old lily no spring

When it was hot, Lu Mengfei lost her appetite to eat, and Songhan didn't live at home, so she didn't have the motivation to cook.When resting at home during the summer vacation, she spent half a day with a pot of mung bean porridge and a scallion pancake.

While watching a movie and drinking porridge in the living room that day, the old-fashioned anti-theft door was shot several times in succession.Lu Mengfei recognized her ex-husband, Kong Weitong, whom she had not seen for several years, through Maoyan.There were beads of sweat on his white forehead, and the appearance of wiping the sweat with a handkerchief was not as brave as before, but was a little eunuch-like.

Lu Mengfei who opened the door didn't intend to let him in, "If it's for asking Song Han to make up lessons, it's useless for you to ask me."

The ex-husband looked embarrassed, "It's something else, Meng Fei, how about we go in and talk?"

After entering the room, Kong Weitong saw half a bowl of mung bean porridge and salted duck egg shells. Lu Mengfei quickly cleaned up the coffee table. Seeing Kong Weitong looking around the room, "Songhan is not at home?"

He felt relieved when he found out that he was not there, and then he faltered about terms that Lu Mengfei didn't quite understand, such as deleveraging, deadlines, clearing funds, and forced liquidation. Chinese teacher Lu Mengfei didn't intend to go around , directly asked, "Did you lose money in stocks?"

Even if people in H City don't trade stocks, they still care about the stock market. Some time ago, the market plummeted from 5178.19 to 3500. Lu Mengfei felt that history was repeating itself.If Kong Weitong, the old routine of others, had been his researcher honestly, he would not have had this kind of incident: a person has been in the water for a long time, and he thinks that he is good enough to resist the huge waves.He invested hundreds of times in futures, the stock market lost a toilet, and the futures lost a house.

The purpose of coming here today is that he is so nervous, but his wife Zhao Jing insists that he scrape together 150 million RMB and send his son Kong Chuitang directly to high school in the United States.

"Chuitang's English learning in China is really helpless. Zhao Jing thought about the language environment and wanted to send her to study in the United States in advance. It just so happened that I couldn't afford the money now, so she quarreled with me at home every day. The two old people were also so troubled by her that they had no choice but to move here and there, and now there is still a shortfall of more than 80." Kong Weitong meant that the more than 80 can be borrowed from Lu Mengfei, and they can sign a formal loan agreement and notarize it.

"I think you made a mistake? I'm a middle school teacher, and my daughter is still studying. Where can I find 80 yuan to lend you?" Lu Songhan thought he was crazy, "Where's your colleague? Where's your old classmate? Friend What? Where can you get less than 80?"

"It doesn't mean that everyone will be seriously injured..." Before Kong Weitong finished speaking, Lu Mengfei also understood that he was fooling around and hurting people.

"Your wife doesn't have any savings?" Lu Mengfei looked at his watch, planning in his mind that it would be Song Han's time to go home.

"She is a female Pixiu. Asking her to pay is like killing her. I went for a walk at night and bought a watermelon, and I have to go back home." Kong Weitong mentioned that Zhao Jing was very angry.

Lu Mengfei smiled, "I know how to be diligent and thrifty in housekeeping, and I should have saved a lot in my hands over the years."

"To be honest, she is stingy, but this time something happened to me, and she used her savings to help me fill the hole." Kong Weitong said anxiously, "But, I won't solve the child's study, she will Fighting me desperately. Mengfei, I know you have always had resentment towards my parents, but I have never changed towards you. I... I can’t help it.” Kong Weitong chased Lu Mengfei for two years in college before he decided to fall in love In terms of relationship, both of them were each other's first love, and their relationship was quite deep back then.

Lu Meng, from the Department of Chinese, is good at everything, but his mind is too sentimental after being surrounded by flowers, plants, rain and fog for a long time.Seeing Kong Weitong's pitiful appearance, she couldn't bear it, and her tone was no longer teasing, "But I really don't have 80, I only have 50 living money."

"50 is enough—" Kong Weitong continued excitedly, "I'll figure out what to do with the remaining 30. It's really not a dream. I treat you...you are my lifelong benefactor."

At this time, there was the sound of the door lock turning, and Song Han was taken aback when he saw the halfway couple after opening the door, they looked at each other, turned their heads respectively, and politely said to Song Han, "I'm back."

"Songhan, Dad just misses you, so let's come and see your mother. Dad has something to do at work, so I'll leave today, and we'll have a good meal as a family of three in two days." When Kong Weitong showed all his strength, Lu Songhan felt more and more The atmosphere is not right today.

At this moment, Kong Weitong held Lu Mengfei's hand, "Mengfei, I'll call you again tonight."

After Song Han sent his father away, seeing his mother's face showing a trace of reluctance, she went to the kitchen to take out a box of ice cream, sat next to the living room and ate while staring at the TV.When I tuned to the sports channel, I saw the screen full of volleyball girls with delicate features and fine features. Not to mention their fair skin and long legs, the director thoughtfully locked the camera on their tight buttocks in sports shorts.Song Han's neck stretched forward slightly, and his eyes straightened.

Hearing her mother cough, she turned her head and continued to eat ice cream in embarrassment, "Why is my dad here?"

Lu Mengfei was silent for a while, "It's quite difficult for him." He repeated Kong Weitong's original words, hiding his initial intention to borrow 50 yuan.

Song Han nodded, "Aunt Zhao is a powerful character." Watching the TV camera turn into a muscular man, she changed the channel.While digging persistently with the small spoon in his hand, he casually asked Lu Mengfei, "How much do you borrow?"

"Ah?" Lu Mengfei was taken aback.

"Ha, my dad is a man who cares about his daughter's time and ability. I don't think he came to our house on a hot day because he missed us. Don't you smell him? It's so hot, I'm afraid You have traveled a lot." Song Han turned to face her mother, "I know you are soft-hearted. Back then, without my grandparents, you might not have been willing to divorce my dad."

But she couldn't understand the true love between this Lao Shizi and his wife.It's been decades, can't you let each other let you go?

"Say yes, borrow 80. I said, I only have 50." In fact, Lu Mengfei regretted it the moment he slipped the truth. "However, the signing of the agreement, notarization, and he should be short of money for a while, so he shouldn't renege on his debts."

Getting up to throw away the ice cream box, Song Han saw the unfinished mung bean porridge and salted duck eggs on the kitchen table.She counted on her fingers, "Mom, how many thousands can you save a year? How much of the deposit is your copyright income and authoring fees for editing books and writing things. Really, I know it is not easy for you to save some money." She Originally, she thought that she had no position to say how to use her mother's money or who to lend it to.But after thinking about it, Song Han felt that he had to settle the account with his mother, "My dad has lost so much, who knows if there is anything tricky in it? Why didn't he open the account to show you the real number? Aunt Zhao's deposit How much is left? Didn’t he just say it? Grandparents really have no money? Don’t they have other sons?”

Lu Mengfei felt that how could she, who had been a literary girl since she was young, give birth to such a philistine daughter, especially in the past two years, since Song Han became a support teacher, Song Han has become a little aggressive.

"Why are you so smart when you ask me, all kinds of good at inducing key points? Why is it that when my dad comes, he pulls a few soft words and sells me a little pitiful, so you have to borrow the coffin book, and we will borrow money to go out finally Are there still few people who can’t get a penny back?” Song Han spread his hands, “You can spend your money as you like. Let me give you my advice, it’s better to spend the money on yourself than to spend it on yourself.” Jinghua Shuiyue is emotionally strong. Mom, you and my dad have been divorced for more than ten years, and he is asking you to borrow money for the child he had with another woman. Besides, since it is so difficult, then don’t go to study abroad. Zhao He can't stand Jing once making a fuss, and making a fuss with you again...does anyone who is easy to talk deserve to be bullied?"

After Song Han finished talking like a machine gun in dialect, Lu Mengfei was choked for a few seconds, "Song Han, why... are you so sharp?"

"Thinking more, seeing more." Song Han said.

"Could it be that my relationship with your father...affected your sexual orientation?" Lu Mengfei often thought about this question in his head.

"It's nothing to do with you or my dad. I liked Teacher Hu when I was in kindergarten, didn't you see?" Teacher Hu is the youngest and most beautiful sister with a single ponytail in the kindergarten. Song Han hugged her and cried when she graduated from the big class and went to elementary school. field.

"..." Let's not talk about this, "What should you do if your father calls at night?" Lu Mengfei always found it difficult to get down with Kong Weitong.

"Actually, I can say it on your behalf, but I'm worried. He told you that you are soft-hearted again. Mom, let me ask you a question. In your heart, do you love that man more or love me more? And, you Do you love yourself?"

If the mother still wants to lend to Kong Weitong, then she loves that man more than her daughter and herself.Thinking of this, Song Han secretly sighed.

"To tell the truth... I'm like a brainless woman." Lu Mengfei said seriously, "I only have a little affection for your father back then, not love anymore."

"Let's see how you behave at night, I'll sleep at home tonight." Song Han smiled, "Are you welcome?"

"What are you doing...supervising me?" Lu Mengfei's self-awareness was still very strong.

"I used to go out with Zhilan at ten o'clock in the evening, didn't you also say that you wanted to accompany us?" Song Han flipped through old accounts, "I'll back you up, okay?"

Lu Mengfei glared at her, and went back to the kitchen to pick up the remaining half bowl of porridge, her thoughts written all over her face: she still hadn't made up her mind.As she ate, she felt that she had lost her place in front of Song Han today, and she wanted to get back a city, "Have you really not been in a relationship lately? When you were in a relationship, you weren't the kind of person who didn't have a clear mind and spent all his heart and soul for others. ?”

"Zhilan used to treat me with heart and soul. To be honest, I am not as good as her." Song Han crossed his legs on the sofa, his face suddenly sank, thinking that the female migrant worker who scraped putty has recently become dirtier and more embarrassing The female painter made her heart ache.

The remote control in his hand was jumping up and down, Song Han was annoyed, "I'm not."

Besides, they are underage.Song Han lost the remote control, "I'm going to take a nap."

Lu Mengfei held the bowl higher, and slowly delivered the last two mouthfuls of porridge to his mouth.The secret battle between the mother and daughter was evened out today.But this kid is getting more and more elusive.Is it better to be literary or artistic, or to be a philistine?Lu Mengfei smiled silently, no matter what, don't be like her, it's better to be skinned by love.

It was not even "evening" at six o'clock in the afternoon when Kong Weitong's phone call came.Song Han pretended to go to the kitchen to pour water, and deliberately passed the living room. She glanced at Lu Mengfei, and her mother turned her back, and suddenly raised her voice, "I have 50 yuan, but I don't want to lend it to you to send your son to study abroad. Why? Because My daughter wanted to study abroad back then, but you didn't pay me a dime!"

Song Han laughed out loud.