Her father is a teacher

Of course You Min is at home.

Since arriving in Huaihai City, she has not looked for a job again.She has no contacts here, and Zheng Feng's circle has not been expanded.She is at home all day, and occasionally goes out, and she must be there at noon.

The reason why he is so sure is because Zheng Nianchu saw the water stains winding from the door to the room, which smelled of fresh fish.

She didn't bring the key last time, and You Min didn't open the door for her either.Then her father came home and asked her what she was doing at the door.

She told the truth.

Of course her father was very angry, he took her hand and questioned You Min.

"Okay, I still think there's something wrong with her not coming home at night, so I call her teacher. That's good, you are a young girl, you can pretend to be pitiful and frame me. I will shut you out What's the benefit, I can earn fame or profit!"

"Haven't you seen it? You usually stay silent, and when you want to drive me away, you have so many bad thoughts in your head. If you really can't make it through, Zheng Feng and the two of us should leave as soon as possible. What kind of eyes do you look at me every day, that is Hate me, think of me as the enemy who killed her mother!"

"Whether I am short for her to eat or short for her to wear, I just hate me so much, poking at me secretly, taking care of work and family every day, I have been in my 20s—"

"You Min!" Zheng Feng let go of Zheng Nianchu's hand and called to her, shaking his head at her, "That's enough."

After watching the farce with cold eyes, Zheng Nianchu went straight back to the house without opening his mouth to defend himself.

You Min also exploded behind him.

She didn't intend to say anything for herself, and she completely gave up the idea of ​​pulling her father to her side.In her heart, a lawsuit has already passed.

You Min's lawyer said the judge nodded.

You Min's lawyer said again, the judge still nodded.

Finally, the judge tapped the small hammer and said: "Zheng Feng belongs to You Min."

There was no need to pull it back, and when her father began to tilt between the two of them, she knew there was no need.

She does not have a lawyer, and declares for herself: "Judge, I give up."

This time, You Min repeated the old trick, and she could only blame herself for not taking the initiative to ask her father to get the key.

But facing Lin Sheng, she couldn't tell her these things.Lin Sheng was just an acquaintance to her now, and she could only return the courtesy of the other party to her.

"I didn't bring the key."

Lin Sheng opened his eyes wide: "Is there no one in your house?"

It is not easy for Zheng Nianchu to lie. She said vaguely that she didn't bring the keys, and she really didn't.But Lin Sheng cut to the point and asked her if there was no one at home.

She can't tell anyone.Fortunately, it was just a question of right and wrong, so she could express an attitude casually.

So she nodded hesitantly.

Lin Sheng's smiling eyes ignited sparks, so bright.She invited Zheng Nianchu to her home.

Zheng Nianchu will not go. The word "home" now gives her a negative impression all the time, she doesn't even really want to go to her own home, let alone someone else's home, a classmate's home who is not considered a friend.

Seeing her shaking her head and refusing, Lin Sheng thought about it again and said, "Then if you have time, how about I take you to visit Teacher Lin?"

Zheng Nianchu didn't immediately veto this proposal, Lin Zhengwang was different from these people to her.They seemed to know each other, even though Zheng Nianchu didn't know him.Like a long-lost encounter, both parties have time and past events as a foreshadowing.The kindness and intimacy he exuded seemed strange to Zheng Nianchu, but it was also somewhat novel.

Lin Sheng was next to her, and quickly took a small step to lead her the way. The two of them entered the staff dormitory area, and a small garden came into view.

Only the leaves of the wisteria that have bloomed are left, and they are gradually turning yellow. A wooden bench is placed under it, and a few yellow leaves of today have fallen.

They went up the dark stairs, and the window at the corner cast a faint skylight. Finally, they stopped on the fourth floor, and Lin Sheng knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened, and it was Lin Zhengwang who opened the door.Wearing glasses, he glanced at Zheng Nianchu who was behind Lin Sheng, and greeted with a smile, "It's Nianchu, come in quickly."

Zheng Nianchu felt a little awkward, shouldn't she come back after buying something, isn't it too inappropriate for her to come when someone else's house is cooking lunch?

Lin Sheng didn't care about this, he grabbed her hand and led her in.

This kind of action was beyond Zheng Nianchu's expectation, she bent her palms, stiffened and didn't respond, it was just a hint of resistance.However, Lin Sheng only pulled her in and let go to close the door.

The door closed behind her, Zheng Nianchu understood that she couldn't just walk away, she had to become an "uninvited guest" in this room.

Looking at it, the house is very old, and the walls seen downstairs can prove the history of the building.But the layout in the room is warm and practical, and it looks like a real home that can be used as a model.Whoever runs this room must be very organized.The fabric sofa and the boxy dining table do not interfere with each other, each occupying two core points, and the smell of oily smoke floats in the air.

Probably when the chili was added, the smell immediately choked up, and the range hood also increased its buzzing.

There was a sound, and a lot of ingredients were poured into the frying pan. Teacher Lin's wife came out and asked, "Lin Sheng, where did you buy the salt?"

Lin Sheng immediately admitted his mistake: "I forgot! Let's go!" She turned to Zheng Nianchu again: "Let's go?"

Go, why not go.

As soon as she moved, she was exposed in the eyes of Teacher Lin's wife: "Why don't you say something when you bring your classmates home, and then go to your Uncle Liu's house to buy some cooked food and see what your classmates like to eat."

After leaving the door, Zheng Nianchu realized something was wrong.

"you……"

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

Lin Sheng was still laughing, but it seemed a little sly.Zheng Nianchu was at a loss, thinking he was delusional, he shook his head, but when he looked again, he couldn't see it.

The two of them didn't talk much, they walked all the way, and returned to the street where the stall was set up.Lin Sheng found a small supermarket familiarly, and there was no problem with this supermarket saying that it was a small shop.I bought salt, and went to the deli to buy other things.

Zheng Nianchu didn't say a word, so Lin Sheng didn't insist, and bought some according to his preference.

They walked along the sidewalk for the blind, and the bookstores, stationery stores and small restaurants on the roadside made an impression on Zheng Nianchu.

"There are also delicious ones, you can come next time, but today is not enough." Lin Sheng saw her looking around, and offered to introduce.

Next time, and next time.

I don't know when these so-called next times will be, Zheng Nianchu resists their arrival a little bit in his heart, but every time he hears her talk, he can't help but start fantasizing about the embryonic form.

Engagement is often associated with intimacy.

She didn't understand why Lin Sheng didn't like her that much and kept approaching her everywhere.There are more than 40 people in a class, why is she the only one?She is the only transfer student in the class, but what's the point?She never asked herself about the situation of her previous school.

Thinking all the way, they returned to Teacher Lin's house, which was also Lin Sheng's house.

She regretted agreeing to Lin Sheng's proposal, she shouldn't have come.

Lin Sheng's mother, Teacher Lin's wife, was probably watching an advertisement. When she saw her coming in, her eyes were complicated, but she still smiled and let her sit down, then took the salt and went back to the kitchen to start the fire again.

It seems that Teacher Lin's wife doesn't like her very much either.

She really shouldn't have come.

Lin Zhengwang asked his daughter to take Zheng Nianchu to play: "I'll help your aunt watch the pot."

I don't know what kind of communication they had. When the two of them heard the shouts and came out of Lin Sheng's bedroom to eat, the way Lin Sheng's mother looked at her changed obviously, and the smile on her face was more fitting and more natural. up.

The four of them sat down around the small square table, and the dishes and chopsticks were all set.As she thought, Lin Sheng's mother was an organized person.

Fu Huaining was on Zheng Nianchu's left, Lin Sheng was sitting on his right, and Lin Zhengwang was opposite her.Lin Sheng didn't say how he met her, so Lin Zhengwang asked, "Your father didn't come back at noon?"

Zheng Nianchu chewed the rice and nodded.

"Then you," Lin Zhengwang paused, "where's your aunt?"

After a while, he got Zheng Nianchu's answer: "At home."

There was a moment of silence at the dinner table.

Zheng Nianchu didn't want to say this to Lin Sheng, and even wanted to lie, but Lin Zhengwang, for some reason, said it as if she was complaining.

Lin Zhengwang was stunned, Fu Huaining broke the cold atmosphere, and gave Zheng Nianchu a chopstick of Lin Sheng's favorite dish, she thought children would have the same taste.

"Eat when you eat, and you have to say something." This sentence was for Lin Zheng, and after she finished speaking, she added some other dishes to Zheng Nianchu's bowl, "Taste and see if the dishes I cook suit your taste .”

That sense of alienation, and the words "shouldn't" in Zheng Nianchu's mind disappeared in an instant.

What Zheng Nianchu uses to taste is probably not her tongue, her brain is full of cells and neurons clamoring: This one suits my taste, that one suits my taste.

After dinner, they went back to Lin Sheng's room.There is not much space here, even smaller than her new house.

Lin Sheng knocked on a wall in the middle, his voice was not dull: "Grandpa lives next door, now at my aunt's house."

It turned out to be a room separated.

There was nothing much to talk about between the two of them, so Lin Sheng asked her if she wanted to take a nap.

"No."

This is someone else's home, someone else's bed, and she knows it's very rude, at least to show her heart to heart, she doesn't like other people lying on her bed.

Lin Sheng was always considerate, seeing that persuasion didn't work, he didn't force it, and just said, "Then here's a book for you." She found a travel note with an interesting cover from a small bookshelf and handed it to Zheng Nianchu: "There are no stools in the room. , sit on the bed and watch, I really don’t have a cleanliness.”

Zheng Nianchu said, I care, but I'm not a clean freak either.But still sat down.

She turned to the title page, and there was a sound coming from Lin Sheng's computer, it was very strange music.

There are no human voices, few musical instruments, and even no tunes. It sounds as quiet and peaceful as a small pond next to a mountain stream.

Zheng Nianchu had never heard such a song, she continued to flip through the book, and found that it was not as interesting as the cover.

Then gradually, her eyelids drooped, and her whole body began to tilt.

Lin Sheng turned off the lullaby that had been planned for a long time, walked over gently, and placed the folded quilt and pillow on the place where she was about to fall down.So Zheng Nianchu finally fell on the bed.

After a few more minutes, Lin Sheng concluded that she was fast asleep, so he took away the travel book and bent down to look at her carefully.

The skin is fair and clear, the cheeks are pink, the eyelashes are thin and slender, and the long black hair and eyelashes match this delicate face just right.

And her goal is those ears.Now that Zheng Nianchu is tilting her body, she can only see one right ear.Like the elves living in the boundless forest in western mythology, and like the wings of a pure archangel that is about to flap, it will soon take this person, this soul, back to the sky.

She stretched her hand over and touched the wings of her dreams.