pretending to be graceful

The green light soon changed, and Hua Yong hurriedly scanned it to get a rough look. He really didn't understand why a teacher in an educational institution became the "male god" of the little devil these days.Could it be...a big devil?

Hua Yong was amused by his own brain hole, so he revealed the matter: "It is said that you want to go with a little sister? Who is it? Is it okay to go together? Can the family agree?"

Song Jiaying: "Why are you so wordy? A friend who has always been very good, a classmate in elementary school, named Bai Wei, has been in touch with her all the time. I just returned to China. She went abroad in high school. At this time, she has nothing to do and she doesn't go out to play. What are you doing at home?"

"Ha, her family's adults are really open-minded..." Hua Yong thought, it was rare to see such open-minded families like him back then, how come they catch up now and let their children run around.

Song Jiaying sighed quietly: "Her family... Maybe she never knew what she wanted."

Now Hua Yong can't understand the small thoughts of the little girls.He probably couldn't understand it back then, so he didn't care much about love letters, confessions—who are you?Do we know each other well?Unfamiliar people, you don't even know what I am like, why confess to me?

So it makes sense to say that Mr. Hua's market is not good.

Song Jiaying didn't say any more, and smiled rather conceitedly: "Oh, don't care about those adults, Bai Wei is enough with me."

Hua Yong was overwhelmed by this full of second-year aura, tried his best not to laugh, and asked, "When are you going to leave?"

"Wait, I'm just asking Xiao Wei." Song Jiaying's fingers fluttered, and it looked like a professional gamer.Hua Yong glanced over, and saw a white dialog box popped up on the screen. "She said that everything is in place, and we can leave at any time." She raised her head and made arrangements: "I'm leaving tomorrow. It's not a good time to book tickets for the holidays. I'll ask Uncle Wang to book tickets and then bring my luggage over to me."

Hua Yong wailed: "My little ancestor, you two have prepared everything. I only found out about the arrangement in the afternoon. I haven't packed anything. How can I leave tomorrow?"

Song Jiaying raised her eyebrows indifferently: "What can you do for a big man? Isn't it enough to bring two pieces of clothes? It's enough to prepare at night." He looked like he was giving advice.

Hua Yong quickly figured out what to bring, but he still resisted: "Miss, everything is not as simple as you think, I have an appointment after this, so I can't say hello to others? Some people are not easy to push Do I have to go? I am 20 years old, not 12 years old, so I can’t just drop everything just because of my willfulness.”

Song Jiaying was stunned for a moment, then responded with a low voice, and bowed her head to type, probably communicating with Bai Wei about the plan.She is a little ignorant, but she is not stupid - Hua Yong is an adult, and in the world of an adult, he is not only himself, but also socializing and having interests - especially in his kind of family.She can't force others to be difficult.

Song Jiaying thought, she didn't want to grow up.

Mr. Hua watched without explaining, but felt relieved.It's one thing to live how you want to live, but another to understand other people's lifestyles—so he thought of Yichi.So he didn't want to explain even more, just said: "Let's go home directly, and I will cook for you."

Song Jiaying's depressed mood improved slightly, she hesitated to speak, and finally replied with a smile, "Oh."

Hua Yong led his little cousin back home, only to find that his father was not there, but left another note: I have something to go back to the company, don't wait for me to eat, come back at night.

Mr. Hua let out an "oh" to the air.

Song Jiaying came over to take a look, and asked strangely: "Why did uncle leave a note? Can't you send a WeChat message?"

Hua Yong looked disgusted: "Who knows, I guess it was some kind of love between him and my mother, and there was no communication equipment back then, so I just left a note. This person who engages in high-tech electronic technology retains such traditional habits , if others know it, they will probably lose their glasses in shock."

Song Jiaying wiped the piece of paper, and said softly, "Uncle and aunt are very close. My parents are not good... They are too busy and spend too little time together. When they are at home at the same time, they are always arguing."

Hua Yong felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he didn't speak.

I heard from my parents that the relationship between my aunts and uncles is also very good. They fall in love freely, sweetly, and they all know each other well—this is much better than Hualing Liying.

But love is only a small part of life after all, especially for career-oriented people.Decades have passed, what's the use of just having a little love?Living well and raising children, how can I have so much time to talk about love?Even if any one person's job is enough to support the whole family now, who is willing to give up their career and return to their family?

You can live without love, but you can only rely on others if you lose your career—who is willing?Who would?How can you give up something that you have struggled for half your life?So more and more quarrels, more and more dissatisfaction.Apart from talking about children, there seems to be no common topic.

No one knows why, no one knows where to go astray... That's it.I can't say I love it, and I can't say I don't love it.Dragging and dragging, drifting away.He always wanted to compensate the child for all this, so he got used to Song Jiaying's personality.

Song Jiaying waved her hand first: "Let's not talk about them. No matter what, they still love me, I know. Cook and cook! I want to eat fish!"

Hua Yong also knew that he couldn't manage other people's family affairs, so he had to find a clean room for Song Jiaying, and cook for others without complaint.Tsk, Miss Song is really lucky.

eat fish?What kind of fish do you eat?It must be too late to go out to buy fish at this point, Hua Yong dug out frozen cod fillets in the refrigerator, and decided to make tomato fish fillets.I picked two more green vegetables and thought it would be easier.

"Thump, thump, thump", anyway, they stayed for a while, Song Jiaying took a look around the room and then ran to the kitchen: "I don't want to eat vegetables!"

Hua Yong kept chopping the vegetables: "Those who are waiting to eat are not qualified to mention the recipe, you can eat whatever I cook." It's quite authoritarian.

Song Jiaying stuck out her tongue, then went to play with her mobile phone, not planning to change her identity of "waiting to eat".Bai Wei replied to her, she had to discuss a new time with Bai Wei first.

"Didn't your brother promise to leave tomorrow?"

"No... It's because I thought it was too simple. He said he was my brother, but he didn't have much contact with him. My mother and his brothers and sisters are not close and are very busy, and they rarely see each other. He always misses me. , I thought he could easily agree. But after all, they are only non-direct relatives...not my parents, so they can't accommodate me unconditionally."

"oh, I see."

Drinking enough... No, only after eating, Hua Yong went back to the room and said "something private", Song Jiaying soon waited for Hualing to go home.

"Uncle!" Song Jiaying shouted happily.

Hua Ling liked this cheerful junior: "Jiaying? How about it, I prepared the room for you two days ago, if you have any questions, just ask."

"It's all good."

"Are you going to leave tomorrow?" Of course Hua Ling knew about Song Jiaying's little girl's plan.

"No," Song Jiaying smiled unnaturally, "I was supposed to talk about tomorrow, but my brother said that he has some activities to go...not sure yet."

Hua Ling was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled meaningfully: "But how did I hear that Hua Yong asked his secretary to help him book three air tickets to Hangzhou tomorrow?"

Song Jiaying was suddenly speechless: "...Huh?"

Hua Ling dug out the tea leaves, looked at them, and felt that he didn't understand anyway, so he soaked them casually: "Your brother, you don't say it on the face, but he actually misses you very much. For him, family members Much more important than the group of friends he hangs out with. Your situation... well, he knows it too, so he always helps out as much as he can."

Song Jiaying felt that her eyes were a little hot, and felt that crying so easily did not fit the personality of a girl in the new era. She quickly took a few deep breaths, bowed her head and smiled.

Hua Yong sat on the bed and stared at his suitcase, very at a loss: What do I bring here?

But even so, Mr. Hua was still very sure that he was going: how could he disappoint his cute little cousin—well, Song Jiaying couldn't describe it as "cute", but that's what it meant.

Huayong, the unlucky boy, has a lot of affection, especially for his family.Mr. Hua has never lacked love since he was a child, and he lives a proud and sunny life, but he gradually discovers that such people are actually a minority.He has seen people who self-mutilate because of lack of love, fights and riots because of lack of attention, which is quite pitiful.Mr. Hua can't take care of other people's affairs, but within the scope of his ability, Mr. Hua is still willing to help the people around him - of course, the premise is that the other party appreciates it.

Song Jiaying is a pretty girl, and she doesn't know anything, how could Hua Yong refuse?

So it could only be like this——Hua Yong put the things he just took out of the suitcase back one by one.

"Brother." The door was slightly pushed open, revealing half of Song Jiaying's face, "Why are you lying to me?"

Hua Yong knew that his father was talking too much again.Well...for my own good. "Hi," Hua Yong smiled embarrassedly for some reason: "I thought you were too noisy in the car, so I said that on purpose. I planned to give you a surprise after I cleaned up. Anyway, you are all ready, and I will Besides, it won’t be too late—it’s really too late, let’s push it back.”

Song Jiaying bit her lower lip: "Then I'll go to bed earlier, and I'll inform Xiaowei again. Thank you, brother."

Mr. Hua, who is overflowing with love, is satisfied.

Gu Shuiqing and Gu Shuisi brothers and sisters got off the plane, picked up the car they rented in advance at the parking lot, and drove towards Yuzhen.

Since Gu Shuiqing didn't have a domestic driver's license, the driver was naturally Miss Gu Shuisi - this second knife who hadn't been in a car much since he got the book.Fortunately, there was Gu Shui on the co-pilot who was watching lightly.

"Brother, are we going to drive all the way to Yu Town?" Gu Shuisi was very excited when he arrived at an unfamiliar place for the first time, but he also felt that a place like Yu Town should not be driven by such a modern thing as a private car .

However, Gu Shuiqing, who grew up in Yuzhen, didn't have any worries at all: "Why don't we go there? There is not much tourism development there, and the transportation is inconvenient. As for the quiet and natural...all these are actually endowed by people. Yes, if people don't care, there is no need to follow anything."

Gu Shui lightly looked at the scenery outside the window, expressionless, not at all like going home.To him, Yuzhen is just a place name, and there is nothing memorable about it.

No matter where he is, he is just a passerby, without roots.Gu Shuiqing drew a circle, he is within this square inch of the world, and this circle follows him like a shadow, so he will never be a wanderer, never in a foreign land.

Gu Shuisi especially wanted to take out her mobile phone to record Gu Shuiqing at this moment, so that she could think about it later.At this time, he was empty and quiet, and he couldn't get restless for a long time, as if he would never lose his temper.

But she, a driver with two knives, naturally dare not.

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carry on.