star hunter

When Meng Shuqin was young, her family's conditions were not good, and she herself was of average height, so she still couldn't find her husband's family after she was over [-] years old.

At that time, she was old enough for her neighbors and relatives to point out her back and bear the name of an old lady on her back.

Meng Shuqin didn't care about getting married, but the family was under a lot of pressure, and, probably because she had worked in kindergarten for a long time, she still wanted a child.

At this time, someone introduced a man named Zhong Zhiyuan to her.

The other party was a few years older than her. It was said that he was a widower with a child under one year old. He said that he wanted to find a down-to-earth woman to take care of the family and children.

It's not easy to be a stepmother. Meng Shuqin hesitated at first, but her family advised her to meet someone first. Although the other party is not young and has children, but the financial conditions are not bad. For Meng Shuqin, who is also not young It's a decent marriage partner.

The inside and outside of the words are old, don't pick any more, this shop will be gone after this village, Meng Shuqin sighed, and went to the appointment.

After meeting, Zhong Zhiyuan's image was similar to what she had imagined, neither beautiful nor ugly, a tepid person, but his face looked kind.

Meng Shuqin felt okay about this blind date partner, and felt that she was someone who could live with her, and the other party seemed to have a good impression of her, so the two decided to meet for the second time.

Before leaving, Meng Shuqin took the initiative to ask Zhong Zhiyuan to bring the child next time, which obviously satisfied Zhong Zhiyuan.

Meng Shuqin could tell that she was actually a little sad, and always felt that the other party was looking for a long-term qualified nanny.

But despite the urging and impatient eyes of her family, she really stayed on, and was forced hard, so she had the idea of ​​breaking the pot.

Although she was reluctant to go on a blind date in her heart, and felt ordinary towards Zhong Zhiyuan, Meng Shuqin really liked Zhong Yuncong.

When she saw Zhong Yuncong for the first time, he was still a little kid, with only two teeth, small cross-eyed, dazed, and drooling.

Compared with babies of the same age, this child is not very pleasing to look at, a little thin, and it looks like he hasn't been taken care of well.

But there might be a destiny in this world, this cute and lovable child who is not white and fat just fell in love with Meng Shuqin, and the grievances she had about being a stepmother and nanny disappeared after she picked him up.

"This child is still very young and doesn't remember anything." Zhong Zhiyuan observed his words from the side, and threw out an olive branch that was quite tempting to Meng Shuqin, "We can not mention his biological mother in the future and let him treat you as his own." mom."

Meng Shuqin was naturally happy, but felt a little bit sorry for Zhong Zhiyuan's ex-wife whom she had never met, and asked eagerly, "If the child's real mother finds out...wouldn't she be happy?"

Zhong Zhiyuan shook his head: "She's not here anymore."

This answer was actually expected. Meng Shuqin hadn't deliberately inquired about it, but she also had her own speculation. If it was just a divorce or separation, such a young child would usually follow her mother.In Zhong Yuncong's situation, it is usually because his mother is gone.

She felt sorry for the child even more, and was a little curious about how his biological mother died, but she kept silent cautiously for fear of poking someone's scars.

Zhong Zhiyuan is a shrewd person, he saw through her thoughts immediately, and told her: "After the child is left, he will have a sudden illness and cannot be rescued."

Meng Shuqin was very dazed. Zhong Yuncong was teething at that time, and his gums were so itchy that he basically grabbed everything and stuffed it into his mouth. By the time she realized it, he had already put a small building block into his mouth. inside.

Meng Shuqin quickly took it out for him, then patted his head and sighed: "It's also a hard life."

Zhong Zhiyuan asked her: "Then what are you thinking about?"

Meng Shuqin patted the back of the poor little girl who was sitting on her lap, squirming restlessly, and lowered her eyes: "I'm afraid...the child will blame me if he knows the truth in the future."

Zhong Zhiyuan's expression was very calm: "I won't hide it from you, I have the same relationship with his mother, we had some unpleasantness before, and I don't want him to know about these things."

"I hope he can have a good mother," Zhong Zhiyuan smiled at her, "And family affection is not entirely based on blood, is it?"

Meng Shuqin was persuaded by him.

Yes, to persuade, not to impress. Even though they have been husband and wife under the same roof for many years, Meng Shuqin still feels that she doesn't really know this kind-hearted husband very well.

But it doesn't matter, she is a very contented person, her husband pays a large sum of money every month, and her son is lively and lovely, she is quite satisfied with such a family atmosphere.

Even if she never gave birth to one herself.

It would be a lie to say that there is no regret at all, but Meng Shuqin kept Zhong Zhiyuan's words in mind, and Zhong Yuncong completely regarded her as his own mother. With such a sense of satisfaction, that little regret Like ripples on the surface of water, they appear occasionally, but they are harmless.

Zhong Yun grew up day by day and turned into a spoiled young master with a little temper. Meng Shuqin hated him to death. Every time he watched him play truant from school and play games, he couldn't help talking about it for a long time, but it was like Like every mother, she is still proud of him in her heart.

Because she knew he was a gentle and kind boy.

Just when she thought that she could spend the rest of her life smoothly, waiting to see him get married and start a business, while she was fond of her grandchildren, one blow after another came.

First, her husband Zhong Zhiyuan disappeared, and three months later, her son Zhong Yuncong also mysteriously disappeared.

There was no news of either of them.

Meng Shuqin, who had lost her focus in life, suddenly collapsed.

After searching for more than half a year, there was no clue. The police hinted more than once that she might be gone, and asked her to give up. Meng Shuqin herself was desperate.

But at this moment, Zhong Yuncong came back.

Meng Shuqin couldn't believe it at first, thinking she was dreaming, until Zhong Yuncong gave her a hug and said with a smile: "I'm really back."

Only then did she know that a miracle had really happened.

After the initial ecstasy, she was keenly aware of the huge changes in Zhong Yuncong's body. Before that, her son was clearly a spoiled, naive, and immature child, but in just half a year, he suddenly became an adult.

Silent, stable, and mature, all the qualities he reveals now are the opposite of what they used to be.

But Meng Shuqin was not relieved, instead she felt very sad. She blamed Zhong Yuncong's drastic changes on Zhong Zhiyuan's death.

Meng Shuqin was still sad about Zhong Zhiyuan's death, but it was not as happy as her son's safe return. In the end, she and Zhong Zhiyuan were just two people living together, and with a little more time, maybe they could become relatives.It's just that they couldn't wait until that day.

"You won't leave again, will you?" Meng Shuqin became worried about gain and loss after experiencing a cataclysm, especially when Zhong Yuncong ran out every day, and finally couldn't help asking one day, Zhong Yuncong was startled, and then laughed Get up: "No, even if there is, it is temporary. Sooner or later, I will return to your old man and honor you well."

"Brat, who are you talking about being old?!" Meng Shuqin scolded with a smile, then winked at him again, "You are the only one who respects me? Then I don't want it."

She intended to urge the marriage, but she never thought that Zhong Yuncong would suddenly become silent and his eyes darken, which startled Meng Shuqin.

"Well, you're actually quite young... don't worry, let's not worry." When Zhong Yuncong said this, he was almost thirty, and Meng Shuqin felt that even if he was not married at his age, he should be around. There was someone, but seeing his appearance, he quickly changed his words.

Zhong Yuncong laughed, "It's like this, Mom, actually, I have someone I like."

Meng Shuqin didn't realize it for a while, she subconsciously said "ah", and heard him say again: "However, he is seriously ill, and now... I can't bring him to see you."

Meng Shuqin straightened out his words belatedly, and then took a breath of air: "...What's wrong?"

It's no wonder she was so startled, because Zhong Yuncong's tone sounded really worrying.

As for which "TA" it was, Meng Shuqin was a traditional person, so she didn't think much about it.

However, Zhong Yuncong still didn't tell her about that person's condition, he only told her: "Don't worry too much, he will be fine. When he gets better, I will bring him to see you."

Meng Shuqin agreed cautiously, and never mentioned the matter of asking him to find a partner again.

A few years later, she was about to forget about it, and her son, who was busy all day long and disappeared, disappeared for a while, and then gave her a call.

"Mom, prepare yourself. I'll bring him back to see you in two days."

Meng Shuqin didn't understand at first, so she asked carelessly: "Who is..." In the end, halfway through the question, she suddenly came to her senses, and she couldn't say anything pleasantly surprised: "That's what you said before... The person you like? Are you sick?"

Zhong Yun returned to her with a smile: "Yes, it's done."

Meng Shuqin sighed: "It's really not easy. I've been ill for so long...it's a hard life."

Then I became nervous again: "What should I prepare? What do people like? Tell me quickly!"

I don't know how her words hit Zhong Yuncong's smile, he laughed for a long time on the other end of the phone before saying to her: "No need to prepare anything, just a light meal will do."

Meng Shuqin was still worried: "Is there any taboo? Or what do you like? I can avoid it."

"No, he is not picky eater, he will eat anything."

After the call ended, Meng Shuqin was always depressed, always feeling that her son didn't pay enough attention to others.

She made up her mind, and in this case, as a mother, she must show her sincerity for her son, and when he came home, she would feel welcomed.

On the contrary, Zhong Yun was on the other side. He hugged his stomach and laughed wildly as soon as he hung up the line: "You know what? My mother just asked the same question as you..."

Su Xian couldn't help but feel a little nervous again when he said that: "...what?"

"She's also asking me about your preferences." Zhong Yuncong shrugged, and suddenly winked at him, "I have a hunch that you two should be able to get along pretty well."

Su Xian glanced at him angrily: "What if we don't get along well?"

"..." Zhong Yuncong was drinking water and almost choked when he heard the words. He put down the water glass and wiped his mouth in embarrassment, "Isn't it so, Mr. Su? Even an old lady can't handle it?"

"It's hard to say." Su Xian smiled slyly, "If you don't want to be caught between the two sides, you'd better reveal her preferences to me."

Zhong Yuncong leaned closer to him, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and smiled: "Her favorite is of course my precious son."

Su Xian's face was full of black lines: "...Your face fell to the ground."

"I'm telling you," he threatened solemnly, "if my mother knows what you say about her son, she will definitely not like you."

Su Xian: "..."

Noticing that his shoulders were stiff, Zhong Yuncong couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek, and then said truthfully: "Actually, she doesn't have any special hobbies. If I have to talk about it, it's jewelry and mahjong... Very vulgar, isn't it?"

"It's okay." Su Xian replied absently, frowning slightly, and seemed to have entered a state of thinking.

Zhong Yuncong deliberately teased him: "Well, I've known you for so long, and I haven't found out that you have any assets... Let's rule out jewelry first."

Su Xian: "..." Is this a disguised complaint that he is poor?

"Then mahjong is left. To be honest, I can't think of a gift related to mahjong. I can't give you a set of mahjong tiles?" Play a few more laps with her, she must be very happy!"

Su Xian didn't even give him a look this time.

As for what gift he had prepared, Zhong Yuncong had always been curious and stalked him countless times, but it was a pity that Su Xian was determined and kept his mouth shut, never revealing a single word.

"You'll know then."

After leaving Mengchuan, it was not all smooth sailing, but there was still time to go home and have a look.

"nervous?"

When the elevator was about to arrive, Zhong Yuncong asked a special question, and Su Xian glanced at him expressionlessly: "No."

As a result, when Zhong Yuncong held his hand, he felt the sweat in his palm, and he was speechless at this deadly arrogant: "Is this why you said you are not nervous?"

"……the weather is too hot."

"It's almost December and it's still hot?"

Su Xian simply remained silent, Zhong Yuncong shook his head and laughed, and at the same time took out the key to open the door.

"Mom, I'm back!" He yelled as soon as he entered the door, and then Meng Shuqin poked his head out from the kitchen: "You are the only one? Can't you?!"

When Su Xian heard this, he was shocked suddenly, and suddenly felt a little bit shy, and then heard Zhong Yuncong say: "No, there is someone else."

As he said that, Zhong Yun looked back at him with a smile, and then turned back: "He is the...friend I told you about."

Su Xian glanced at him, then stepped forward to Meng Shuqin and bowed slightly: "Hi, I'm Yun Cong's... friend."

Meng Shuqin looked very surprised, which made Su Xian a little surprised: it was just bringing a friend back, so the reaction was so big?Could it be that Zhong Yuncong had no friends before?

Speaking of which, the word "friend" really made him feel complicated at the moment.

Meng Shuqin took a deep look at her son. The latter looked a little uneasy, but he did not retreat, but looked at her calmly.

Meng Shuqin's heart softened all of a sudden, she glanced at Zhong Yuncong lovingly, restored her previous smile, and enthusiastically took Su Xian's hand: "I finally saw myself, I have mentioned it to me several times By the way... By the way, I haven't told Auntie what to call you yet."

Zhong Yuncong finally let go of his mother's hanging heart. He quickly introduced Su Xian, and Meng Shuqin took him to look at him for a while, and praised: "Xiao Su is so good-looking, Much more handsome than my unlucky son..."

Zhong Yuncong couldn't listen any longer, and said with a drawn face, "Ms. Meng, if you keep talking nonsense, the food in the pot will be mushy."

The faint burnt smell made Meng Shuqin exclaim in surprise, and immediately ran back to the kitchen, but her voice never stopped: "What does Xiao Su like to eat? Tell me, Auntie will make it for you!"

Su Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled apologetically, "Anything is fine, I'm not picky...you don't need to trouble yourself."

Zhong Yuncong snickered: "Okay, sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water."

At the dinner table, Meng Shuqin kept serving dishes to Su Xian, and at the same time she was full of praise. She praised him from various aspects and angles, making Su Xian's praise so guilty, and at the same time, she was also caught by the words that appeared from time to time in her words. The household registration-style interrogation was so stressful that my facial muscles stiffened from laughing.

The neglected Zhong Yuncong looked at Su Xian's pile of bowls, then at his own empty bowl, and expressed his dissatisfaction: "Ms. Meng, I want chicken legs too!"

Meng Shuqin gave him a blank look, and casually picked up a piece of chicken breast for him: "No more, you can make do with it."

Zhong Yuncong became angry, and knocked on the bowl with his chopsticks: "Two chicken legs! Even if I give him one, it's my turn to have the other one, right?"

"It's Xiaosu's first time here, what's wrong with eating two chicken legs?!" Meng Shuqin also picked up the chopsticks, her posture was much stronger than him, "You give me another knock? Believe it or not, I will beat you?"

She had a lot of prestige, Zhong Yuncong calmed down immediately, and obediently picked up the meal.

Seeing this, Su Xian found a chicken leg from the dishes in the bowl, and gave him one: "It's okay, one is enough for me."

Meng Shuqin looked at him with a smile: "My son has a good eye."

Su Xian was startled, Zhong Yun never knew why, but suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, Ms. Meng," the chicken legs couldn't stop him from making vague complaints, "Your food is really burnt today..."

Meng Shuqin was furious, but she was worried about Su Xian and had to hold back, and made a smirk: "Xiao Su, isn't Auntie's food delicious?"

Su Xian was very face-saving: "It's nothing, I think it's pretty good."

Zhong Yuncong gave him a contemptuous look, and at the same time accepted the smug little look thrown by Ms. Meng—isn't such a handsome guy trying to hug me?

Zhong Yun smiled angrily.

Su Xian was also smiling wryly, but he was mainly worried about how to digest the pile of vegetables that Ms. Meng had added to him.

After the dinner, Meng Shuqin still couldn't take time off, she peeled apples for them to eat, and chatted with Su Xian at the same time.

Seeing that she unconsciously began to check her household registration again, Zhong Yuncong saw Su Xian breaking out in a cold sweat, and said, "Oh, by the way, Su Xian, didn't you prepare a gift for Ms. Meng?"

As soon as he said this, both of them were startled, and Meng Shuqin immediately became excited: "Oh, it turns out that Xiao Su brought me a gift, how embarrassing..."

Su Xian was a little embarrassed, but facing Meng Shuqin's expectant eyes, he had no choice but to take out the things he had prepared: "A little heart, I hope you will like it."

Zhong Yuncong also stretched his neck to look, he had been curious for a long time.

What Su Xian took out was a small box, which looked like a jewelry box. Zhong Yuncong secretly smiled: I really gave you jewelry... Tsk, can't it be that you spent a lot of money?

Meng Shuqin also felt that it was a little precious, and shook her head again and again: "Oh, this is too... It's not that Auntie said you, Xiao Su, just bring some fruit cakes..."

Zhong Yuncong touched Meng Shuqin's shoulder: "You should open it first and have a look."

His heart was scratching like a cat's paw.

Meng Shuqin herself was also quite curious, complaining and complaining, but opened the box anyway.

It turns out... there is a mahjong tile inside.

It's not the ordinary kind, but made of jade. The square white jade is inlaid with the word "fa" in the middle of the green jade, which is quite festive.

As soon as the gift came out, Zhong Shi's mother and son fell silent.

Su Xian couldn't bear it anymore, and coughed lightly: "Well, I heard Yun Cong said that Auntie likes jewelry and mahjong, this is... a pendant, you can hang it on a necklace..."

Meng Shuqin held the "Fa" pendant, and suddenly smiled: "It's a good relationship, I will wear it when I play cards from now on, it will definitely be good for me!"

She looked at Su Xian beamingly: "Auntie likes this gift very much!"

Only then did Su Xian feel a little relieved: "That's good."

But Zhong Yuncong was desperately trying to hold back his laughter: "It's not bad...it's just a bit dirty."

After speaking, he was attacked by four icy eyes.

He didn't care, and started to pick things up again: "Speaking of which, Ms. Meng, didn't you also prepare a gift?"

This time it was Meng Shuqin's turn to be anxious.

The smile on her face froze for a moment: "Well, next time...Xiao Su, next time you come to eat at home, Auntie will definitely prepare something good for you!"

Su Xian was about to say a few words of politeness, but Zhong Yuncong robbed him of the right to speak: "Why do you want to do it next time? Can't you do it this time?"

Meng Shuqin was secretly annoyed, but because of Su Xian's existence, she couldn't open it publicly.

"That's how it is." Su Xian vaguely guessed the reason for Meng Shuqin's embarrassment, and gave Zhong Yuncong a warning look. The latter was quite sensible, and made a grimace resentfully: "If you don't look at it, then don't look at it."

Only then did Meng Shuqin breathe a sigh of relief.

Before leaving, Meng Shuqin deliberately pushed Zhong Yuncong away and talked to Su Xian alone.

Su Xian looked at her, feeling a little more apprehensive.

"I heard that you have known each other for many years."

Meng Shuqin's smile made Su Xian relax a bit, and he nodded: "Yes, it's been eight years."

"Then he must have met his father when he went out to find him?" Meng Shuqin was a little emotional, "That child was spoiled by me and his father since he was a child. At that time, he must have caused you a lot of trouble."

Su Xian raised the corners of his lips and shook his head: "No, on the contrary, he helped me later, and there are many people on our side."

Meng Shuqin's expression was a little more proud: "He is actually a very sensible child... and he is also very willing to help others. He has been like this since he was a child."

Su Xian smiled and nodded: "Yes, he is fine."

"No matter what, Auntie still wants to thank you for taking care of Yun Cong at that time." She looked at him meaningfully, "You two are hard-working children, and you managed to get through it. I hope that in the future, you can also support me all the way. Go on."

Su Xian stared at her in a daze, and after a while he came back to his senses, and replied solemnly: "Yes."

Because the current rule is that people with supernatural powers cannot spend the night outside, after returning to the residence, Zhong Yun moved to Su Xian's side mysteriously: "What did my mother tell you just now?"

Su Xian glanced at him lightly: "I won't tell you."

"……why?!"

Su Xian opened the distance between them calmly: "Why are you asking so many questions? Anyway, we are just friends."

Zhong Yun was speechless: "Okay, so I'm here waiting for me."

"Oh," he scratched his hair. "At that time, I didn't know what words to use...to introduce you, so I made a...slip."

"Oh, it turned out to be a slip of the tongue." Su Xian raised half of his eyebrows, and Zhong Yun stuck to it again with a shy face: "Forgive me?"

"What do you say you forgive or not?" Su Xian smiled slightly, "Friends don't care about these small things."

Zhong Yuncong: "..."

"Well," he sighed, throwing up his hands, "I was wrong, and I apologize."

Su Xian still looked indifferent: "Oh?"

"Next time, I will pay attention and show your status." He swore to God, "If you use the word 'friend' again, I will have no friends for the rest of my life..."

He didn't finish swearing, the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and he was pressed on the bed: "Can you try saying these two words again?"

Zhong Yuncong held his face and touched his lips: "Don't be upset, in fact, my mother already knew about it."

Su Xian snorted coldly: "Know what?"

"She knows," he kissed his lips again, "you are the one I like."

"That's about the same." Su Xian pulled the corners of his lips, lowered his head, and kissed him from his chin all the way to his neck.

Just when the atmosphere in the room quietly changed subtly, Zhong Yuncong, whose breathing was already disordered, suddenly spoke again.

"By the way, don't you want to know what my mother prepared for you?"

Su Xian's right eye twitched: "How do you know?"

"Before you were talking, I slipped away and took a peek." Zhong Yuncong smiled, "Do you want to know?"

Su Xian turned his face away indifferently: "I don't want to."

"I just want to tell you——it's a big gold bracelet from her family hahahahaha! Didn't expect it? I weighed it with my hands, not to mention it's quite heavy, it must have enough weight..."

"shut up."

"Tsk tsk, I thought that the things you gave were enough dirt, but I didn't expect my mother to be even dirtier than you."

"...Zhong Yuncong, I think you really need to clean up."

"Which mahjong tile pendant or big gold bracelet is more rustic... Ugh!"