I cried, I pretended

"What are you doing in the hospital?" Cheng Wang put down his hand that was grabbing his face, and asked indifferently,

Hearing this question, Song Mingwang showed a troubled expression again, "I'm going to see my grandma."

"Then why this expression."

Song Mingwang sighed, this action is done by him, there is always a sense of disobedience of a child pretending to be an adult, "I don't like her."

Cheng Lu's expression moved, "Why?"

"She always scolds my mother." Cheng Juan looked down at the fruit basket in his hand, and muttered in a low voice: "And she doesn't like me either, she never came to see me."

Song Mingwang has always disliked his grandma. His childhood impression of her was that she came to the house from time to time to make a scene, pulled his mother's hair and scolded her shamelessly in front of many neighbors, and took her son's compensation money to go outside to raise a man , no matter from which aspect it is not a good impression.

If Song Yulan hadn't asked him to come and see, he wouldn't have come to see her.

But Song Yulan persuaded him: "No matter what, she is your grandma. She has been talking about seeing you in the hospital, and we will handle our adult affairs by ourselves."

Song Yulan saw that he was not happy, so she whispered to him again, "Actually, I don't like her either, but I still have to save face, otherwise people will gossip about it."

So Song Mingwang had no choice but to agree to come to the hospital to see his grandma.

Another reason he didn't like his grandma was that she always protected his father unconditionally and scolded Song Yulan for not knowing what to do.

When he was young, his father used to drink a lot, and when he drank, he started to play and throw things like crazy. Suspecting Song Yulan's cheating, he closed the room and beat her.

Until now he was afraid of the sound of falling things, when he could do nothing but hide in the room and force himself to focus on the blocks.

At that time, Song Yulan, whose face was full of bruises, often hugged him without speaking, sitting for a whole day.

Later, his father died in an elevator accident in the shopping mall. Song Yulan took a huge amount of insurance money and compensation as a family member, took this money as her first pot of gold, and started a business with others. company.

Because of this, his grandma has always hated his mother, because his son died, and his daughter-in-law didn't shed a single tear at the funeral. She took the money and spent it without any money left. She asked her what she was doing and said investment Yes, ghosts believe it.

Song Mingwang himself forgot whether he cried that day or not, and his emotions towards his father were very complicated.

He didn't speak at all until he was three years old, and others thought he was dumb or autistic.

But his father, who has always been cowardly outside, would take the trouble to retort every time that his son is not a fool

Song Ming hoped that his parents belonged to inappropriate households, his father’s family background was average, while Song Yulan was raised in a wealthy family. The two were college classmates. Soon after they met, Song Yulan, whom his father took the initiative to pursue, and then fell in love with each other. love.

In order to get married, he did not choose to live abroad with his parents, and her parents did not agree to their marriage because the two parties were very unhappy.It's best to cut off contact when you leave the country.

After getting married and becoming pregnant, Song Yulan even quit her job in a foreign company that no one else envied, and An Anxin prepared to be a full-time wife at home with her husband and children.

No one expected that things would turn out like this in the end.

Song Mingwang's impression of his father was the hand that would hold him and cry every time he woke up, and the hand that would hold himself in circles after being praised by his boss in the company.

There were also hands that swung their arms at Song Yulan after drinking, and hands that slapped herself hard on the face that kept crying.

"Then don't look at it." Cheng Juan lowered his eyes halfway, and his eyes fell on the green apples on the fruit basket. Probably the owner of the fruit shop saw that he was being fooled, so he brought him a fruit basket of inferior quality, and the apples had already wilted. Damn, it's not fresh at first glance.

"what?"

Cheng Wang raised his eyes to look at him, and repeated his own words with a calm expression, "Since you don't like it, don't look at it."

"But..." Song Ming stared at him for a long time, and he didn't know what to say. It seemed that it didn't matter if he didn't look. Anyway, if his grandma saw him, she would definitely hold his hand and say bad things about him. By the way Does he know where the money has gone?

"Okay!" Song Mingwang made up his mind, the stone in his heart finally disappeared, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

"Then what about this fruit basket?" Song Mingwang frowned again.

"We ate."

Song Mingwang's eyes widened, and before he could react, he actually saw Cheng Huan bent down and picked up an apple, then took a bite and looked at himself with raised eyebrows.

"……All right."

Song Mingwang also brought out a banana, and decided to join him.

So the two later sat on the hospital bench and wiped out all the fruits in the fruit basket. In fact, most of them were solved by Song Mingwang. Cheng Wang only took a bite of the apple and didn't move much. Leaning on the back of the chair, he took out his mobile phone with one hand and didn't know what he was looking at.

But several times when he wanted to take out an apple to eat, he knocked his hand off, and Cheng Juan didn't raise his eyelids, "Don't eat this, change to another one."

Song Mingwang touched his beaten hand angrily, wondering what the difference was, but he turned his hand obediently.

Because Class Seven won a total of seven or eight medals in the last sports meeting, and won the title of the class that won the most first prizes, Guo Jin couldn't even close his mouth with a smile, so he decided to show them a class movie on Monday as a reward.

"I want to watch "Young Einstein""

Song Mingwang sat upright, with his back straightened, and he raised his hands high, looking obedient and obedient.

"What about Pakistan, I want to watch exciting ones, and the class monitor will do some romantic ones. I always feel that I want to have a serious relationship these days." Tang Qin said loudly.

The squad leader and the others let out a burst of laughter.

Xu Su ignored him, and gently advised Song Mingwang, "I'll let you play it next time, this time we'll watch the others first."

Tang Tan's eyes widened, and he scolded in his heart, "You two have developed a hobby of coaxing children.

Song Mingwang curled his lips, but he could only agree.

In the end, Xu Su played an English movie about the education of special children. People in the class shouted that it was boring, but he was unmoved.

The content of the movie is very boring to everyone, but it is better than nothing, and they are still holding on to watch.

Tian Mengmeng looked at it and suddenly turned his head to look at Song Mingwang, "I wanted to ask before, are you a mixed race? I saw that your English in English class was so smooth, it was better than Cuihua's construction site spoken English."

"I'm not, my grandmother is of mixed race."

"Let me just say, which country are you in?"

"England, she lives in England now, but in the suburbs, where there is a farm."

"Then does your mother look like a foreigner?"

"Not like."

Both Song Mingwang himself and Song Yulan look more Asian, only their eyes are more European. Song Mingwang's hair is pure black, while Song Yulan's hair color is dark brown, which is inherited from his grandmother.

"It's still quite foreign, I just said why your eyelashes are so long." Tian Mengmeng said that his hands were itchy and wanted to touch his eyes.

Song Mingwang avoided his head with a look of disgust.

During the whole process of watching the movie, Cheng Wang had been sleeping on the table, facing out the window, so Song Mingwang could only see the back of his head.

It wasn't until the lights were turned on again after the movie, and the noisy atmosphere in the class resumed, that he slowly got up and slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Song Mingwang staring at him intently, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, and asked quietly: "What do you think I'm doing?"