Strawberry A does not want to fall in love

On the evening of New Year's Eve, Fang Zhishui sat opposite Mi Lan in his rented house.

The long skirt Mi Lan is wearing is very ordinary, cheap but comfortable material, which was specially chosen by Fang Zhishui.

All of her clothes from the first half of her life were left in the Fang family's villa. Those gorgeous and exquisite costumes and jewelry are gone now, but she doesn't miss them at all.

Who misses ornate shackles?

Mi Lan organized her words and said softly:

"You... for Chinese New Year this year, let's get something to eat together?"

Fang Zhishui nodded, typing on the tablet computer with flying fingers, still dealing with work matters.

Now her company is on the right track, with several important projects, but it has not yet started renting offices, and the company's existing partners all adopt the form of online office.

Fang Zhishui has been hanging online almost since she woke up in the morning, dealing with various things, approving documents, communicating with customers, modifying products, organizing meetings and planning...all of which are led by her.

For the past two days, Mi Lan has been sitting at the table, watching her child work so hard, she can't do much to help her, she can only try not to be a burden to her child.

It's a pity that after years of pampered life, Mi Lan doesn't know any housework skills. She hardly knows how to cook, let alone order takeaway. Every day when eating, she can only ask Fang Zhishui carefully:

"What shall we eat today?"

Fang Zhishui took out his mobile phone and ordered a few takeaways.

Every time it tastes bad, it's almost Chinese New Year, and the restaurants with better food have earned enough money to go back to my hometown, and now the rest of the food tastes terrible.

Mi Lan often puts down her chopsticks after only a few bites, and Fang Zhishui doesn't care about her, and is still obsessed with work.

Later, Mi Lan couldn't bear it anymore, so she got up and went to the supermarket near her home to buy vegetables and meat, and then went home to cook for herself.

After trying it once, the whole kitchen was full of smoke and a pot was ruined. Mi Lan silently picked up the delivery software again.

Fang Zhishui didn't mind her mother messing about in the room, but she didn't want to communicate with her mother either.When she was a child, she might have looked forward to the love her mother would give her, and regarded her mother as the person who loved her the most in the world, but now that she had real love, she didn't expect much from her mother.

There is no need to communicate or something. Fang Zhishui is too aware of his mother's weakness. This weakness has been rooted in his mother's soul. No matter what words he uses, it cannot be changed.

It can only let her experience the life of ordinary people and slowly transform in life.

However, today is New Year's Eve after all.

After Mi Lan finished talking about cooking, Fang Zhishui raised his eyes, glanced at her, and then nodded:

"Well, yes, what do you want to eat, let's go buy it."

Seeing Fang Zhishui snapped on the computer and stood up, Mi Lan was suddenly stunned:

"Ah, ah? I don't want you to go to the supermarket with me...you are so busy, mother can go by herself, I will do the grocery shopping. "

Fang Zhishui has already gone back to the room to change out clothes:

"It's Chinese New Year, I'll accompany you."

There was a warm current in Mi Lan's heart, she couldn't tell what it was like, she just knew that she hadn't experienced this feeling of being cared for for many years.

"Ah Shui... Mom will depend on you from now on. Fortunately, you brought Mom out."

When Fang Zhishui came out after changing clothes, and the two walked out of the house, Mi Lan couldn't help but took Fang Zhishui's arm and said expectantly.

"Mom, don't say such things in the future. I hope you can understand that independence is the only way out for everyone. Although I am your daughter, I won't ignore you, but I don't want you to pin your feelings on me. I I want you to have a life of your own. Understand?"

But Fang Zhishui turned around solemnly, facing Mi Lan, like coaxing a child, and rarely said a long paragraph.

Mi Lan was a little dazed and sad, tears came out:

"Could it be that you dislike your mother and don't want her anymore?"

Fang Zhishui looked helpless:

"Why are you like this... Forget it, it's too early for me to tell you this, and you will understand later."

Mi Lan felt inexplicably that the identities of herself and her daughter seemed to be reversed now, her daughter was explaining the principles of life to herself, while she was the dull one...

Fang Zhishui turned his head and continued to walk forward, his side face looked expressionless, and the words that came out of his mouth were also cold:

"In short, I'm not Fang Junzhi, and I won't control you."

Mi Lan vaguely felt something, nodded, the corners of her mouth involuntarily relaxed, and her heart was also relaxed.

The two walked around in the supermarket, when Mi Lan saw a bottle of imported foreign wine with gorgeous packaging, she naturally wanted to take it into the shopping cart.

Fang Zhishui silently took out the foreign wine she had put in and put it back in its original place. When Mi Lan saw it, she just smiled awkwardly.

In fact, both of them are not very good at cooking, so they bought something casually, and when they returned home, looking at the empty kitchen, the two pampered women fell into deep thought at the same time.

Fortunately, you can also ask for help outside the venue.

Fang Zhishui made a video call directly to Ruan Mei.

The video was quickly picked up, and there was a loud noise from the range hood on the phone. Ruan Mei smiled brightly at the phone:

"What's up baby!"

Fang Zhishui also smiled:

"doing what?"

Ruan Mei directly scanned the phone behind her, and the back of grandma cooking appeared in the camera:

"I'm cooking! Grandma, look who's calling!"

Fang Zhishui greeted the grandma who came over from the air, chatted a few words respectfully, and said that he would go home to pay New Year's greetings as soon as possible, only then did grandma show a faint smile.

Ruan Mei entered her bedroom with her mobile phone:

"What's the matter, I see your expression, you must be looking for me!"

Fang Zhishui reversed the camera, facing a pile of vegetable bags under his feet:

"We bought vegetables, but we don't know how to make them. Please help us guide them."

Ruan Mei:

"Ah! No problem! Let me see, what did you guys buy here? Why did you buy big lobsters? My God! I really dare to buy them. Okay, let me see, you just make two simple dishes, and the next Order quick-frozen dumplings and make soup, okay? Find the onion, ginger and garlic first..."

Listening to the lively voice on the phone, Mi Lan couldn't help but move closer and looked at the girl on the screen.

Of course Mi Lan knows who this is, and she also knows that this is her daughter, Fang Zhishui's top A girlfriend, Ruan Mei.

She didn't react too much to the fact that Fang Zhishui was O, because she had noticed it a long time ago. After all, Fang Zhishui lived with her in the house in the south of the city when Fang Zhishui was in heat. Mi Lan had been guessing some signs. Now it's just sitting down.

But she didn't expect that Fang Zhishui and Ruan Mei were together.

That's the daughter of my father's former lover...

Mi Lan felt that she should have hated this girl, and the last time she went to find Ruan Mei with Fang Junzhi, Ruan Mei's attitude really made her very uncomfortable.

However, looking at the active girls on the screen now, Mi Lan suddenly felt that what kind of lover's daughter, those are just labels.

The real Ruan Mei, here, is such a lively and lovely girl, like a little sunshine, just a video call, she seems to light up this gloomy and dark room.

It also lit up his daughter's eyes.

The way Fang Zhishui looked at Ruan Mei touched Mi Lan.

Many things are like mirrors, and I didn't want to think about them in the past, but Mi Lan still remembers that when she and Fang Junzhi first fell in love, the eyes were exactly the same as Fang Zhishui's eyes now.

O, who has the same blood, is so similar in the way he loves someone deeply.

"Okay, that's it, I'm going to start steaming the pork slices... Grandma, I'm here, don't worry, wait until I come, and then cook, be careful of burning your hands! Then you can make it yourself on Ah Shui's side, come on , learning how to cook is a piece of cake! No problem! Looking forward to your finished product!"

Seeing that Ruan Mei was about to hang up the phone, Fang Zhishui hurriedly said:

"Love you, thank you honey."

Ruan Mei pursed her lips and smiled, pouted and said cutely:

"mwah."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zhishui began to wash and cut vegetables according to Ruan Mei's instructions.

Mi Lan was also trying to help, but she washed the leeks one by one, and almost rolled into her hand when she cut the tomato, and was soon politely invited out of the kitchen by Fang Zhishui.

"But... it's agreed that I'm going to make dinner!"

Mi Lan stood anxiously outside the kitchen door watching.

"fine."

Sailor Fang Zhi raised his knife and began to cut vegetables, his actions were decisive, as if he had a plan in mind.

Mi Lan went over worried and sat down on the sofa.

At the same time, Ruan Mei was also very busy in her kitchen.

The food to be prepared for the Chinese New Year is basically prepared on the last day to ensure the quality.She is frying radish meatballs right now, and the round balls are tumbling in circles in the big oil pan, very cute.

With a slight push from the spoon, the balls rolled lightly in the oil pan, with small bubbles around them.

When most of the meatballs are fried into a golden brown and crispy appearance, they can be out of the pan. These meatballs can also be used for stir-frying and soup during the Spring Festival. They are very useful and are one of the basic foods for the Spring Festival.

After making the meatballs, Ruan Mei started frying fish with oil again. In the past, hairtail was fried, but now that the conditions are good, it is fried small yellow croakers. After frying a lot of small yellow croakers, put them together, looking golden, it makes people feel very happy.

Grandma has already made a plate of dumplings with all kinds of fillings. Ruan Mei doesn't need to worry about the dumplings anymore, she just needs to make some stir-fried vegetables.

For the New Year's Eve dinner for two, they didn't need much food at all. Ruan Mei only prepared five side dishes, and it would be dark after they were fried.

On the dining table, Ruan Mei specially spread the strawberry tablecloth she bought earlier, which is pink and tender, and the plates are placed on it with style.

There is a small night light next to the table to create an atmosphere, the headlights in the room are also on, and the TV is turned on. The whole room feels bright and noisy, which is very warm.

Ruan Mei looked at the dishes on the table, and at the grandma in front of her, and couldn't help laughing.

"Cheers! In the new year, grandma and I should be healthy and happy!"

"Little bastard, next year will be the third year of high school, study hard for me, you know, or I will break your leg!"

"I know, I know, in order to keep my legs, I must study hard!"

There was lively sound from the TV, the Spring Festival Gala started, Ruan Mei drank a drink, turned on her phone, and saw the picture sent by Fang Zhishui.

The picture shows a small dining table with four small dishes and a soup.The dishes are just ordinary stir-fries, the cooking is so-so, and the appearance is very ordinary. The soup is too much water and the ingredients are not visible, which makes people look unappetizing.

However, compared to before, Fang Zhishui's level has improved a lot, and Ruan Mei immediately spared no effort to praise:

"It's amazing! I haven't seen you for a few days and you are so good at cooking. Will you bring me food in the future? I'm looking forward to it!"

Fang Zhishui came back quickly:

"In the new year, I will definitely practice cooking more, and I will bring you bentos in the future!"

The corners of Ruan Mei's mouth raised, almost reaching beyond her ears. The grandma who was eating on the opposite side stopped her chopsticks and cleaned the house on purpose.

Ruan Mei came back to her senses, hurriedly continued to eat, and smiled.

I watched the Spring Festival Gala with my grandma for a while. The old man couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to bed after ten o'clock.

Ruan Mei was left alone in the room playing with her mobile phone. She felt that it was meaningless, but when she was about to go to bed, her mobile phone vibrated suddenly.

It was Fang Zhishui calling.

Ruan Mei was originally spread out on the sofa, but when she received the call, she immediately jumped up and pressed the answer button.

"Go to the window and have a look."

Fang Zhishui's voice was tinged with cold wind, Ruan Mei gasped, and swiftly threw herself on the window, looking down.

Fang Zhishui was dressed in black, looked up, met Ruan Mei's eyes, and both of them smiled.

Ruan Mei was still holding the mobile phone when she heard Fang Zhishui's voice with a smile:

"Want to go to New Year's Eve with me?"

Of course Ruan Mei nodded, and pointed at the person outside the window, nodded vigorously, and whispered to the phone:

"wait a second."

She rushed back to her room and began to change her clothes. She put on the new clothes specially prepared for the morning of the first day of junior high school, and ran out of the house in such a beautiful way.

Running, to meet my own, the best lover in the whole world.