Life With You

Ever since Qiao Aiwen got engaged to Ling Yue, even if she moved out completely, she would only come back to visit on weekends or when she was free. Song Xi was afraid that Ren Lina would be sad if there was suddenly one person missing from the family, so she often comforted her. Ren Lina said: She She is also angry with me at home, I wish she would get married as soon as possible, and now it suits my wishes.

How can there be a mother who doesn't love her daughter? Song Xi knew that Ren Lina was just being tough, just like Qiao Aiwen was angry with Ren Lina while buying cosmetics for her, and would tease her from time to time: Do you want to find a future wife or something? It’s okay, my brother and I are both open-minded people and won’t stop you.”

Because of these words, Ren Lina ordered Qiao Aiwen not to come back for a month, which made her heartbroken.

Song Xi also asked George Sheng privately, Ren Lina is not yet fifty years old, and the rest of her life is so long. Even if she has two children, and now she has a grandson to take care of her, will there be any particularly lonely and deserted moments? She hopes to have a companion by her side. Keep me company?

George Sheng said: My mother will not look for her again. Don't look at her as if she only spends money all day long and doesn't care about anything. In fact, she is a person who only does one thing in her life. When she married my father , my dad told her that as long as she is happy in this life, it is not your business, so don’t worry about it, just take care of yourself. She listened to my dad’s words, so even if my dad is gone, she will still be the same as before. .”

George Sheng didn't say anything very sensational, but Song Xi's eyes turned red as she listened. She would only listen to one person's words in her life. Even if that person is gone, she would still be the same as before. This is what long-lasting love is.

George Sheng lowered his head and saw Song Xi pursed her lips, looking like she was holding back tears. His thumb scratched her cheek. He asked softly, What's wrong?

Song Xi pursed her lips, So your personality is like my mother's.

Qiao Dingxiang has incurred too many romantic debts in his life. Outsiders say that Ren Lina is thirty years younger than him and she only married him for the sake of wealth. But now she is the one who is keeping him safe when she sends him away.

George Sheng knew what Song Xi meant and deliberately teased her, If I were like my mother, all I would have left was eating, drinking and having fun.

Sure enough, Song Xi broke down in tears and smiled after hearing this. She was already nestled in his arms, and when she raised her head to look at him, she simply stared directly at his face, full of consideration.

George Sheng asked: Does it look good?

Song Xi couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and nodded. He was really good-looking. He looked more like Ren Lina. His facial features were particularly exquisite whether viewed as a whole or individually. However, his aura and personality were more like Qiao Dingxiang, so no one would blame him. appearance and ignore his danger.

How should we describe the beauty of George Sheng?

It should be the cobra sitting cross-legged on the Pharaoh's treasure, wearing a crown, lazy, indifferent, dangerous and noble, guarding the huge wealth, keeping strangers away, but not greedy for any cents.

But now there is a flaw in the cobra. He meets a beautiful snake. At first glance, she seems easy to bully, but in fact she is the most poisonous one. He has been attacked by her heart and cannot resist, so he can only surrender.

It turned out that Song Xi didn't know Ren Lina, but after asking about what George Sheng said, she suddenly felt that Ren Lina was very cute, cute and respectable, so Song Xi had a holiday on the weekend and George Sheng was on a business trip, so she brought Xiaojie to her old house to accompany her. Ren Lina.

Ren Lina had already prepared a table of dishes, some of which Song Xi liked and some of which Xiaojie liked. At the dinner table, Song Xi took the initiative to please Ren Lina and said, Mom, it's Zhi Sheng's birthday soon. I want to give it to him. He cooks some decent dishes, but I don’t know how to cook, can you teach me?”

Ren Lina said: Okay, several chefs at home are here.

Song Xi said: I don't want to learn from the chef, it doesn't taste like my mother.

The hesitation in Ren Lina's eyes flashed away, You want me to teach you?

Aren't you free?

I'm free when I'm free...

Seeing her reluctance, Song Xi couldn't help but ask, Are you not confident in your cooking skills?

Ren Lina immediately said: Back then, Zhi Sheng's father loved to eat my food. I'll teach you this afternoon.

Song Xi really wants to learn a few tricks from Ren Lina. Ren Lina is from Lianzhou, where there are many specialties and snacks. Although George Sheng grew up in the north, his taste is actually a bit southern. Song Xi wants to learn from her. Yi, so that he could go back and surprise him, but the result...

Um……

Five minutes after Song Xi and Ren Lina entered the kitchen, she had a deep suspicion. Looking at Ren Lina's posture, why did she seem to be a layman?

However, Ren Lina still looked serious. She said she wanted to teach Song Xi how to make puff pastry lotus paste buns. Starting from making dough, Song Xi couldn't tell the difference between yeast and fluffy powder. Ren Lina muttered in a very vague whisper, Song Xi is here. The person next to me asked: Mom, what is the specific proportion of this?

Ren Lina said: Appropriate amount, you can see how it feels.

Song Xi said: Just rely on intuition?

Yes, you're just blind...you can't act blindly, you still have to have a good feel.

Song Xi was a junior and a daughter-in-law, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense. She just did what her mother-in-law told her to do, but the result was that when the two of them came out with noodles, my dear, not to mention the meringue, it might have been completely destroyed by putting it in the oven.

This was obviously a failure. Song Xi remained silent, and Ren Lina also found it difficult to deal with it. She muttered intently: I haven't done it for many years. In fact, I don't eat this snack very often. Can I teach you how to beat a meatball?

Song Xi nodded immediately, Okay, keep it simple.

This sentence can be said badly, Ren Lina said: The meatballs we make in Lanzhou are not simple. Do you think they are processed by machines like those in restaurants now?

Song Xi had a strong desire to survive and quickly said: Then I have to learn a few tricks from mom. Mom, please teach me.

Ren Lina asked someone to prepare two portions of meat, one pork and one beef. She and Song Xi each had a cutting board. For more than half an hour, the two of them just chopped the stuffing. Song Xi's arms were sore from chopping that he didn't dare to stop. Looking at Ren Lina, Ren Lina was also tired, but she didn't think about how to season it next. Let's chop it first. This doesn't show any timidity.

Men promote feelings in fights, and women deepen friendship in chats. Ren Lina asked: You don't know how to cook. It seems that even your mother can't.

Song Xi turned her right hand to her left hand, looked at the kitchen knife, and replied with the same expression: My parents divorced early, and then I lived with my dad. He didn't have time to cook, and I didn't like to cook either, so I just I never learned.”

Ren Lina asked again: Then where does your mother live now? I don't seem to hear you mention her very much.

Song Xi lowered his gaze and replied: I went abroad, I don't know where exactly.

Ren Lina said: Don't you want to contact me?

There was a thorn in Song Xi's heart, which she would try to avoid. Lu Fangqi had never come back to see her in these years, not even a phone call. Every time there was a strange call on her mobile phone, she would be looking forward to it in her heart, whether it could be her mother, but After being disappointed again and again, she has now been forced to get used to disappointment.

Without hope, there will be no disappointment.

No contact, she has her life and we have ours.

What is bloodline?

It is something you can hope for but cannot ask for, and you can’t forget it even if you want to.