meet on slag road

It wasn't until he walked into the courtyard full of roses and saw their busy figures facing away from the courtyard wall that Mu Qing finally had a sense of reality in his heart.

He actually followed Yu Yifeng back home, and now he has to face his elders with this person?

If Gong Shichen knew about this in the future, he would probably die of laughter on the spot.

But now that they have already arrived at the door of other people's houses, it is too late to hesitate and shrink back. It is better to be mentally prepared and let's talk about it today after fooling around.

Mu Qing sighed silently in his heart, quickly completed his psychological construction, and was about to walk inward, when Yu Yifeng suddenly shook his hand lightly.

He looked over suspiciously, and met Yu Yifeng's gaze: "Are you worried?"

"I'm fine." Mu Qing subconsciously chose a compromise answer, but seeing the concern in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and added, "A little bit."

This is not entirely a lie, after all, this is the first time he has met another person's elder in such a special capacity, and it is still when both of them are male.

Although Yu Yifeng emphasized many times on the road that his grandmother is very open-minded and can be open-minded about such things, but before meeting the real person, everything is uncertain.

Yu Yifeng looked at the slight distress on his face, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, my grandma's first impression of you is very good, she is also very easy-going, she will definitely not make things difficult for you, just relax. "

first impression?

Mu Qing looked at Yu Yifeng, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart: "Your grandmother has seen me?"

"I've seen it." Yu Yifeng looked at him with a smile, "Some time ago when we were chatting, I mentioned you and said that you were the person I liked, and she always cared about it. Later, I found a time to listen to it. One of your public classes."

He looked at Mu Qing's astonished expression, and added: "Really, I'm not lying to you. After listening to it, she was full of praise for you and said that if she returns to school as a teacher, she must listen to your class as a pity." What about the materials!"

Mu Qing was silent for a moment, then asked: "She——your grandma, can you listen to the public class, is it the elective course on Russian literature and history that ends on May 5?"

"Yup!"

...In other words, Yu Yifeng's parents had met him at least a month ago.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was silent, Yu Yifeng approached him and asked with concern.

"It's okay." Mu Qing took a deep breath, letting go of the sudden sense of shame in his heart, "Let's go."

The two walked side by side through the flower stand full of pink roses in the courtyard, and walked towards the figure by the courtyard wall.

"Grandma! Here we come!"

Rong Ying turned her head, and her gaze passed directly over the face of her grandson who was smiling eagerly, and stopped on Mu Qing: "Oh, you've come!"

Mu Qing faced her gaze and showed a decent smile: "Hello."

"You're so polite!" Rong Ying smiled and praised him, then threw the flower buds she cut in her hand into the bamboo basket on the ground, put the gardening shears into the big pocket on the apron, stood up straight and was about to Go straight down.

Mu Qing looked at the not-so-stable ladder under her feet, and immediately took a step forward, helping her reach out to hold the ladder: "Be careful."

"It's okay, I'm in good health." Rong Ying said politely, but seeing Mu Qing's considerate actions and his good demeanor, his impression of him improved a lot.

With the help of Mu Qing, she walked down the ladder, and after standing still, she glanced at Yu Yifeng next to her, shook her head and sighed softly: "Look at Xiao Mu, and then look at you, you have grown so big , I still don’t have any vision at all.”

Yu Yifeng's hand holding her hadn't completely dropped yet, when he heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Didn't I help you?"

Rong Ying tidied up the broken hair on her sideburns, and rolled her eyes gracefully: "How could you be so diligent without Xiao Mu to show you?"

Yu Yifeng: "I..."

Rong Ying directly ignored his justification, and looked at Mu Qing with a kind smile on his face: "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Mu Qing nodded: "We came here after dinner."

"Well, you have a good habit." Rong Ying took off her apron and threw it in Yu Yifeng's hands, then pulled Mu Qing into the house: "But it's past ten o'clock, you must be hungry now ? Grandma has prepared some desserts for you, and they are all on the table. Come on, let's try it together!"

Yu Yifeng, who was neglected, looked at the backs of the two and said silently: "What about me?"

Rong Ying didn't look back: "You pick up the fallen flowers, sweep the leaves, put the ladder back in the attic, and then go take out the trash."

Yu Yifeng: ...

He looked at the broken flower branches all over the floor, sighed resignedly, and responded with a drawn out voice, "Okay—"

Mu Qing was pulled forward by Rong Ying, but when he walked around the flower stand and was about to enter the house, he still subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Yu Yifeng.

Because of what happened yesterday, Yu Yifeng's clothes had been in the washing machine and he forgot to wash them. In order to prevent this person from going out in pajamas, Mu Qing searched through the boxes and cabinets to find the clothes that were too big for him to wear. came neatly.

Yu Yifeng was taller than himself, and even wearing this suit, his hands and feet seemed a little restrained. When he bent down to pick up the fallen flowers on the ground, a piece of white was exposed on the back of his waist in the sun.

Kind of funny.

Mu Qing wanted to laugh, but before the smile appeared on her lips, a playful female voice rang out first: "Why, do you feel sorry for him?"

The smile on Rong Ying's face was a bit narrow, and Mu Qing realized that he had been looking at Yu Yifeng for too long, coughed lightly and turned his head unintentionally: "No, I was just thinking, dessert Do you want to leave one for him?"

"No need." Rong Ying said, "He doesn't eat sweets. When he was a child, eating any candy would have killed him, and it's the same when he grows up. It's a waste of money to keep it for him." She said, winking mischievously. Blinking, "Delicious food, of course you have to share it with children who understand!"

Mu Qing smiled politely and well-behaved: "Okay, that's all up to you."

Rong Ying laughed, lifted the curtain and walked in.

Mu Qing followed behind her, but quickly lowered his eyelids to hide his hidden emotions.

Yu Yifeng doesn't like sweets very much, he has always known it.So he deliberately changed the sweetness of the fruit tea, and the man didn't show any resistance when he drank it later, and even shared the cake with him. He always thought that this was the level Yu Yifeng could accept, but he didn't expect it , Yu Yifeng is so resistant to sweets.

Is it to chase yourself, so you pretend to like sweets?

But you can do this to this extent, why go to get close to other people.

The belated sweetness mixed with the messy thoughts made a subtle, dull pain in his heart.

When Rong Ying stopped and turned around, Mu Qing had quickly adjusted her emotions and followed her with a smile.

He looked at the dazzling array of desserts on the table, with a bit of surprise in his eyes: "I didn't expect you to prepare so many?"

Rong Ying looked at him with a smile: "After 25 years, this is the first time for me to face the grown-up you directly. Of course, I need to be more prepared."

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