The woman opposite the door

When Su Meng was praised for being beautiful for the first time in his life, he was not only unhappy, but also a little embarrassed.

Before she had time to deny and explain, Xiao Routuan uttered a voice to help her out: "Mr. Wang, you are mistaken. This sister is the neighbor who lives across from my house, not my mommy."

The teacher who had an oolong was a little embarrassed: "Oh, hehe, that's right, the teacher hasn't seen your mommy for a long time, and it just so happens that this beautiful sister looks like a husband and wife with your mom... ah , Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense am I talking about, it's not suitable for children, Xiao Yiran, you have the right to pretend you didn't hear it."

Teacher Xiao Wang raised her hand to cover Xiao Yiran's ears, but the little girl gently pushed her hand away and said word by word: "Although you are my teacher, you can't speak irresponsibly, my mommy I will definitely come back, and my mother will never help me find another mommy."

"Ah, oh, that's it..." Teacher Xiao Wang laughed dryly: "The teacher is wrong, just stop talking nonsense in the future."

The scene in front of her was miraculous to Su Meng who was stunned. She never thought that she would be lucky enough to meet such an "enlightened" kindergarten teacher in her life. I am also very interested in the gossip between wives and wives.

Is she out of date, or is the world changing too fast?It's incredible...

Su Meng drove around to the supermarket near his home on purpose to buy ingredients and buy some snacks that Xiaoroutuan likes.

The appearance of one big and one small walking in the supermarket holding hands attracted passers-by to stare.There was even a chubby little boy pointing at Su Meng in the middle and saying: "Mom, this sister is so beautiful, and the little sister beside her is also very cute, can you help me have such a little sister too? "

The child spoke nonsense, and the people around who were buying things smiled kindly. Only the little boy's mother blushed on the spot.Can she decide whether she can have a beautiful little sister?People's genes are there, okay, your mother and I can compare?

Of course, these words did not escape Su Meng's ears. She looked down at the little girl who was helping to push the cart with mixed emotions in her heart.Her daughter is only one year older than Xiaoroutuan. If she is still alive, will she be able to attract envious eyes from others while walking on the road?Then Su Meng thought again: Don't be envious or not, as long as she is safe, healthy, happy and happy, I am completely satisfied!

When they got home, Yi Qingxuan hadn't come back. Fortunately, Xiaoroutuan had the key. The two of them entered the house and sat down, drank some water and ate some fruit. When Su Meng was helping the little guy finish his homework, the hostess of the house Finally home.

"Su Meng, thank you, without you, Little Rouwan would not know how long she would have waited at school."

Yi Qingxuan thanked Su Meng first when she entered the door. Her words were sincere and her eyes were earnest. It could be seen that she was grateful to Su Meng from the bottom of her heart.

Su Meng smiled indifferently: "It's a trivial matter, don't worry about it."

"Yeah." Yi Qingxuan has never been a person who can pretend to be polite. Others will keep in mind their own kindness, and if they have the opportunity to repay it back, there is really no need to say some hypocritical polite words.

"I'm going to cook, you rest for a while."

Yi Qingxuan put down her things and washed her hands, put on her apron and went into the kitchen naturally.She even said unceremoniously, "You can stay for dinner", as if this was already a tacit understanding of both parties, and there was no need to even deliberately mention it.

The food came to the table quickly, Su Meng took a rough look, and was surprised to find that it was all her favorite food.

Although they have been neighbors for nearly two months, they only ate a few meals together, and she never mentioned it, but Yi Qingxuan was careful enough to guess what Su Meng liked to eat on weekdays by observing how much she ate. What dish.

Such a move, for Su Meng, who lost his parents when he was young and was homeless for nearly half his life, it cannot be said that he was not touched.

In fact, people's feelings are really strange. Now Su Meng has no worries about food and clothing, and can even be said to live better than most of his peers, but he can be disturbed by a simple meal that has been thoughtfully done.

The three of them sat down and raised their chopsticks to take a few bites when the cell phone in Su Meng's pocket suddenly rang.She said she was sorry and took it out to have a look, but her face changed slightly - it was Shen Tingwen.

Pick it up and put it to your ear, and soon you heard a familiar baritone voice: "Xiao Meng, where are you?"

"I'm here..." Su Meng quickly glanced at Yi Qingxuan who was opposite him: "My friend's house. What's wrong?"

"Oh, when are you coming back?"

Su Meng was a little restless, so he didn't notice that Shen Tingwen used "come back" instead of "go home" in his words.

"Do you want to come over? Then... I'll go back right away."

Since moving here, Shen Tingwen has only been here twice.Su Meng knew that he would not call himself easily, and once he did, he would definitely come over.

"It's okay." The person on the other side of the microphone was very considerate: "Forget about the inconvenience, I can choose another day..."

"No, I'm fine, I can go back now, come on, I'll wait."

After hanging up the phone in a hurry, Su Meng stood up without any hesitation, looked at the mother and daughter opposite with apologetic faces: "I'm sorry, I have something to do, I have to go home first."

"Huh? Oh, it's okay."

Yi Qingxuan sent Su Meng out as usual.But living opposite, two or three steps away at best, Yi Qingxuan insisted on opening the door every time to send Su Meng there, and then turned back after watching her enter her house.

Yi Qingxuan has some very traditional persistence in her bones. Although she is stubborn, she is very heart-warming.

Yi Ran also followed behind her mother, pulling Su Meng's hand: "Sister, will you come to my house for dinner tomorrow? I'll ask my mother to cook something delicious for you."

Su Meng looked at her and smiled: "Okay."

Yi Qingxuan opened the door and turned to let Su Meng go out first. Xiao Yiran was reluctant to let go, and insisted on taking the hand of the pretty sister to take her to the door of her house. A deep voice interrupted: "Xiao Meng."

Su Meng's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up unexpectedly to see Shen Tingwen's face.

"You...how did you arrive so soon?"

Shen Tingwen smiled gently: "I didn't make it clear on the phone just now, I was waiting here."

After speaking, without waiting for Su Meng to speak, he first looked up at Yi Qingxuan's mother and daughter who were standing opposite, and then extended his hand to introduce politely: "Hello, I'm Shen Tingwen, Su Meng's..." He paused here, Shen Ting glanced at Su Meng calmly before continuing, "Uncle."

"Mr. Shen, I'm Yi Qingxuan, and this is my daughter Yi Ran."

Yi Qingxuan met Shen Tingwen before Su Meng moved in, when the house was still being renovated.But I just passed by and had a face-to-face meeting, and I felt that this man was handsome and modest, and his clothes looked good. I think he should be a successful person in the traditional sense.

At that time, I thought it would be him and his family who came to live, but in the end it was Su Meng.It turned out to be uncle and nephew, no wonder.It's just... There seems to be no similarity between the eyebrows and eyes...

This thought flashed through Yi Qingxuan's mind without leaving any trace.After the two parties greeted each other and said some polite words, they both went back to their respective rooms.

Shen Tingwen held the food box in his hand, turned around and put it into the kitchen when he entered the door.He was as familiar with this room as Su Meng, and Su Meng was no stranger to it.

"I haven't eaten yet. On the way here, I made a detour to your favorite Sichuan restaurant and packed a few of your favorite dishes."

"Well, thank you."

Su Meng opened the food box, put the meals into bowls and plates and put them on the table.Sichuan cuisine is heavy in oil and spicy, and Su Meng, who has a light taste, doesn't like it, but who taught Shen Tingwen to like it?

Observing his preferences secretly, and then flattering him—this should be within my "responsibility".When Su Meng did this, he didn't have much emotion. He just felt that he should do it, so he did it.

In the world, how many people really live from the heart?Too many things are not out of liking, but have to do it.

The two sat on both sides of the dining table, one on the left and the other on the right. Shen Tingwen frequently added vegetables to Su Meng's bowl.

The room was quiet, nothing but the chewing of the food before it was eaten.

This lasted for about ten minutes. Shen Tingwen suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks. Su Meng took the time to glance at his empty bowl and asked, "Do you want more food?"

"No, thank you."

Su Meng said "Mmm" softly, took out a tissue from the paper box closer to him, and handed it to Shen Tingwen, who took it and wiped the corner of his mouth, and said as usual, "Thank you."

Su Meng got up to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. Shen Tingwen remained sitting in the original posture. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Xiao Meng, when did you walk so close to the opposite door?"

Su Meng didn't seem to expect him to ask this question, and after a moment of stupefaction, he said, "It's not intentional, it's just that we live close to each other, so we get to know each other once we come and go."

"You are……"

Shen Tingwen lowered his eyes, as if considering his words: "Is it because of that little girl named Yi Ran?"

Su Meng's body trembled slightly when he was told about the central matter, and even the action of washing the dishes stopped unconsciously.

Shen Tingwen probed softly: "Do you think she is..."

"She's not, I know!"

Su Meng spoke quickly, interrupting Shen Tingwen's unfinished words.

"She has a mother who loves her very much, and...the age is not right..."

"Have you got all the information about her?"

Shen Tingwen's tone could not be said to be surprised or disappointed, and he sighed after a while: "This matter is not as simple as you imagined, so you should not rush it. Take your time, you will always find it."

There has been no progress in the matter for so long, and Su Meng has been holding fire in his heart. Hearing that he dropped the dishcloth, he turned to look at him with a little anger: "Take your time? Five years have passed, has there been any progress?"

"I've been trying to find..."

"Work hard?" Su Meng smiled wryly, mixed with pain and helplessness, slumped down on the chair beside him, and murmured: "Forget it, she is my child, you can't be too concerned after all, What more could I hope for?"