Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 190: Smoking is not allowed in the villa
Yueliang's song doesn't speak.
The atmosphere suddenly became dull and depressing.
But the woman continued to enjoy her tea, not affected at all.
Seeing his mother and daughter get along better than strangers, Elder Tang's eyes slightly flickered, and he stood leaning against his cane, "I caught a black fish in the lake this morning. Weighing three catties. I'll go to the kitchen to see if it's ready." Are you done, Yue Liang will stay for this lunch."
The wooden door of the tea room was closed from the outside, and light entered from the low window on the side and hit the low table. Just drinking tea is very artistic.
Song Yueliang lifted her eyes and looked at the woman who was tasting tea.
The light shone on her face, and the scar left in the middle of her beautiful face was meandering and ferocious, completely shattering the beauty and style of the woman.
From the beginning of her memory, women have always loved beauty.
I would dress myself beautifully anytime.
“What do you see, you think this scar will make me cry with sadness, so painful that I don't want to live?” The woman slightly raised her phoenix eyes and smiled gently.
Facial muscles stretch, pulling on scars, like a squirming centipede crawling across the face.
Song Yue said coldly, “See how scary you are now.”
The smile on the woman's face slowly disappeared, her eyes turned cold, "Have you seen enough?"
“Go home after lunch, do not be too visible in the territory of others.”
“Song Yueliang, I am forty-three years old, did you teach me a lesson?”
"Did I say something wrong?"
"Is this how you treat your own mother?"
“First of all you have to ask yourself if you look like a mother.”
The woman stared fixedly at Song Yueliang, and the atmosphere in the room came back cold.
Outside the room, Elder Tang leaned on a stick and walked slowly along the blue-colored winding road in Dongyuan. Along the way, there was a gurgling stream, strange grasses and rocks, and there was still a graceful and refined fragrance floating in the air.
The season here seems to be slower than the previous season outside.
“Ah Zheng, have I taken good care of this park?” The old man asked with a smile, then asked himself, “This is suitable for the rest of my life.”
The tall and quiet man walked quietly behind him, with one leg slightly limping as he walked.
“Always boring, why don't you say a few more words to me?” Elder Tang shook his head, and switched the topic helplessly, “Song Yueliang often went in and out of town during this period, and she actually lived in a poor and remote village. Here, the little baby that called her mother was really hers. daughter?"
Perhaps knowing that the people behind him were unwilling to chat with him, the old man simply said to himself, "Now that Li Qiang has come out, they can be considered a family reunion. But women are different from men. When a woman has at home, she tends to lose her spirit and ambition. In the future, Song Yueliang's thoughts about the company might become less and less."
"What do you want to do?" The man behind spoke and finally spoke.
Just this one sentence alone made the old man happy, “I saw there was a lot of alienation between their mother and daughter. When Li Qiang was released from prison, he would rather come to the Men's Villa than tell Song Yueliang to pick him up... Why don't you let Li Qiang stay for a while?"
The man frowned, “This is uncomfortable.”
“Didn't he say he could help care for the flowers and plants in the garden? Let's do it like this.” The old man walked forward and smiled to himself, "The divorce between Song Chunsheng and Fang Ru has caused a lot of commotion in the city. Shi will be in chaos, okay!"
Leisurely Man Villa enjoyed an abundant lunch today.
There were two more people eating, and the dish was twice as many as usual.
The leek fish fillet placed in the middle of the circular dining table is the most striking. The large plate was large enough to be exhibited by Mr. Tang. He caught it himself.
It's just that the atmosphere at the dining table is less lively.
There were four people at one table, except for him, the other three were unwilling to say a word.
Before leaving the lazy villa, Song Yueliang asked the woman again, "Do you want to leave?"
“Do not go.” The woman did not raise her eyebrows, "You live your life, I live my life, don't interfere with each other, I don't want to see you, I think you do."
That's how their mother and son are always together.
Each has his own opinion.
Indifference and alienation.
Tang Zheng sent Song Yueliang to Dongyuan gate. When she turned her head, she found a woman standing quietly beside the flower garden behind her, her gaze fixed on the figure of a car in the distance.
He frowned and walked around the woman.
The lighters rang, followed by a faint smell of tobacco.
Tang Zheng turned his head, and the woman standing there lit a cigarette and reflected smoke, with a graceful and skillful posture.
"Smoking is not allowed at Idle Man's Villa." He frowned so he could tie it.
The woman's phoenix eyes turned, and the tail of her eyes lifted lightly, "Really."
After a pause, he asked again, "How much is the monthly salary for caring for those flowers and plants?"
"Two hundred, including rooms and lodges."
Private villa, his salary was much higher than outside.
“The money is enough to buy cigarettes.” The woman muttered in a low voice, smoked her cigarette again, and left gracefully, leaving only a slight smell of smoke in the air.
The woman ignored his warning.
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Song Yueliang returned to the fenced yard at night.
There were several long clothes drying poles in the courtyard that almost filled the small courtyard.
On the right are pieces of bacon and sausage strung together with cotton ropes, which have been soaked and started to dry.
On the left hang the cover of the blanket and bed linen that has been washed, and even cotton is spread out on the mattress. After half a day of drying, it becomes swollen and tender, giving off the smell of a mixture of cotton and sunlight.
Seeing his mother return, Qi Qi jumped out of the main hall, pointing to the blankets and sheets, with great pride, "Mom, this is the new blanket I bought today! I washed the blankets and sheets with my father, and they waited until they dried." It can be used after sewn on cotton, and the new blanket can be closed as soon as the grandmother returns."
After she finished speaking, Wa'er raised his head again, and said expectantly, "Mom, will grandma be back the day after tomorrow? Can I pick her up with you?"
Song Yueliang stroked her daughter's hair, and smiled slightly forcedly, "Qiqi really wants to meet grandma?"
"Think about that."
“If the time comes, I'll take you to see him.”
Qi Qi was young, so he did not understand his mother's intentions. He's going to meet grandma, not pick her up. He's always happy.
Fu Yanchi came out right behind his daughter, standing a few steps away from her.
Right now, the sky was already dark, and the sun had already set, leaving only a hint of twilight on the edge of the sky, which vaguely reflected the woman's expression.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward to coax his daughter away, then asked, "Are there any accidents?"
Song Yueliang was silent for a while, and said lightly, "It's no wonder, she came out today, but she refused to go with me, and temporarily stayed in the lazy villa, instead, tang Lao territory."
“Aibi Li's temperament is the same as before, and nothing seems to change.” Not wanting to see the woman's grim expression, Fu Yanchi changed the topic, "Let's eat first, mother-in-law and uncle Gui have prepared dinner, and I will wait for you back. There are many things you like food ."
"okay."
The voices of the people in the kitchen room in the fenced yard remained as warm as ever.
Returning to this place, Song Yueliang's depression was resolved.
I always thought about the woman, and the horrible scar on her face.
For years, she never really understood why the way she got along with the woman was so outspoken and indifferent, when they were mother and son.