Lanzhou, Hejia.

Just as Du Wanling told Cheng Jia'an that day, it didn't take much time for her to be smoothly transferred to a cultural department in Lanzhou under the active operation of He Weiguo. Although it is also an idle job, the family is now a happy reunion.

This was the result that Du Wanling was looking forward to back then.

But now that they are together, they find that it is not at all what they hoped for. The first is that the relationship between husband and wife has become alienated and indifferent, and there are even some feelings that are close to the end of the world and are like strangers. In the same room, the two didn't communicate too much.

It's not that I don't want to communicate, but I can't talk about it at all. Every peaceful opening always ends with He Weiguo's thunderous noise, and his private life has gradually moved from the same bed and different dreams to the state of separation in the same room.

It's just that considering the impact of their careers, the two did not enter a substantive divorce. And for this state of life, both of them invariably hid it from He Yi'an.

It turns out that life is not as good as I imagined!

is reluctantly peaceful, and looks like a god, this may be the best state at the moment.

He Yi'an, under the constraints of He Weiguo's strong will, chose to "temporarily compromise", but he also became difficult to return to his home and complained of hardship. Under the pressure of this heavy and bleak heart, the cheerful and lively nature of the copy became more and more silent.

Even when Du Wanling came to Lanzhou, he did not quit the school's collective dormitory and moved back to live in his home. Silently enduring the resentment in his heart, slowly licking the cut wound, Xu Tu has the ability to change all this in the future.

And He Weiguo, it has been a year since he made a big scene.

In his opinion, what used to be in the past is in the past tense, and the eyes should look forward. Now that everything has entered the right track in my mind, the next step is to continue to make efforts to make great strides towards the ultimate goal of Xiamen.

As for the wives and sons who are indifferent to themselves and cold to themselves, there is no need to persuade them too much now, and one day they will find that everything they have done is right, rational, and the most perfect.

Facts speak louder than words, so why argue right now about who is up and who is down!

On the weekend, He Yi'an was asked to go back to his home by Du Wanling and sit together for a homely meal, which can be regarded as giving a glimmer of possibility for this family that is falling apart day by day.

At this moment, Du Wanling was busy cooking in the kitchen, while He Weiguo was sitting idly on the sofa reading the newspaper, and Du Wanling, who had been busy for a long time, said with a frown.

"Yi'an will be here in a while, do you want to help prepare some malt cream, fruits, etc., and let the child bring them back."

He Weiguo seemed to be gambling with He Yi'an, he didn't bother to raise his eyelids, shook the newspaper, and said angrily: "What to bring!" Is it so hard to get him back to live? In the past, I was alone, but now that you have been transferred to Lanzhou, he should be sensible and move back to live! ”

Du Wanling threw the rag to the side angrily, and said complainingly: "The child doesn't want to live at home, who can blame it?" ”

"Humph!"

He Weiguo let out a cold snort in his nose, and said with a gloomy face: "The big and small truths are very clear, this kid is not going to hang his face on me as soon as he comes back." ”

Du Wanling endured it, not wanting to continue the words at this pace, the result must be very unpleasant: "I'm back, and you also adjust your emotions." ”

He Weiguo instead got up aggressively, put down the newspaper, and said angrily: "What? I'm a father, I still have to look at his face? ”

"You!"

Du Wanling was angry and shook her head speechlessly: "Forget it, it doesn't make sense with you!" ”

Not long after, He Yi'an knocked on the door and came in, his face was gloomy, Du Wanling changed her smile and hurriedly greeted her: "Yi'an is back, just right!" Mom just cooked and is tired! Weiguo, Yi'an is back! ”

"Oh, back?"

He Weiguo did not have a trace of expression on his face, and sat still dullly. He Yi'an nodded slightly, looking very cold, and just responded politely: "Well, Dad, Mom!" ”

Du Wanling took He Yi'an's arm and forced a smile and said, "Wash your hands and eat, you must be hungry." ”

After He Yi'an washed his hands and was pressed by Du Wanling in front of the dining table, He Weiguo put down the newspaper stupidly and came to the dining table to sit down. The atmosphere was cold for a while, He Yi'an stared at the dishes on the table and was silent, He Weiguo frowned, his face was quite unhappy. Du Wanling can only bite the bullet and maneuver in the middle, acting as a peacemaker.

Du Wanling hurriedly sandwiched a huge piece of braised pork and put it in He Yi'an's bowl, and said earnestly: "Come, Yi'an, this is your favorite braised pork, eat more...... Well, have you been busy with school lately? ”

"It's fine!" He Yi'an slowly picked up the chopsticks and poked the rice in the bowl, his tone as flat as water.

"Can you still get used to the food in the canteen?"

"It's okay!"

Seeing his son with his head down, looking like he didn't know what to eat, He Weiguo was very irritable, suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "Yi'an, if I still talk about it, your mother has also arrived in Lanzhou, you should also move back to live, what's good about always living in the school dormitory." ”

He Yi'an raised his head slightly and responded bluntly: "I like the dormitory!"

"You!" He Weiguo was displeased.

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel as soon as you father and son get together, okay, can you still eat quietly?" Du Wanling hurriedly interjected in the middle to extinguish the flames that were about to be noisy, she had seen too many scenes like this in the past year, even if she tried her best to adjust, the father and son were like water and oil, and it was difficult to integrate perfectly.

Du Wanling sighed in her heart, looked at He Yi'an gently, and said, "Yi'an, today is the weekend, don't go back, is it okay to accompany your mother at home?" ”

He Yi'an raised his head and looked at his mother's frowns, her haggard and poignant face, full of hope, her heart couldn't help but soften, and she swallowed back the words she just wanted to refuse.

"I ...... Well, okay then. ”

"That's good, that's good!" Du Wanling's face suddenly showed a hint of warmth, and she happily sandwiched another piece of meat and put it into He Yi'an's bowl, and said happily: "Come, another piece of meat!" There's a lot of your favorite food......"

In order to welcome the return of her son, Du Wanling did take great pains to pick up a lot of dishes, plates and saucers were placed on the table, and the chickens, ducks, fish and geese were extremely rich, which was not much better than the restaurants outside.

But it was such a gluttonous feast, He Yi'an didn't have any appetite for mouth, salivation, and what he put in his mouth was also unpleasant.