationship cannot be changed, the mother and son cannot be forgotten. But He Yi'an's days by Du Wanling's side are really numbered, there is no time to accompany each other day and night, there is no cultivation of ears and temples, and it is impossible to precipitate and grow feelings just by relying on the thoughts of different sides of the world or the temporary love of Buddha's feet. No matter how close the bloodline is, it can't achieve natural harmony, just like the sense of smell, living there for a long time without knowing its taste, fresh is equivalent to being strange.

Therefore, from this point of view, Du Wanling's idea is right.

In the future, mothers and children need companionship, understanding, and communion, and the coldness and stiffness between each other will slowly disappear, so that what is lost, or is about to be lost, can be saved.

Du Wanling lifted her spirits, excitedly took out a new dress from the bag she brought, and said excitedly: "Yi'an, my mother rushed over from the city in a hurry, and bought you a dress by the way, come, put it on and try it, see if it is suitable?" ”

"Oh, thank you, Mom?" He Yi'an bowed slightly, if it was Li Xiulan on the other side, he would not be so polite.

Du Wanling's heart was sour, she glared at He Yi'an, and pretended to be angry: "I'm my mother, I still need to thank you!" ”

He Yi'an scratched his head in disdain, turned around and put on his clothes with the help of Du Wanling Yinyin. But what is embarrassing is that the clothes are so small that I can't even lift my elbows, He Yi'an said curtly: "Mom, it seems to be a little smaller!" ”

Ay...... That's the problem! Du Wanling sighed reproachfully, with an unconcealable shame on her face: "It's all because my mother didn't do a good job, and I don't even know what size your clothes are, forget it, I'll take it back and return it." ”

Saying that, Du Wanling took off his clothes in frustration and was about to put them back, but He Yi'an hurriedly stopped: "Don't, Mom, it's okay." I can't wear it, I can leave it to the river. All of our family's clothes are worn by me, and then worn by Jiang Hai, and they don't wear new clothes. ”

Speaking of family affairs, He Yi'an was suddenly full of interest, as if he was chattering to a person with deep feelings, but he didn't pay attention to his unconscious words, which had hurt his sensitive mother.

Du Wanling was stunned and said, "Our family? ”

"Ugh!" He Yi'an was shocked at this time, scratched his head a little at a loss, looked at Du Wanling with a slightly resentful face, and apologized curtly: "I'm sorry, Mom, I said I'm used to it." ”

Du Wanling is indeed a little sad in her heart, but she can't blame the child, let alone dump the blame on the Cheng family and his wife.

If you want to blame yourself, you can only blame yourself, blame this damn fate.

She softly felt sorry for herself: "Also, you have been at your godfather's and godmother's house for too long, and you don't know that you also have a home." ”

He Yi'an was a little anxious, thinking that his mother was really hurt by his own unintention, so he hurriedly stepped forward and confessed his mistake in a tangled way: "Mom, don't be sad, or ...... Or I'll pay attention to it later. ”

"Oh, no, no!"

Du Wanling, who blames herself, is not the kind of person who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge and betrays her treachery, on the contrary, his reaction to the child is approving and even approving: "Yi'an, you are right to say this!" People should know how to be grateful. Your godfather and godmother have really paid too much for us, and you must repay them well in the future. Mom just blames herself a little bit, it's Mom and Dad who didn't take care of you. ”

He Yi'an's face stiffened slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then said faintly: "Mom, I don't blame you, my godfather and godmother have really regarded me as their own son over the years, and they have taken care of me first." Take this dress as an example, I have always had new clothes, and the rivers, rivers and seas are all changed from old clothes. I also know that my godfather and godmother are afraid that I will be wronged, so I never mention it, but I remember it in my heart. ”

Du Wanling looked at He Yi'an approvingly: "Well, you are a good boy, I should really thank them, they educated you so well." ”

"Hey, hey!" Seeing that his mother calmed down, He Yi'an smiled stupidly and said freely: "Mom, you don't have to put the words of thanks on your lips, godfather and godmother don't care about this, I understand them." ”

"Yes, they are all good people, and we are really lucky to have met them." Du Wanling nodded in agreement, and as soon as her voice changed, her eyebrows were a little apprehensive: "Yi'an, you won't blame your father, after all, he rarely comes here to see you!" ”

mentioned He Weiguo, He Yi'an's face suddenly turned from sunny to dark, and he sat silently on the edge of the bed, bowing his head and being speechless, which made Du Wanling's heart rise with a burst of sourness and helplessness.

At this moment, some of the guidance and explanation work can only be done by yourself who is caught in the middle, even if it is a white lie.

"Actually, your dad also cares about you very much, he is just busy with work, and when we all move together in the future, Mom and Dad will care more about you."

Before the words fell, I saw He Yi'an suddenly raise his head and look at Du Wanling in surprise: "Move together?" Mom, you mean ......"

Seeing that the words were about to cut to the topic, but in the face of He Yi'an's panicked expression, even if she was already mentally prepared, Du Wanling's heart still trembled, she tried her best to suppress the turmoil in her heart, and persuaded her son as calmly as possible.

"This is what Mom wants to talk to you, you are a sophomore in high school this year, and Mom and Dad want to plan for your future. We also hope that you will go to university in the future and receive a higher level of education. During this time, your father was transferred to the province, and your mother was alone in Longyou, and the previous house was still there. I'm thinking of transferring your school to Longyou, where the educational resources are much better than those here in the group......

He Yi'an suddenly interrupted his mother's words, and his tone was a little stiff: "Mom, I am also willing to go to college, this is originally my goal." But I don't want to change schools, I can learn well here. ”

He Yi'an's words cut off the flow, and even had a bit of a non-negligible taste, which made Du Wanling, who was full of expectations, a little hurried, her face was bitter, and she frowned and asked, "You, are you unwilling to live with your mother?" ”

He Yi'an hurriedly said: "No, no, I ......"

Du Wanling asked: "Then you are reluctant to let you be your godfather and godmother?" ”

He Yi'an muttered: "A little! ”

Du Wanling frowned, her palms were actually tightly holding a handful of sweat, and asked tentatively: "Then, then you are reluctant...... River? ”

He Yi'an suddenly lowered his head and was silent, the reaction at this moment, this silence, made Du Wanling suddenly feel dizzy with five thunders and the sky spinning. Under the sudden change in his face, Huo Di sat down on the bed with a bang, his eyes were blank and demented.