I'm really sorry for my low EQ.

It was past six o'clock when I got off work.

Wu Yuan put on his overcoat, passed the meeting room as he walked out, and found Li Chen still sitting there in a daze.

He looked at him silently for a while, then went to press the elevator without saying a word.

When the elevator went down to the first floor, there was a grunt in my stomach.

Speaking of which, I still don't know what to eat tonight.

Before leaving this morning, the refrigerator at home was almost empty, only half a carton of eggs, a broccoli, and half a piece of frozen beef were left.Wu Yuan pursed his lips, thinking whether he should take a detour to the supermarket to buy some fruits and vegetables, when through the glass door of the lobby, he suddenly saw a middle-aged woman smiling and waving at him.

"Wu Yuan!"

The eyes of the woman in the beige coat were like crescent moons, and there was an unusually familiar warmth in her smile.

Wu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and it took a while before he remembered who the other party was.

It was the woman who had been to Nanshan Xinyu Sales Office last time and had no plans to buy a house, but said she wanted to introduce clients to him.

"Ms. Tang."

Wu Yuan hurried over.

Tang Jing stretched out her hand towards him, almost laughing like a flower.

She just came back from the supermarket, originally she just wanted to make a detour to see if Xu Yang was off work, so the two of them could go home together, but she didn't see it, but she saw the child who entertained her in the sales office last time.

God knows how many times she talked about that child at the dinner table these days, and her husband was jealous at first, but he got used to it later, only Xiang'er and Miao'er listened silently, showing a few inexplicable smiles from time to time.

If she met Wu Yuan again, she would definitely call him home as a guest without saying a word—that's what she thought at the time.

I didn't expect to meet her so soon.

"Wu Yuan, are you off work?" Tang Jing grabbed Wu Yuan with a smile.

Wu Yuan lowered his head and stared blankly at his hand that was tightly clenched by her. The heat ran from his fingers to his limbs with undeniable force, making him almost tremble.

"Down..."

Tang Jing bent her eyes: "Haven't you had dinner yet?"

Wu Yuan opened his lips: "No—"

"That's great!" Tang Jing laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth. Before he finished speaking, she followed up and said, "Our family is making dumplings tonight, so you can come together."

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Wu Yuan would feel awkward, so he added with a smile: "Auntie still has something about the house and wants to ask you."

What a lame excuse.

Instead of asking his own son who is the director, he wanted to ask the newcomers under him.

Tang Jing pursed her lips, suddenly looking forward to seeing Xu Yang's reaction after returning home.

But speaking of it, Wu Yuan doesn't seem to know her relationship with Xu Yang...

Forget it, let's talk when we meet.

It just happened to let that kid get in touch with Wu Yuan more, and learn a bit of practicality and understanding from other children. Although the title is poor, it does not prevent him from becoming friends in private. Of course, if he can help this honest kid expand his network, It would be better to teach him more speaking skills and less disadvantages.

Tang Jing found herself becoming more and more biased.

"Ms. Tang..."

Faced with the sudden invitation, Wu Yuan hardly knew how to answer it, neither did he agree, nor did he not agree. After all, if the matter Ms. Tang wanted to ask was very important, and it was related to buying a house, it would be bad to delay the other party.

but……

"Otherwise, I'll call you." Wu Yuan bit his lip, a little embarrassed, "You can ask me any questions on the phone, but I have to go home now, my brother... is still waiting for me at home... "

Tang Jing was amused by him: "This child, your brother is your brother, you are you, and you are not a child anymore. Besides, you work so hard and you have to cook when you go home. Auntie feels distressed thinking about it. If you are afraid of you I'm worried, so when I get to my aunt's house, call him to tell him he's safe, and bring him another dumpling in the evening—"

"No..." Wu Yuan thought he had always said something, but for some reason he hesitated in front of Ms. Tang, "My brother has bad legs...he's always at home..."

"Then you should supplement your nutrition!" Tang Jing blinked, and raised the vegetable bag in her hand: "Auntie's dumplings today are stuffed with three delicacies, and there are shrimps in them, and your brother will definitely like them when you take them home. !"

Wu Yuan: "..."

In short, all problems are not problems in Tang Jing's eyes.

While Wu Yuan was helpless, strangely, there was a faint yearning in his heart.

He has never been invited so warmly before, and he is different from the people he has come into contact with before. Everything about Ms. Tang is lively and enthusiastic, and she rushes towards him with almost no reason for love and warmth. Wu Yuan looked at him. The other party's smiling eyes were curved, and for a while, he couldn't even say the words of rejection.

"Okay, let's go!" Tang Jing took Wu Yuan's arm and led him home.

Wu Yuan staggered two steps.

The vegetables and seafood hanging on Tang Jing's wrist hit his legs, refreshing, delicious, and the smell of various ingredients floated in the air, looking up, the sky that had been overcast all day didn't know when the clouds would clear up It was a deep blue and quiet night, the stars were blinking at him, and there were bustling voices in his ears. A sweet young couple passed by him, laughing and discussing what to eat tonight.

Wu Yuan was startled.

The slightly frowning eyebrows became softer little by little.

Tang Jing was still talking to herself: "Auntie told you——"

"Ms. Tang." Wu Yuan interrupted her lightly, his white hands stretched out from his sleeves.

"Let me carry the food for you."

Tang Jing looked at his outstretched hand and was taken aback for a moment.

"Look at you, what kind of lady are you?" The next second, she stroked her chest and handed the bag over with a smile.

"Just call me Aunt Tang."

It was Wu Yuan's first visit to Wanliu District.

One of the best high-end real estate gathering areas in the new city, even the old houses ten years ago have been fired at [-] per square meter, and the price is still rising. In the early days, either the presidents of large groups or high-level intellectuals lived here. The surrounding community facilities are sound and mature , there are all key primary and middle schools, and the row of large shopping malls is crowded with customers every day, which is not comparable to other emerging communities in Xincheng.

Tang Jing's community is in the middle of Wanliu, a golden location.

The community is full of small slab buildings, with wide intervals between each building. Only the pine trees are still green in winter, and they are cut into neat shapes by the property. The buildings are European-style beige and dark gray. Each building has a maximum of five floors. Homes have spacious balconies and floor-to-ceiling windows large enough to overlook the entire neighborhood.

"Yuanyuan, over here."

After chatting with Wu Yuan all the way, Tang Jing couldn't help calling him by his nickname, and always felt that calling him this way could more or less reduce the strangeness in the child's heart.

At the door of the house, the first thing Tang Jing did when she entered the house was to find slippers for Wu Yuan.

After searching for a long time, he took out a pair of little rabbit pink cotton slippers and handed them to Wu Yuan, and said with a smile, "I bought them for my daughter that time, and you are wearing them just right. I will sew your name on you in the future, and you will wear these when you come to my house." Double."

Wu Yuan looked at the two little rabbits holding carrots on the slippers, and fell silent for a while.

"..."

Then take it and put it on.

The soles of the feet are soft.

Before Tang Jing's husband and children came home, Wu Yuan glanced sideways at the three pairs of slippers next to him, all of which had letters sewn on them.

They are "Y", "M", and "L".

Thinking of what Tang Jing said just now that he would also sew for him, Wu Yuan's eyelashes twitched, and a strange emotion suddenly rose in his chest. Before he could think about it, Tang Jing had already called him in the living room.

"Yuanyuan, come over and have a cup of hot tea!"

The black tea soaked with jujube and wolfberry is steaming, and there are a few small snacks in a delicate small plate next to it.

Wu Yuan stood in a daze in the living room, Tang Jing pushed him onto the sofa, and said with a smile, "You fill up your stomach first, and Auntie goes to mix the stuffing first, and let's make dumplings together later, okay? Can you make dumplings?"

Wu Yuan looked at her: "...Yes."

Tang Jing pursed her lips: "Yuanyuan is amazing. My son is two or three years older than you. He can't even steam a pot of rice. Last time he steamed a pot of rice, the core was still hard! What do you say? Said..." Tang Jing walked towards the kitchen while smiling, and poked her head out after entering: "By the way, Yuanyuan, is it cold? Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

Under the warm yellow light, Wu Yuan's eyes seemed a little dazed for some reason.

After two seconds, he said slowly, "It's not cold, Aunt Tang."

Even so, Tang Jing turned on the air conditioner.

As soon as the warm wind blew, Wu Yuan's body trembled unconsciously, and the next second, he suddenly remembered that Lu Shenqiu was still waiting for him at home.When he made the call, he was a little nervous. But when Lu Shenqiu heard that he was at the client's house, he immediately smiled kindly and asked him to greet the client. He also said that he had already eaten and told Wu Yuan not to worry. .

Wu Yuan didn't expect Lu Shenqiu to agree so happily, and his heart sank when he mentioned it.

Putting down his phone, he began to look around the entire living room.

The Nordic decoration style uses light beige as the basic color, and a blanket with a red Persian pattern on the sofa makes the whole room look warmer.

All the lights are also warm toned.

In a light yellow halo, the night view of the new city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is charming and beautiful.

From the kitchen came the sound of Tang Jing humming a song and clapping with stuffing. Wu Yuan came back to his senses, got up and was about to go to fight, but when he passed the TV cabinet, he caught a glimpse of a family portrait on it. .

Wu Yuan looked at the family portrait and was taken aback for a moment.

At the same time, there was a click at the door.

Two male voices sounded from the entrance, one younger and the other calmer, both very magnetic and pleasant, the younger one lazily said while changing shoes: "Mom, let's go back—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Seeing his son suddenly staring at the pair of unfamiliar leather shoes at the door, Xu Yilin did not move, took a look, and followed in wonder, "Are there any guests at home?"

"..."

Xu Yang's Adam's apple slipped.

He has a good memory, and he will never forget the things he handpicked.

No matter how you look at the pair of shoes in front of you, they look like the pair he picked out for Wu Yuan back then.

It wouldn't be so coincidental.

Thinking about it, he went straight to the living room, didn't even have time to take off his coat, his heart beat so fast that even his brain hurt, until he walked into the living room, and met Wu Yuan's slightly surprised eyes.

Xu Yang: "..."

Having met Wu Yuan so many times, each time my mood is like knocking over a pot of five flavors, getting stronger and stronger.

However, there has never been a moment like this, which made him feel so throbbing in the depths of his heart, and was so dreamy.

Plop, plop.

As if to jump out of the cavity.

Wu Yuan is at his home.

This fact alone made his face feel hot, and an inexplicable numbness rolled over the back of his head, and when he looked down, Wu Yuan was actually wearing the pair of little rabbit slippers that were left unused at home.

It was a bit too foul.

"Honey, are you back?" Tang Jing, who heard the movement, walked out of the kitchen with a smile.

"mom."

Xu Yang coughed, suppressed the joy that was surging in his heart, and said calmly, "Why did you call Wu Yuan over?"

"I happened to meet Yuan Yuan today when I was passing by the Green Sea. You said it was a coincidence, but at that time I..."

and many more.

Original, original?

He hasn't called Wu Yuan like that before, did the mother call it first?

Xu Yang was caught off guard by his own mother who poured a big mouthful of vinegar.

"Come on, let me introduce you." Tang Jing pulled Wu Yuan over with a smile, and said to him and Xu Yilin, "Husband, this is Yuan Yuan, the sales guy I always mentioned to you before, Yuan Yuan, this is My husband Xu Yilin, you can just call him Uncle Xu—"

Wu Yuan was slightly startled: "...Hello, Uncle Xu."

"Hello, hello," Xu Yilin said with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he smiled extraordinarily warmly: "So you are the kid who does sales... Finally let me see Lushan's true colors, you don't know that Aunt Tang always talks about you It's been almost a week-"

Wu Yuan's cheeks felt hot.

Tang Jing pointed at Xu Yang again: "This is my son..."

He said with a snort, "You all know each other, so Auntie won't introduce you. Yuanyuan, although Wang is the director of your department, you are Auntie's guest today. Don't be restrained. You are not allowed to be in front of Yuanyuan. Putting on airs as a leader, do you hear me??"

Xu Yang: "..."

He had never put on any leadership airs in front of Wu Yuan in his life.

Looking sideways, Wu Yuanzheng looked at him indifferently, and instantly made his throat a little dry again.

"Why don't you send me a text message when you're here?" Pretending to be calm, he brushed his forehead.

Wu Yuan: "I don't know."

Before seeing the photo, he never thought that Tang Jing would be Xu Yang's mother.

But now that I think about it, whether it's the shape of the eyes or the way they smile, the two are very similar.

"Like, come here and move an extra chair."

Tang Jing went to the dining room with a large cutting board. Wu Yuan saw her and followed her into the kitchen to help her take out the stuffing and rolled skin. Tang Jing looked at him lovingly and even praised him for being sensible.

Two people standing together, like a mother and child.

"Like."

Tang Jing turned around and stared, "What are you laughing at there alone? Go and move a chair!"

Xu Yang lowered his head, the uncontrollable tenderness surged in his heart, and the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed no matter how hard he tried.

After Xu Yilin got off work, he continued to watch stocks for a while. Tang Jing, Wu Yuan, and Xu Yang gathered around the dining table and started making dumplings.

The dumplings made by Xu Yang were almost unreadable.

He is a decathlon at work, but he can't deal with a small dumpling wrapper.

The dumpling stuffing filled with prawns seems to have become fine, either overflowing from the seal, or piercing the skin and falling down, finally being honest, and the shape is really eye-catching.Xu Yang glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and Wu Yuan lowered his eyes, quietly stuffing stuffing into the skin.

He has more than 20 formed dumplings on hand, each of which is in perfect shape, with flowers and pleats, which can be called exquisite.

"Yuanyuan is so beautifully wrapped, look at the pleats, it looks like something bought from outside."

Tang Jing fluttered her eyes, touched the flour on her chest, and looked at Xu Yang: "Xiangzi, look at Yuanyuan, she can do everything."

"That's right." Xu Yang raised his eyebrows proudly.

?

Tang Jing was taken aback.

She had just praised Yuan Yuan, so why did her son look as if he was the one who praised him?

Did she make a slip of the tongue?

150 dumplings were wrapped in no time.

After wrapping up the last one, Tang Jing looked up at her watch: "The time is just right, Miao'er should be back soon."

Xu Yang lazily said: "She's just waiting to come back and eat."

While talking about helping Tang Jing carry the wrapped dumplings back to the kitchen, she turned around and her eyes darkened.

Wu Yuan also came in at some point, holding the rag that had just wiped the table in his hand.

"..."

Wu Yuan didn't speak, and he didn't speak, just staring at him silently, looking at the white shirt turned out from under his V-neck black sweater, at the white neck protruding from the white shirt, Wu Yuan put down the rag and asked After going out, the front is changed to a back view, and the narrow waistline can be vaguely seen between the sweater and trousers, which is unbearable.

"Wu Yuan." He called.

Then he froze for a moment, his voice was hoarse than he had imagined.

Wu Yuan turned his head: "?"

"you……"

"Like?" Tang Jing came in after clearing the table, "Why are you still in the kitchen? You don't know how to cook dumplings, so it's a disservice to Yuanyuan and me..."

Xu Yang: "..."

"Go ask your dad to come out, and change your clothes by the way, your body is covered in flour."

Xu Yang supported his forehead, sighed, he was really helpless: "Mom..."

"Why do you call me, hurry up, we will have dinner in a while."

When Xu Yang changed his clothes, he was extremely depressed.

The dumplings were not cooked yet, but the boiling water vapor had a unique aroma, and the whole house was wrapped in warm steam.

Tang Jing's laughter came from outside the door, and a peaceful voice sounded from time to time. It was Wu Yuan's voice.

Xu Yang inhaled lightly and smiled silently.

Forget it.

He's already at home.

There will be opportunities later.

When Xu Yang changed clothes and Xu Yilin turned off the computer, Tang Jing's first batch of dumplings was cooked.

The fat and white dumplings jumped into the bowl, the stuffing was wrapped in the skin and it was about to swell, and the skin looked crystal clear.

Before anyone else came out, Tang Jing served five to Wu Yuan first, "Yuan Yuan, come on, you can taste it first."

Wu Yuan sat at the dining table and looked up: "Aren't you waiting for them?"

Tang Jing smiled and said: "They don't know when they will come out, you can help Auntie try it first to see if it suits your taste."

Wu Yuan looked at her with bright eyes.

Tang Jing inhaled, her voice softened instantly: "Do you want to be jealous?"

Wu Yuan hesitated for a moment.

After a while, he asked softly, "Is it possible?"

Tang Jing felt inexplicable, and couldn't help rubbing his head, "You child, why are you still asking if it's okay, of course it's okay, Auntie will bring you all the vinegar, soy sauce and chili!"

In less than half a minute, a small stack of vinegar, a small stack of soy sauce, and a few chopped red peppers were placed in front of Wu Yuan.

"You eat first. Auntie will cook the rest." Tang Jing looked at him with bent eyes and walked into the kitchen.

Wu Yuan nodded.

The restaurant suddenly became very quiet, and the sound of the pot lid being lifted and the ticking of the clock could be clearly heard.

Chopsticks are arranged side by side, carved with bamboo and orchids.

The dumplings lie in a bowl, exuding the fragrance of seafood and chives.

Steam face.

Wu Yuan sniffed, picked up the dumpling, and took a light bite.

The savory taste of the shrimp meat soaked in the soup is quickly spread on the tip of the tongue, the dumplings are rubbery, the winter bamboo shoots are creaking between the teeth, and the whole shrimp is smooth and delicious——

really tasty.

what.

……

Speaking of which, he seemed to have eaten three delicacies dumplings once when he was a child.

The floor lamp in the corner blurred out a warm halo, Wu Yuan was in a daze for a moment, and found that the small bowl in front of him had suddenly turned into a large bowl, a blue and white porcelain bowl with a dozen dumplings with thin skin and big stuffing inside, someone touched his head, a kind and loving voice:

"Yuanyuan, help mom taste the taste."

"I'll eat it for you first, so that your dad will be hungry, haha."

"Is it delicious?"

……

good to eat.

Wu Yuan came back to his senses, picked up the second dumpling and wanted to stuff it into his mouth. He didn't know if it was because of too much steam or something. His eyes were a bit blurred, but he missed it the first time. Just as he was about to pick another dumpling, the corridor suddenly A series of footsteps sounded.

Xu Miao didn't take off her shoes, and rushed into the living room wrapped in a red woolen coat with a look of shock on her face: "I went and there was a—"

The next words stuck in his throat.

She stared blankly at the tearful young man at the dining table, and suddenly forgot what she was going to say just now.

"Miao'er, why don't you take off your shoes when you enter the door!" Tang Jing came out with a frown, seeing Xu Miao staring at Wu Yuan without blinking, she also took a look along the way.

This glance made her heart ache, and her voice trembled: "Yuanyuan, you..."

Wu Yuan quickly rubbed his eyes.

"It's okay." Putting down the chopsticks, he narrowed his eyes, and smiled at the two people who were staring blankly at him: "The soup was scalding to the mouth just now."