Song Song

Every time Lin Xiaosong went back to Wang Pingchuan's house, his daughter-in-law would always ask him about marriage matters. Sometimes he felt that Zhou Yue was not like a sister, but more like someone a generation older than him.

This time was no exception, Zhou Yue cracked the bamboo tube and poured the beans, and listed two guests to be selected for him, and praised him from heaven to earth, leaving aside their character, and said how practical these two are in doing things.

Lin Xiaosong was delighted to hear it: "You told me that your heart is moving, can you have both?"

Zhou Yue held the heart of an old mother and hated iron for steel: "Don't be sloppy. Last time, the conditions were very good. If you don't go to see her, people will be angry. They say what you are playing."

Zhou Yue is still feeling sorry for the one he introduced at the beginning of the year. I heard that the business is about the same size as Wang Pingchuan. Temperament: As long as she is beautiful, I will marry her and display it at home, don't fix those fake ones.

How simple is this request, Zhou Yue summed it up, and first made a few insinuations, whether it is possible to have a child, the National People's Congress returned the money readily: I can afford a football team, beautiful, sister, must be beautiful.

Zhou Yue rolled her eyes in her heart, older than me, who is your sister, and asked her husband when she went home: "This person is so rich that he pulls five people and six?"

Wang Pingchuan said: "Listen to him, believe half of what he says, and you have to make a discount, but with a little money in hand, life is not a problem."

That's all, but, after all, the burden of shaving is a hot one. No matter how much she makes a fuss, it's useless if Lin Xiaosong refuses to agree.

Wang Pingchuan cut a piece of Yuyou's birthday cake for Lin Xiaosong, and asked him to eat something and rest for a while, while the two children were still playing in the room.

"Thank you." Lin Xiaosong received it.

Zhou Yue leaned on her chin and sat aside, "Listen to my sister and go see her."

Lin Xiaosong couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to tell Zhou Yubin about everything: "Sister, there's one thing I don't quite understand, that is, recently there is someone who seems to be interested in me. I'm not sure, but he keeps asking me out for dinner."

Zhou Yue became interested: "Why didn't you say it earlier, what kind of person is it?"

"A very gentle person, who looks... good-looking too."

Zhou Yue laughed at him: "You just like good-looking people."

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. Lin Xiaosong's face was embarrassing, he dug a piece of cake and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, it was a bit tasteless.

Women like to gossip by nature, and Zhou Yue grew up chasing idol stars all the way. She is quite curious about the looks of the opposite sex, and she is very good at talking. Best, where is the least perfect.

"Do you have a picture, show me."

"I'll see if he has any in his circle of friends."

Lin Xiaosong took out his mobile phone and put it on the table, clicked into WeChat, looked through it, and found Zhou Yubin, "Look for yourself."

Zhou Yue couldn't wait, poked it in and then pulled it down. They were all forwarded content from work, and there were not many of his own updates. When he turned to last year, he didn't see a photo.

"This person doesn't post selfies." Zhou Yue said disappointedly.

"Maybe I don't like taking pictures." Lin Xiaosong replied.

"How did you know that person?" Wang Pingchuan asked to the point.

Lin Xiaosong fully recounted the incident of finding the wallet in the aquarium, and also mentioned that the two of them went to Yichuan to play together during the Chinese New Year.

Zhou Yue thought carefully: "It's hard to say if I haven't met anyone, but, is this person a little too diligent, maybe he is too old, and he is also anxious to settle down. Then I can't figure it out, he has good conditions and good looks , If you really plan to get married and start a family, why have you been single?"

Lin Xiaosong expressed his thoughts: "Is it possible to get married and leave again?"

"It's possible, what did he tell you?"

"He said he was single, and I didn't ask any more questions."

Zhou Yue thought about it carefully, and said to Lin Xiaosong: "It doesn't matter if it's divorced or not, but you must not follow up with a wife, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble in the future."

As I was talking, the two children ran out of the room chasing after each other. Youyou is a few months older than Lele, and she is very leader-like. Lele can do whatever she wants. Now the little girl is in kindergarten and middle class , can recite 26 letters in English, Tang poetry besides "Ode to the Goose", can also recite "Spring Dawn".

Maybe every kindergarten has matching wisdom teaching. Lin Xiaosong has always felt that Youyou is much smarter than Lele. He learns things quickly and has a sweet mouth. When he sees him, he calls "Uncle Xiaolin". His daughter looks like Silly, I haven't memorized an ancient poem after two months of teaching.

"Uncle Xiaolin, your Jialele is so stupid." Tired of running, Youyou ran to Lin Xiaosong, panting and crossed her hips.

Lele ran to the young lady and stood next to her. She was running hot, and her little face was flushed, "You are stupid."

Lin Xiaosong looked down at Youyou: "Is Youyou becoming a teacher again today?"

Youyou proudly: "I taught her a lot, she is too stupid to learn."

"Then tell uncle, what do you usually study in kindergarten?"

Youyou blinked and thought for a while, then said mischievously: "The teacher will teach a lot of things and take us out to play, why don't you let Lele go to kindergarten too."

Lele said angrily: "my father has already called the teacher, and I can go to school soon."

Zhou Yue was worried that the child would catch cold from playing wildly, so she reached out and touched the back of the pomelo pomelo, but luckily she didn't sweat much, "You look like a crazy monkey, my little sister is much more obedient than you."

Youyou made faces at Lele, not taking her mother's words seriously.

Zhou Yue had a smile on his face: "If this man is reliable, the child's household registration can be settled."

Lin Xiaosong lowered his head and smiled, but made no statement.

"Don't be in a hurry, look again." Zhou Yue reminded him, but at the same time worried that he had wronged herself for such a small matter. Since she wanted to get married, she still had to choose a satisfactory one.

"If he asks you out again in the future, you can put the child here, get in touch with him, and get to know him a lot." Zhou Yue remembered something, "Your brother and his friend gave him a bottle of men's perfume last time. He thought it was coquettish. The bag, I haven’t used it once. Songsong, you take it back and use it.”

Lin Xiaosong declined and said no: "Sister Xiaoyue, let Brother Pingchuan keep it."

Zhou Yue glanced sideways at her husband—a person who usually doesn't even take care of his hair. If he really wants to spray perfume and go out someday, there must be someone outside, "He's a man with a family, why are you so particular about it? Bring back."

Lin Xiaosong grinned, with faint dimples: "That's fine, thank you, Miss Xiaoyue."

Zhou Yue went to the room to get a well-packed bottle of perfume, handed the box to Lin Xiaosong, and quietly put it on his ear: "Spray some on a date."

"Okay..." Lin Xiaosong pursed his lips and smiled.

Perhaps because of that little bit of physical similarity, sometimes Zhou Yue and Lin Xiaosong can chat better. It is not nice to say that they are like girlfriends, but a slightly more tactful metaphor should be a confidant who talks about everything.

The subway at ten o'clock in the evening is empty and quiet.

Lin Xiaosong looked at the empty and lifeless shadow projected on the opposite window, he looked like a dummy, his daily job was to copy life, today copied yesterday, tomorrow copied today, a simple Ctrl+V will make the days to come Saw the head.

Lele was sitting next to her father holding the small bag of clothes. Just now Lin Xiaosong told her that it contained new clothes for her. .

Lin Xiaosong sighed, turned his head and put his arms around his daughter, "Let's sleep on Dad's body for a while."

"I don't sleep, I want to go home and try on new clothes."

Lin Xiaosong smiled: "Okay, let's put on new clothes tomorrow."

With a serious expression on her face, Lele said stubbornly, "No, I'll wait until I go to kindergarten to wear it."

Lin Xiaosong stopped talking.

In the dark, things are developing in an extreme direction. Perhaps a trap has been laid long ago, just waiting for him to step on the ground, no, it should be to bid farewell to his conscience and step into that account book.

In good conscience, he is the one who climbed the ladder.

In the middle of the night, when Lele fell asleep, Lin Xiaosong rolled over to the other side, thinking about it, and sent Zhou Yubin a WeChat message.

"Next Tuesday night, are you free? I'll treat you to dinner."

Zhou Yubin replied to him in the morning, "I'm fine, you still owed me a meal last time, this time I'll pay first."

Lin Xiaosong: "Okay."

Zhou Yubin: "Go to the World Trade Center."

The author has something to say:

Thank you 稑穜, insane, mines for fins, whatever, still water!

Thank you Ruanmei, ~~~ for the grenade!