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"came back?"

Zhao Yimian's heart trembled when he heard a simple greeting.

"B-I'm back." Zhao Yimian replied stammeringly.

In the living room, Ms. Song Yufei, who is 48 years old, is wearing a long white dress and kneeling on the wool carpet. In front of her is a low table with various flowers on it. These flowers are placed in Ms. Song's hands. Inside, the branches were pruned, adjusted to a suitable length, and then inserted into the vase one by one. After a while, there were a few more graceful flowers in the snow-colored white jade porcelain vase.

Zhao Yimian took off her shoes, sat down beside Ms. Song, and helped pick up the extra branches and leaves on the table into the trash can. With the branches and leaves in her hand, she kept looking at Ms. Song's expression and guessing her mood. There was no sadness or joy on her face, she couldn't see any happiness, but she didn't have any negative emotions, so Zhao Yimian cautiously said: "Mom, let me tell you something."

Ms. Song said lightly: "Speak."

"I told you not to be angry."

click-

The branch scissors in Ms. Song's hand cut off a flower branch with a click, and Zhao Yimian's shoulders trembled.

"If you have something to say, hurry up and let your fart go."

"Ahem...it's like this," Zhao Yimian thought of Shen Mingchu who was still waiting outside, and said bravely, "Mom, I'm married."

"Oh." Ms. Song was emotionally stable and even a little cold.

Now the one who was not calm became Zhao Yimian, "Mom, did you hear me clearly? I'm married!"

"Understood, keep your voice down, why are you talking so loudly? Your mother and I are not deaf yet."

"No, mom, that's all you reacted? Don't you even wonder whose it belongs to?"

"Who is it?" Ms. Song asked politely, "Is it a blind person?"

"Hey, mom, what do you mean! I'm still not your super invincible and cute baby girl! What do you mean being blind?"

Ms. Song said without raising her eyelids: "Look at your own room. Clothes are thrown everywhere, things are scattered everywhere, you don't wash dishes, you don't wash clothes, you don't do housework, and when you cook, you just make instant noodles and fried rice with eggs. , You said that if the other party was not blind, how could he marry you?"

"How can you say that!" Zhao Yimian and Ms. Song argued, "I, I am mainly cute, do you understand cuteness? Cuteness is a priceless treasure! Whoever marries me is a great blessing!"

"All right, all right, what you said is right." Ms. Song used her usual affirmative method, making Zhao Yimian feel like she punched hard, but ended up hitting the cotton. Every time she talked to Ms. Song, She felt that the other party was dealing with her with an attitude towards a mentally retarded person—well, good, good, the other party is an idiot, and we will follow her whatever she says.

Ms. Song put the last flower into the vase, cleaned up the things on the table, clapped her hands, stood up and said, "Okay, where are you? You won't be locked out, right?"

She really hit the spot!

Zhao Yimian said with a guilty conscience: "I'm bringing people in right now, Mom, don't scare people away. It's not easy for a blind person to fall in love with me. What problems do we have? Internal conflicts must be resolved internally. Be peaceful!"

Ms. Song waved her hand generously, "I'll take care of things, don't worry!"

Zhao Yimian went to open the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Shen Mingchu, who was standing at the door and counting the patterns on the stalls in a daze, raised his head, and saw the tightly closed anti-theft door being opened silently, Zhao Yimian poked his head out like a thief, and greeted her : "Come in, come in!"

Shen Mingchu had a smile in his eyes, "Have you convinced mom?"

Zhao Yimian patted his chest, and said triumphantly: "Hey, who am I, do I need to be persuaded? I am the head of the family in our house, and my mother listens to me, let alone getting married, I just act right away She didn't dare to do anything to me when she gave birth to a child."

Shen Mingchu held back his smile, and changed into the slippers Zhao Yimian handed her.

"There are no new slippers at home. These are the bunny slippers I only wore once. Don't dislike them."

"It's cute, don't dislike it."

The little white rabbit wears a pink bow, and its two long ears sway when it walks, like a little girl with a baby face.

When Zhao Yimian brought people to the living room, Ms. Song was already sitting on the sofa in a stately manner, holding a ceramic cup with two fingers, drinking tea slowly, when she saw the two people coming in, she put down the cup and raised her hand He gestured, "Sit."

Zhao Yimian sat on the couch with Ms. Song, and Shen Mingchu sat next to him on the single sofa. In front of the two of them was a cup of freshly brewed tea that was still steaming. Shen Mingchu sat down gracefully and called "Hello, Auntie."

"Auntie?" Ms. Song glanced at her.

Shen Mingchu immediately changed his words: "Mom."

"Hey." Ms. Song replied crisply, her face was filled with a smile, and her aloof aura dissipated with the wind, she said to Shen Mingchu, "I'm really sorry, this scourge in our family will not be solved in the future. I will hand it over to you, let me put the ugly words first, no refund, no exchange, no warranty, if there is any problem, don't come to me."

Zhao Yimian was surprised, "Mom, what are you talking about!"

Shen Mingchu glanced at her, the smile on his face never disappeared, then turned his head to look into Ms. Song's eyes, and said seriously: "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Mianmian."

Zhao Yimian looked suspiciously between the two of them.

"No, why do I feel like you two know each other!"

"I know you!" Ms. Song said as it should be, "Did you forget that when we lived in the west of the city, the sister next door took you to buy snacks every day? After eating so many things from others, it is also necessary to marry them now." of."

"We knew each other when we were young?" Zhao Yimian turned around and asked in disbelief.

"That's right," Shen Mingchu said, "I still remember that at that time you liked to eat shrimp crackers worth [-] cents, and you would often come with [-] cents to ask me to take you to buy snacks, and every time I would put [-] cents in , Now it seems that I was investing for the present."

"Since the dowry was given 20 years ago, there is nothing to say. By the way, when will you move out? You won't be living at home after getting married, right?"

Shen Mingchu replied: "The house has been bought, and you can move there anytime, mainly to see Mianmian."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Ms. Song stood up and hurriedly walked towards Zhao Yimian's room, "Let's go, let me help you pack your things, and you will move in tonight!"

The way Ms. Song packs her things is simple and rude.

Pulled out a large suitcase, opened Zhao Yimian's closet, stuffed the clothes inside one by one, then put the computer keyboard on Zhao Yimian's counter top, and zipped it, and it was done!

She handed the lever to Shen Mingchu's hand, and stuffed the bear doll on the bed into Zhao Yimian's hand, "Okay, let's go!"

It looked like he couldn't wait!

"No, no, Mom, don't you feel a little bit reluctant? I, I'm married to someone else, don't you cry, at least you have to stay or something?"

"Retain? Good idea, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time! Finally someone picked you up, hurry up, pick up your bag, don't come back if there is nothing important, you can buy something Don't come back to get it, don't disturb my solitary life, I'm going to live a two-person world with my boyfriend!"

boom--

On the same day, Zhao Yimian was locked outside the anti-theft door for the second time.

Shen Mingchu suppressed a smile, and said to Zhao Yimian: "Let's go."

"Excessive!" Zhao Yimian bared her teeth angrily, "How could my mother do this!"

She also fantasized about how her mother would cry when she got married for a long time!

The result, the result, that's it?The gap with her expectations is too big!

After getting in the car, Zhao Yimian was still angry, she muttered: "How could this be! How could this be! There must be a little vixen who caught my mother's eyes... She obviously loves me the most!"

As soon as Shen Mingchu turned his head, he saw that there were tears in the little girl's eyes.

Her heart was burned by that drop of crystal.

"Living with me, does that make you unhappy?"

"No, no, I just didn't expect my mother to dislike me so much..."

Zhao Yimian raised her hand to wipe her tears.

"Mianmian." Shen Mingchu gently clasped the back of her head with his hand, and scratched her smooth face with his thumb, "Mom doesn't dislike you, but just wants you to live with me earlier and develop a relationship earlier. In fact, I was very reluctant, when you just closed the door, you didn't notice, but I saw it, there were tears in my mother's eyes."

"Really?" Zhao Yimian raised her head and asked with red eyes.

"Really, more real than pearls."

"Hmph, I knew it." Zhao Yimian raised her nose and became proud again, "She loves me so much, she can't bear to let me go, she must be in pain right now, hmph, I'm going to let her taste it, and lose her favorite The taste of people!"

fifteenth floor.

As soon as the security door was closed, Ms. Song turned her head with a smile all over her face.

Hahahaha, I finally married this damn girl!

She kicked off the slippers on her feet, walked back to the living room barefoot, lay facelessly on the sofa, turned on her mobile phone, and called her new boyfriend, "Honey, my daughter is not at home today. Do you want to come and watch a movie with me?"

……

The car drove slowly under the night sky of Donghai City.

At this time, it was the evening rush hour when returning home from work, and traffic jams everywhere, Zhao Yimian opened the car window, belatedly realized that he was about to live in a completely unfamiliar place, with a woman whom he had only met once .

Panic was long overdue.

However, looking at the perfect face reflected in the glass window, Shen Mingchu couldn't help showing an idiot-like smile on her face—marrying and living with such a good-looking person is really beyond dreaming beautiful thing.

The car slowly drove into a high-end residential area in the city center and parked in the underground garage.

Shen Mingchu unbuckled Zhao Yimian's seat belt, and said to her, "Mianmian, we're here."