Song Song

Zhou Yubin has been in frequent contact with him recently. Lin Xiaosong mentioned to that person that he lives in a rented house in Beishi, is a cook by profession, and has a daughter to raise. It is not a flower, at most it is a dog's tail among the overgrown weeds.

Zhou Yubin is not too radical, he has more than enough advances and retreats when getting along, and he will not push people too tightly.

He also told Lin Xiaosong that he was not the powerful person he imagined. He graduated from undergraduate and became a salesman. He has to continue to work hard so as not to fall from the height, his parents are not rich and powerful people, and the friends he associates with are from all walks of life.

Lin Xiaosong is like a wild fruit bursting with pulp, suddenly becoming crystal clear, diligent in dressing up, and keen on matching clothes, even though they are all cheap ones bought on Taobao.

Although the whole thing sounds like a fantasy, he has to try it. For his daughter and for the future life, he has to take the first step of trying.

The love of others made Lin Xiaosong feel a surge of passion that he had never experienced in 27 years. Lying in bed late at night, he could not stop dreaming about his heroic moments.

All of a sudden, the time has passed to April, and the flowers in the spring are blooming. In front of the old palace, how many magnificent palace gardens are full of vegetation, and there are so many tourists from other places, wave after wave, this is the grand scene of flower appreciation I'm afraid it will last until Lixia.

Lin Xiaosong was a member of the army of appreciating flowers. Taking advantage of his rest, he hung up a small water bottle and carried a small schoolbag for the child early in the morning, and took her to catch the subway.

Lele reluctantly said "Aiya" all the way.

Still queuing up to check tickets, Lin Xiaosong lowered his body and took a selfie with his daughter. After a closer look, he thought it was a good shot and planned to go to a photo studio to have it developed in a few days.At the same time, he also kept a selfish heart and sent this photo with a beauty filter to Moments.

He said to Zhou Yue on WeChat, "Sister Xiaoyue, the flowers here in Yutan Garden are all blooming, when will you bring pomelo over to play, there are so many children here."

Zhou Yue replied: "I took her there a few days ago. Are you free next Saturday? Come to eat at home. Youyou always ask me when Uncle Xiaolin's little sister will come."

Lin Xiaosong: "Okay."

Walking into the garden, the father and daughter came across a group of children wearing yellow garden uniforms, one after another, carrying small schoolbags and forming a long team, led by four female teachers.The female teacher counted the number of people, and said softly: "Don't run around, what if someone wants to go to the bathroom?" A male doll quickly answered: "Raise your hands."

Lele stared at him stupidly, and found that some children were looking at her, so she quickly hid behind Lin Xiaosong, dragging her father to leave.

"Why do they have the same clothes?" Lele was held by her father, walked and kicked all the way, looking sullen.

Lin Xiaosong coaxed her: "If you want it, Dad will buy one for you too."

"I do not want it."

Lin Xiaosong looked at his daughter worriedly, "Let's be nice, do you want some water?"

Lele stood still, didn't speak for a long time, and then suddenly cried, "Sister Yiao is going to school outside, and they still learn to dance, and I want to go to school too."

Lin Xiaosong hugged the little girl, patted her back and coaxed her for a while, "We will go too soon, Dad has already signed up for you, but the teacher said that you are too young, you need to grow up."

Lele drooped her eyelids wetly: "Really?"

"Really, Dad will register for you in a few days. If the teacher accepts it, we can go to school Lele."

Lele pouted: "The teacher will definitely accept me."

It can be coaxed for a while, but not for a lifetime, Lin Xiaosong is always thinking about the matter of registering his daughter, and really wants to go all out and drag someone to get the certificate, and at worst, leave after the settlement, and compensate him for some damages.

After returning from Yutan Garden in the afternoon, I opened Moments and received many compliments, including a comment from Zhou Yubin.

"It's Yutan Garden, I recognize the two stone lions at the gate."

Lin Xiaosong pondered for a while, and replied to the man, "Come and play when you have time, the inside is so beautiful."

He put his mobile phone in his pocket, and took it out every few minutes to check Moments, as if he was secretly expecting something.

To his disappointment, he didn't receive any new notifications when he got home.

Lin Xiaosong made a fortune-telling for himself, the outcome is two-sided, good or bad, the coin is good when the coin is up, and the coin is bad when the coin is down.

Toss three times and all end up on the down side.

He felt extremely disappointed, and muttered to himself: Fuck feudal superstition.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaosong's mother in the northeast called him.According to the frequency of her harassment every few months, it was about this time.

This time Lin Xiaosong didn't hang up directly.

Lin's mother was a little surprised. She thought she still couldn't get in this time. She held the phone, her voice trembling slightly: "Songsong, Xiaofeng has also gone to Beishi."

Lin Xiaosong went to the bathroom and closed the door: "What is he doing here?"

"Go there to find a job. He studied computer. There is no good job in a small place like ours." Mother Lin sniffed and took a breath, "Songsong, I asked your brother to contact you. The two brothers also have someone to take care of them when they are out of town."

Lin Xiaosong hated himself as a big family, and said decisively: "I can't take care of him, and I don't need him to take care of him. It's nothing. Don't bother me anymore."

"Don't hang up." Lin's mother sobbed, "I know you have been blaming me because of that child, but I couldn't help it at the time. You were still in the hospital. We were afraid that you would not be able to bear the blow, so we took away the mediocre aftermath without telling you. It's settled."

Lin Xiaosong gritted his teeth, but his voice was suppressed: "She was fine with me, why did she get into your hands, and my baby died!?"

At that time, he had to be hospitalized for surgery because of a nodule in his lungs, so he had to go back to his hometown and leave the child with his mother. But on the third day of hospitalization, a letter came from home, and Pingping choked on an apple. Did he send it to the hospital? Come to the rescue.

"Your father cut the apple into small pieces, who would have thought that she..."

Through the phone line, Lin Xiaosong heard his father's old smokey voice, "Don't tell him, you won't listen to him. How many times have you asked who that wild man is, but he just gritted his teeth and refused to tell you? This eldest son, he didn't take us as his family at all."

Lin's mother choked up, there is no mother in the world who doesn't love her own son.

Lin Xiaosong was extremely sad and angry. No matter how many years passed, he would never forget that his daughter died in that Northeast home, and he didn't even see her for the last time.Over the years, I have traveled far and wide, and I have bypassed the northeast of the motherland alone.

"You killed my daughter, is that still my home! She will be called grandpa and grandma, why are your hearts so poisonous!"

"Songsong, Pingping her..." Mother Lin hesitated to speak, "Son, come back and have a look."

Lin Xiaosong hung up the phone, trembling with anger in his chest. He should never have thrown the child into that man-eating nest.

Lele heard the movement, ran to her father, looked up at Lin Xiaosong: "Dad, why are your eyes red again?"

Lin Xiaosong turned his head to wipe away his tears, looked at Lele's small face, squatted down and hugged her tightly, and hugged her tightly: "My baby!"

A shrill and sharp voice pierced the night.

Lele went in without knowing, startled, and cried with her father.

The poor one, one big and one small, hugged each other tightly, teary eye to teary eye.

After nine o'clock, after washing up and going to bed, Lin Xiaosong gradually withdrawn from the emotions just now, the child's forgetfulness was even greater, and after feeding him something delicious, he pestered Lin Xiaosong to tell her bedtime stories.

The father and daughter were leaning against the head of the bed. Lin Xiaosong was holding Ben Grimm's fairy tales and was telling her "Cinderella". What's it like?

Lin Xiaosong had to stop and explain to her: "The stepmother is my father's new wife."

"Father, will you marry your stepmother in the future?"

Lin Xiaosong was directly amused by these words, "Father won't marry a stepmother."

"why?"

"Because Dad doesn't want Lele to be Cinderella."

"Then where is my mother?"

Lin Xiaosong made up the same lie as before: "Mom went to a far away place, because Lele never listened to my father's orders, and you refused to recite ancient poems, so my mother got angry and left."

Lele suddenly burst into tears, "I'm not disobedient, Dad, you can call her to come back, okay?"

"Why are you crying?" Lin Xiaosong took out a few tissues and wiped her tears, "When you finish reciting three hundred Tang poems one day, Dad will call your mother to come back."

Lele Chicken Peck Mi nodded: "Well, I will recite it, and I will finish it soon."

"You have to be obedient. When you see that uncle eating watermelon at our house in the future, don't talk to him anymore."

"why?"

Lin Xiaosong thought for a while: "He always bullies Dad."

Lele frowned, and snorted: "Then he is the stepmother, big villain!"

"Okay, that's all for today." Lin Xiaosong tucked the quilt up for Lele, kissed her cheek, "We must hurry up and grow up, darling."

Before going to bed, Lin Xiaosong clicked into WeChat again, and a "+1" appeared on the bottom prompt. He stared at it for a long time, then put it down again, lay down and tossed and turned for a few rounds, took a few deep breaths, and finally Re-opened WeChat and clicked in.

Sorry, just an insignificant like.

"Stupid, self-indulgent." He scolded himself in his heart.

In all fairness, Lin Xiaosong didn't like Zhou Yubin that much, but that man always gave him the illusion of being in high spirits, and the timing was just right, playing flirting games with him as though nothing was happening through a layer of tulle.

It was the first time for Lin Xiaosong to experience the feeling of admiration. His heart was wandering, so he couldn't help dreaming of Cinderella's sweet dreams. He might even feel that one day he could wear shoes made of crystals.

Furthermore, because of the child, he was anxious to find someone to settle down with.

The author has something to say:

Thank you 19923517, Yihong Qingquan for mine!