The Sand Sculpture Man Piao went on a blind date behind my back again

The candidate for help was finalized, and a new problem came. Since his parents divorced, Cheng Mo had met his mother very few times in the past ten years.

That is to say, except for the inseparable natural relationship that melts into the blood, Cheng Mo and his mother are strangers, and they are not even as close as ordinary friends.

Luo Ye waited quietly by the side, watching Cheng Mo dial the address book marked "MA" again and again, and hang up the phone a second before the connection, he knew that he was extremely reluctant to contact Mother's, this can be seen from his relationship with his father and younger brother.

When Cheng Mo went to dial the phone again, Luo Ye took the initiative to press the hook button: "All roads lead to Rome, there must be another way."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Cheng Mo grabbed the phone: "No, I'll call right away. I didn't think about how to tell her about it just now."

"Perhaps asking someone else to come forward is not as good as me directly apologizing, but also appearing more sincere."

"Hello, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later, sorry..." The official announced a busy tone, and the two looked at each other.

Luo Ye murmured softly: "I was connected just now, but I was hung up."

"Yeah." Cheng Mo was not surprised by the expected situation.

"Mother-in-law must be in a hurry, so don't think too much about it."

Cheng Mo glared at him: "Don't bark, who is your mother-in-law."

"Sooner or later." Luo Ye pinched Cheng Mo's face, feeling great.

Cheng Mo's eyes dimmed a lot: "She won't agree."

Luo Ye pulled him into her arms: "I will find a way to make her accept the two of us. Before that, I have a question for you."

Hearing his hesitant tone, Cheng Mo guessed that he wanted to ask about his own family affairs: "Just say what you want."

"Why did your parents divorce? Also, you seem to have a stiff relationship with your family."

"It's a long story..." Cheng Mo put down his phone, looked up at the window, lost in memory...

It was getting dark early in the winter evening, and the two brothers came home from school. Cheng Mo held the evening paper he bought for his father in one hand, and inserted the key into the keyhole in the other. When the door opened, Cheng Han entered the room carelessly: "Mom, we came back."

He yelled a few times but no one responded. Usually, at this time, my mother had already started preparing dinner.

Cheng Han searched all the rooms in the rental house, but found no sign of his mother, so he ran to the kitchen: "Brother, where is mother?"

Cheng Mo was picking beans and preparing dinner for the evening: "I don't know, just call and ask."

Cheng Han rushed into the bedroom to dial the phone, and soon returned to the kitchen dejectedly.

Cheng Mo: "Have you asked?"

Cheng Han was already crying: "The landline is in arrears, and I can't make calls!"

Cheng Mo put down the vegetable basket, went back to the house and tried to make a phone call, but it was indeed in arrears.

At that time, mobile phones were not as popular as they are now, and there were no relatives or friends nearby. Cheng Han panicked and held his brother's hand: "What should I do? Mom won't be in danger, right? Dad is on a business trip again!"

Cheng Mo, who was only 12 years old at the time, was as calm as an adult. He tried his best to calm his younger brother's emotions, and at the same time actively thought of a way: "Don't worry, I'll go to her unit to take a look."

"I will go with you!"

"Don't, if there is no one at home when Mom comes back, she will be in trouble if she goes out to find us again."

Cheng Han reluctantly let go of his brother, but in his heart, his brother was still very reliable: "Well then, be careful on the road."

"Don't touch the gas stove, do your homework, and wait for me to come back."

"Well, you should come back soon."

Cheng Mo put on an old coat and hurried downstairs. Before he had gone far, he heard his mother's voice near the garden of the community.

"The child's father will be back from a business trip soon, and he must make up the debt by then, and give me two more days, just two days, please!" The strong mother in the impression has never begged anyone, and she deliberately lowered her voice, It seems that he is very unwilling to disturb others.

Cheng Mo didn't want to embarrass her, so he dodged and hid behind the corridor.

"Two days, two days, how many days, don't hang around if you can't pay the rent, I'm not doing charity!" It was their landlord who spoke, and he should be urging rent, as he said , The Cheng family had already owed them three months of rent and hadn't paid.

"I... Landlord, you are kind, just help me again because it is not easy for me to take care of two children, okay?"

The landlord was tough, but after three months, he didn't care about waiting for two more days, and he softened his heart: "It's done, the last two days, if you don't pay, I'll pack up and leave!"

"Definitely, don't worry!"

After sending the landlord away, Mrs. Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief, but her haggling just now made her even more tired after working all day, and she didn't even notice that her eldest son was watching her every move not far away.

Stepping on a pair of small high heels, Mrs. Ouyang went upstairs to the rental house. As soon as she entered the door, her youngest son, who heard the movement, put down his exercises and rushed to the entrance, throwing himself into her arms like a puppy.

"Mom, you're back, you're worried about me!" Cheng Han still had a childish voice, soft and waxy, so sweet that his heart almost melted. Mrs. Ouyang's original grievances and resentments were wiped away, and she She hugged her younger son back, not wanting to let go.

"Mom has some things to do. I'm delayed. Are you hungry? Mom will cook now."

"Mom, you look very tired. Why don't you talk about the steps next to me, and I'll do it." Ouyang Han blinked his big watery eyes and looked at his mother, letting you make steel all the time, and it will eventually become soft.

To put it bluntly, the two brothers have inherited the essence of their parents' appearance genes, and they will never be overwhelmed by mediocrity if thrown into the crowd. It's a pity that the elder brother is so indifferent. Although it can't be ignored by ordinary people, he is not familiar with it. His people think that he is not easy to get in touch with, but he is worthy of his name, Cheng Mo - the homonym is silence.

As for the younger brother, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as cute. Whether at home or at school, Cheng Han is a group favorite.The same thing, Cheng Mo did it, no one applauded, he did it, and he praised it, for example, he proposed to make dinner, this job Cheng Mo is familiar with it, as long as his parents come home late, the burden of feeding his younger brother will definitely fall on his shoulders, Ouyang The wife didn't praise the elder son much, but now the younger son just put forward an idea, which moved Mrs. Ouyang.

She caressed Cheng Han's tender face affectionately, with no reservation of relief on her face: "My good boy, I have really grown up."

"Mom worked so hard, this is what I should do."

"By the way, where's your brother?" Mrs. Ouyang remembered that there was still someone missing in the room.

Cheng Han said: "My brother went to look for you, let me wait at home."

Mrs. Ouyang nodded, and took out a wad of money from her wallet and handed it to Cheng Han: "Last time you said that the training school should pay the fee, so don't lose it when you keep it."

Cheng Han didn't answer at first: "A few days ago, the landlord came to urge you to pay the rent, so let's use the money to pay the rent."

Mrs. Ouyang took his hand and forced him the money: "You are about to be promoted to junior high school, and this is the most critical time. If you fail the specialty class exam, you can only be randomly assigned."

Cheng Han: "Maybe I will be assigned to my brother's key junior high school."

"You are different from your brother. He has passed the school selection exam, and he will definitely be able to get the key points. What if you get a bad school?"

Cheng Han knew that his poor grades were flawed, so he didn't say anything, and took the money.

"How can this be? You are about to be driven to the street, and your mother actually gave money to Ouyang Han to report to work?!" Luo Ye, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't bear hearing this.

Cheng Mo's reaction was very flat, and he's used to it for a long time: "Cheng Han's focus is on maintaining interpersonal relationships, and his studies have always been at the middle and lower levels. .”

"It's hard to get rid of the pot, your brother still learns piano?"

"Well, I bought an upright piano at home. He practiced the piano on weekends, and I went to the garden of the community to review."

"Fuck, have your parents signed up for you?"

"No."

"Have you mentioned it?"

"My mother said that I will definitely be admitted to a good school and there is no need to waste money."

Luo Ye more or less understood how Cheng Mo's personality was formed. There are many children in the family, and it is almost impossible to achieve a bowl of water. However, it is indeed too much for the Cheng family to squeeze the survival resources of the eldest son to supply the development of the second son. It's too much, no wonder Cheng Mo doesn't get close to his family, no one else can swallow this breath.

"Fortunately, you fought your own way and didn't give up on yourself."

Cheng Mo raised his head and raised his hand to caress Luo Ye's side face: "Why do you give up on yourself? The school selection test questions are very simple, just read it twice."

"My oranges are amazing." Luo Ye looked at Cheng Mo with pride and pride in his eyes. In his opinion, those students who choose their own school without relying on the back door are great.

Cheng Mo obviously didn't regard these as problems: "I spent the first ten years of my life on study, which is more than enough for exams. I just want them to know that I am better than Cheng Han, and I will definitely stand out."

Luo Ye hugged the boy in her arms even tighter: "In my heart, you are the best."

Cheng Mo pursed his lips and smiled, Luo Ye expressed dissatisfaction with his attitude: "What are you laughing at? Miaoxiao can't tolerate you as a Buddha?"

Cheng Mo patted his arm on his chest to comfort him: "No, that's not what I meant."

"What's that? A bully's mockery of a scumbag?"

"No, you can think that way, I think I have succeeded."

"how do I say this?"

Cheng Mo sighed, and didn't want to talk to him. He couldn't understand what he meant. Do he have to say the shameful confession of "With you by my side, I don't care about anything anymore"?

Luo Ye bit her lip and muttered softly: "Did I say something wrong again? The adults don't remember the villains, so don't be angry, okay?"

"……fool."

"Hmm, I'm an idiot."

Cheng Mo sighed again, not sure if he was really stupid or pretending to be confused: "... bow your head."

Luo Ye lowered her head obediently: "Is that so?"

Cheng Mo grabbed the back of Luo Ye's head with his backhand, and pecked his forehead.

Luo Ye was a fierce tiger, turned over and pressed Cheng Mo under him: "Little villain, dare to sneak up on me, let me see how I teach you."

Cheng Mo blushed and stared at him: "Whoever loves you is a puppy."

"That's what you said."

"What did I say?"

Practice has proved that people really can't set a flag. Soon, Cheng Mo's back was sore and his legs were numb from Luo Ye's tossing, and he disarmed and confessed.

The sound of heavy panting was mixed with the violent shaking of the bed frame. No one noticed that Luo Ye's mobile phone on the table vibrated alone for a long time and was ignored for a long time. After being shut down again and again, he finally calmed down.

And it was Hu Lai who called...

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