Chapter 55 Fifty-five Yes, yes

, after dinner, He Tai had other things to do.

He was pressed for time and had heavy tasks to accomplish, but he still had time to take his two children to "spend lavishly" at Miniso on the first floor of the mall, and left in a hurry after paying the bill.

In the world of children, whoever buys them gifts is the best person in the world.

So when she got home in the evening, Chen Xingyue praised Uncle He to her mother, whom she had only met once - of course, she also wanted to avoid doing her homework.

No matter what Chen Yun's stance is, it is hard to say anything bad about such a comprehensive person.

She mainly used positive emotions to educate her children. She asked, "Have you ever said thank you to them?"

Chen Xingyue suddenly stood up and shouted, "Yes!!!"

Even though Chen Yun didn't have a heart disease, she was almost scared to death.

She relied on her self-control to "set a good example for her daughter" to refrain from scolding out loud. She digested the thought for two seconds and tried to whisper softly: "If you yell like that, Mom's eardrum will almost burst."

Chen Xingyue twisted her body like a pig and acted coquettishly: "I

also have a very low voice." La Ba didn't dare to compete with her in pitch. Chen Yun wanted to see which part of her body she used to make the sound, and reluctantly flicked her cheek with her fingers: "You are cute, and you are right."

Chen Xingyue also knew that she was very likable, and she counted on her fingers which uncles and aunts she had received gifts from recently.

She didn't understand the social interactions among adults yet, and took all kindness as an affirmation of her charm.

The word "love" came too easily to her, especially since her parents put her first after her younger brother was born, to the point where she occasionally took it for granted that she was the center of the world.

It seems that anyone who is unwilling to give to her is too ungrateful.

Similar families develop similar personalities.

Chen Yun was like this when she was a child, the only thing missing was the words "I am the only one" engraved on her forehead. When she became arrogant, she would pretend to be the emperor at home. Whenever she appeared on the stage, she would have to play the background music of "The Empress of China", and her parents would serve her as eunuchs and palace maids.

In comparison, Chen Xingyue was very polite when she was playing house and was willing to let her younger brother be the second prince. The brother and sister would occasionally take turns to ride on each other's horses.

When Chen Yun was a child, she didn't want to do such a hard job. What she wanted to do was to be the focus of the crowd.

As I grow older, those shining moments are like withered flowers, and I can only sigh when I think of them.

Chen Xingyue didn't know about her mother's worries, but she was keenly aware of the slight changes.

Children are actually the most observant species. She suddenly fell in love with the homework in front of her, and each word was neatly framed in the grid.

Although Chen Yun looked like she was in a daze, she was still keeping an eye on her daughter. Her sadness instantly disappeared, leaving only secret joy.

She took advantage of her daughter's condition and asked her to recite another ancient poem.

Chen Xingyue followed her mother reading in a daze, feeling that she had been at a disadvantage today, but she obeyed the instructions reluctantly.

For a parent, having this kind of good day is like winning the lottery.

Chen Yun was overjoyed that she didn't have to compete with her daughter in wits and courage. After "work", she made an exception and asked: "Do you want to watch an episode

of TV?" Even though today was not a day for watching TV, the child seized the opportunity and didn't ask "why can she?" but rushed to the living room shouting "Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah".

He ran too fast and kicked over his brother's building blocks.

The high-rise building that Chen Xinyang had worked so hard to build collapsed. Before she could recover from the blow and cry, she was interrupted by the lighting of the TV screen.

He instantly forgot his sadness, climbed onto the sofa and sat down, placing his hands obediently on his knees.

Chen Xingyue was polite most of the time and gave control of the remote control to her brother as an apology.

Chen Xinyang accepted it with pleasure.

He recently fell in love with Ultraman, who was described by his sister as childish. He was deeply fascinated by a monster so ugly that no one on the Internet was selling peripheral products to it. As he watched, his mouth slowly opened wide and his eyes were filled with admiration.

It was difficult for Chen Yun to convince herself with the theory that "someone has to sweep the streets", so she gossiped to her husband: "Does this count as having an abnormal aesthetic taste since childhood?"

Song Fenglin really deserves the title of "loving father". He remained calm and

said: "Is it ugly? I think it's okay." Chen Yun no longer doubted that there was something wrong with the child's eyes. She glanced at the child's father, looked him up and down for a while, and said: "It's okay to look like you. At least my wife knows to pick a pretty one."

In fact, Song Fenglin was not very willing to hear comments from others that his child looked like him.

He doesn't like many of the traits inherited from his parents, and for many years he has tried his best to avoid the similar parts of them, using all his energy to escape the shadow attached to his family. Even now, he can still taste the parts that he has been unable to escape from in the details of his character.

Saying that the children are like their father is often a curse to him.

But the world is really willing to make such compliments. When a pair of children are born, everyone sends their blessings that they will "be like their father".

Every time he heard this, Song Fenglin felt as if someone was strangling his neck.

He ignored the so-called social etiquette and corrected others again and again: "You must be like your mother, that's better." For this, everyone praised him for knowing how to take care of his wife's emotions after giving birth.

Song Fenglin thought he was being considerate, but this was not entirely out of consideration. He just believed from the bottom of his heart that if children could grow up like their mother, they would not feel so sad and resentful when looking back on their lives in the future.

But there are exceptions to everything. He echoed his wife's words: "It would be great if he could find a wife as good as you."

Chen Yun waved her hand modestly: "It's just so-so, you're welcome."

Song Fenglin muttered: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

It sounds right at first, but it's a bit funny when you think about it carefully.

Chen Yun couldn't help but smile and asked curiously, "Is He Tai bald?"

Song Fenglin subconsciously touched his thick hair, "Not yet."

Chen Yun showed a look of regret, "If only he had gone to England at that time."

This "if only" might not be so good for He Tai.

Song Fenglin once again felt like he was caught in the middle of a conflict between his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and avoided it with an awkward cough.

Just then the cell phone rang. Chen Yun looked down and asked, "If He Tai and I fell into the water, who would you save first?"

Song Fenglin: "Of course you." Although

she answered quickly, Chen Yun was still not satisfied: "According to the procedure, you should be in a dilemma."

Song Fenglin was amused and said, "The procedure shouldn't be between you and He Tai."

That's not what she said. Chen Yun: "Sometimes you hide in the balcony and talk to him on the phone all night. We didn't do that when we were in love."

Song Fenglin liked her nitpicking. It was the feeling of being cared for that he could get without deliberately asking for it.

He said, "Only twice. There is a time difference in the United States, so other times are not convenient."

Chen Yun had a look of catching something: "Do you still remember how many times you called me? What about me?"

How could he remember? Song Fenglin couldn't even count the number of calls he made last month.

The tacit understanding he developed from his marriage life made him take the initiative at this moment: "Do you want to go out?"

Chen Yun giggled, and for fear of being heard by the children, she leaned close and said: "Perin called me to eat crayfish."

Song Fenglin was helpless: "You can go without causing trouble."

Oh no, what does this mean.

Chen Yun: "Are you saying that I'm looking for trouble on purpose?"

Song Fenglin lowered his shoulders slightly: "I'm happy with whatever you say to me."

He put all his strength into the cotton, which was so soft that people wanted to drown in it.

Chen Yun patted his arm and said, "Take good care of the baby and look after the house."

She quietly slipped out of the door, found a shared bicycle on the street and rode it hard. When she arrived at her destination, she found a pile of broken bodies on the table.

Chen Yun: "You remembered me only after you've eaten?"

Zhou Peilin tapped the beer bottle on the table with her elbow: "

You're drinking too." Chen Yun took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator next to her and sat down: "Then I won't drink. I'll take you home later."

The two of them chatted while eating, but perhaps because they met too frequently, the things that could be used as topics recently had been chewed over too many times and had lost their novelty.

Zhou Peilin simply dropped a bombshell: "I don't want to stay in Ningjiang anymore."

Chen Yun's first reaction was reluctance. After all, they had known each other for more than 20 years, and their life trajectories were basically on the same track, even getting married one after the other.

But she had no position to dissuade him from doing so, and said, "It would be good to change places and relax. Where do you want to go?"

Zhou Peilin: "Around the world."

She stretched out her hand and drew in the air: "First buy a ticket to Lanzhou, then take the big loop from Dunhuang-Urumqi all the way to Central Asia, go through Turkey, circle Europe, and then fly to South America. You can even go to Antarctica."

This route was drawn by the two of them together in a geography class many years ago.

They thought at the time that they could travel to many places together in the future, but the reality was far from their imagination.

Chen Yun was extremely disappointed: "Remember to send me a postcard, so that I'll consider that I've been there."

Zhou Peilin: "Why do you make it sound like you'll never be able to go there? There'll be a chance."

She sometimes jokes about herself now, adding: "Don't go there after getting divorced like me."

Chen Yun said helplessly: "It seems you don't really need to relax, so you've already gone out."

Zhou Peilin looked around. It was the time when the late-night snack stalls were bustling with activity, and the crowd was so noisy that it was impossible to squeeze in. There was no trace of sadness, which made her look even more lonely.

She shrugged: "I should be able to get out of this if I walk away."

Chen Yun: "When are you planning to leave?"

Zhou Peilin: "Maybe in two days. Almost everything that needs to be dealt with during the divorce has been dealt with. There are still some big items left that I'll leave with you first."

It happened so quickly that Chen Yun's eyes felt a little sore for some reason.

She thought it wasn't a life-and-death separation, and they would still contact each other on the phone every day, but she still couldn't stop wanting to cry, and blinked hard to fake her emotions.

Zhou Peilin laughed: "Can't you just cry openly?"

Tears rolled down her cheeks. Chen Yun: "I'm not that sad."

Compared to the reality of the upcoming separation, the scene of sending her off to get married back then and today's scene are even more sad.

Adults are occasionally weak, as if it would be more polite to pretend not to see it.

Zhou Peilin silently held her friend's hand and suddenly sighed: "You are right. Being in love will never end well."

More than ten years ago, this term did not exist. Chen Yun called her a "nymphomaniac" and when she was disappointed with her friend, she said, "Sooner or later, she will be deceived and sold by a man."

Those prophecies now hurt people's hearts and make them feel guilty, as if they have done something wrong, and they lower their heads unconsciously.

Zhou Peilin realized that she had said something out of turn and tried to make amends: "It's not you who cheated on me, so don't feel embarrassed."

Then she took a big sip of wine and said: "Be more of a womanizer, it's just a small matter!"

She said this, and as expected, she ended up drinking too much.

Chen Yun originally wanted to take her to the hotel, but asked the driver to turn around and go home halfway.

——It

was late at night and Song Fenglin was watching TV in the living room.

He stood up when he heard the door open, and was a little overwhelmed when he saw the drunkard who came in first.

In fact, Zhou Peilin could still walk in a straight line. She held on to the wall and kicked her shoes to the side. She squinted her eyes and greeted people: "Hey, Lao Song."

Song Fenglin waved his hands like a lucky cat: "Hey... Yo..."

He tried to exchange some information with his wife with his eyes.

The scene was so funny that Chen Yun couldn't hold back her laughter and raised her chin: "Go and make the sheets in the guest room."

Zhou Peilin felt that she had drunk too much, as if she saw an invisible tail swinging when Song Fenglin agreed. She leaned on her friend's shoulder and said vaguely: "This is also a love brain."

The words were still ringing in her ears, and Chen Yun felt sympathetic. She subconsciously used denial to dispel the ominous meaning of these three words.

Zhou Peilin spoke up for her "comrade-in-arms": "How could he not be? If you dig him open, you'll see his brains are all about you."

The word "brains" makes the bloody and horrifying description become steamy.

Before Chen Yun could say anything, Zhou Peilin had already raised her finger towards the male host who had just come out of the guest room: "Tell me yourself, is it you?"

If she shouts louder, she will wake up the children.

Chen Yun pushed her to the bathroom: "Yes, yes, go take a shower and go to bed."

Only Song Fenglin was left with a confused look on his face. Considering the presence of the female guest, he turned around and went back to the room.