Bai Yueguang came to seek reunion again

"You are Zhihuai's classmate? Your name is Kuang Yuan, right? The young man is so handsome, come in quickly." Tian Yue took Kuang Yuan's hand with a smile, took him to the sofa and sat down.

Her eyes stayed on Kuang Yuan's neck with the Band-Aid on it for a few seconds, then she quickly turned to his face, her smile faded a little: "Child Zhihuai can't tell you what your taste is, auntie can only cook a few home-cooked dishes , I don’t know if you can eat it or not, it’s really a joke.”

Kuwahara hurriedly said: "I can eat anything, just don't worry too much, auntie. I came to bother you during the holidays. I'm already very grateful that you didn't dislike me."

Tian Yue brought him a peeled apple: "No trouble, no trouble, I'm going to cook, let Zhihuai come over and talk to you."

She got up and went to the kitchen. Kuwahara sat on the sofa with a stiff back, holding an apple, not daring to take a bite for a long time.

Fu Zhihuai wiped his hands, came to him and sat down, picked up the remote control: "What are you looking at?"

Kuwahara shook his head: "No, no need."

Fu Zhihuai curled up the corners of his lips with his little daughter-in-law, smiled slightly, then raised his hand and rubbed his head: "What are you afraid of? My mother is not fierce."

Kuwahara held the apple and said awkwardly: "No... this one, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it, it's impolite."

Fu Zhihuai put down the remote control, lowered his head and bit his hand a few big bites: "Is it all right?"

"Zhi Huai, come and help me wash the vegetables." Tian Yue turned her back to the two of them, lowered her head and put on her apron, and the sudden sound scared Kuwahara so much that the apples almost dropped.

He watched Fu Zhihuai get up and go to the kitchen, holding the apple in both hands, gnawing bit by bit without taste.

Kuang Yuan was still worried, and at the same time, he was sensitively aware that Fu Zhihuai's mother didn't have much affection for him.

He put the apple down slowly, looking down at the floor, not knowing what to do.

In the kitchen, Fu Zhihuai was carefully peeling a handful of shallots, while Tian Yue was beside him chopping vegetables, with a serious side face and no smile.

Fu Zhihuai asked: "Is Dad coming back at noon?"

"Why don't you come back." There was something in Tian Yue's words: "It's a big holiday, where else can I go if I don't go home."

Fu Zhihuai paused, turned his head to look at her for a long time, and called softly: "Mom."

Tian Yue said irritably: "What are you calling me for? Peel your green onions properly."

"If you don't like it, I can let him go back." Fu Zhihuai looked at her expressionlessly: "But, I trouble you, don't deliberately make him uncomfortable."

"Why, are you still talking back to your mother?" Tian Yue glared at him, looked out of the kitchen, and lowered her voice: "If I don't like him, I won't have trouble with a child."

When the food was almost ready, Fu Juncai came back with the rice dumplings.Seeing Kuang Yuan, he was stunned for a moment, and then greeted warmly: "Is it Zhihuai's classmate? Hello, hello, I'm his father."

Kuwahara hurriedly stood up and bowed: "Hello, Uncle! I, I'm sorry."

"Don't bother, don't bother." Fu Juncai welcomed him sincerely, immediately opened the shopping bag enthusiastically, and asked Kuang Yuan: "Come, let's see what kind of stuffing you want to eat? I bought a lot of flavors, red bean paste Some, egg yolk, fresh meat...you are welcome here, if you are hungry, just grab one and eat first."

Kuwahara was holding a rice dumpling with candied dates, a little overwhelmed by his enthusiasm.Fu Zhihuai took the shopping bag from his father's hand, pressed Kuwahara's shoulder at the same time, and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, dinner will be served soon."

Kuwahara looked at him pitifully, wishing he could become a little tail that could stick behind Fu Zhihuai at any time.Fu Zhihuai entered the kitchen, he wanted to enter too, but he was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he could only lean against the door and watch anxiously.

Fu Zhihuai took out the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to him: "Set them up for me."

With things to do, Kuwahara is obviously much more at ease.After setting the dishes and chopsticks, he squatted at the door and waited to do things.When Fu Zhihuai brought out the dishes, Kuwahara immediately took them and placed them on the table carefully.

Tian Yue leaned against the desk and wiped her hands with a towel, and watched Kuwahara coldly for a while, slightly dispelling his dislike.

During the meal, Kuang Yuan huddled beside Fu Zhihuai, not daring to reach out to pick up vegetables, but waiting for Fu Zhihuai to feed him.

Fu Juncai opened a bottle of white wine, poured a glass for himself, and poured half a glass for the two children: "Come on! Children, this is the holiday, drink with me."

"Can you drink?" Fu Zhihuai asked Sang Yuan, watching him nod before taking the cup.

The father and son clinked glasses first, and Fu Juncai excitedly wanted to have a clink with Kuang Yuan as well.Kuwahara bit the bullet and raised the half glass of white wine, only took a sip, and his face began to turn red and hot.

He turned his head to look at Fu Zhihuai, this man drank like drinking water, he drank half of the glass, his face remained unchanged.Kuwahara was a little nervous, wondering if he had to practice drinking to be recognized?

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables! Hey, I said today's spicy shrimp balls are really well cooked, even more authentic than the ones in restaurants!" Fu Juncai gnawed on the shrimp balls, and did not forget to praise his wife.

Tian Yue shyly pursed her lips and smiled, seeing that Kuwahara's bowl was empty in a blink of an eye, she scooped up some prawn balls for him: "Come on, Kuwahara, why don't you eat vegetables?"

As soon as the shrimp balls landed on the white rice, they were picked up one by one by Fu Zhihuai.Tian Yue frowned: "What's the matter with you kid? If you want to eat, you won't pinch it?"

"I'm sorry, Auntie, it's me. I'm allergic to river fish." After Kuwahara explained, Tianyue stopped talking and ate food silently with her head down, looking unhappy again.

After the meal was finished in an atmosphere of harmony and embarrassment, Kuwahara asked to wash the dishes, and Fu Zhihuai naturally wanted to come along.

The two elders went back to their room for an afternoon nap. In the kitchen, Sang Yuan and Fu Zhihuai stood side by side in front of the sink, drooping their heads in frustration.

Fu Zhihuai rubbed the tip of his nose with foamy fingers: "What's wrong?"

"Auntie doesn't like me." Kuwahara looked at piles of psychedelic dishwashing liquid bubbles on the plate, and said with certainty, "Uncle is fine, but Auntie definitely doesn't like me."

He sighed, and asked again as if talking to himself: "What should I do?"

Fu Zhihuai leaned over and bit the tip of his ear: "It's enough that I like you."

Kuwahara raised his eyes to look at him, and forced a smile, which was extremely bitter.

At 02:30, Tian Yue woke up from a nap and remembered the sofa pillows hanging on the balcony of Fu Zhihuai's room, so she yawned and knocked on the door: "Zhihuai, you haven't slept, have you?"

Fu Zhihuai opened the door, with his index finger upright in front of his lips, motioning her to keep her voice down.Tian Yue glanced into the room, and Kuwahara was curled up on Fu Zhihuai's bed with flushed cheeks, sleeping soundly.

She didn't speak, took off the sofa pillow and walked out, but her face became more and more ugly.

Throughout the afternoon, Tian Yue was thinking about what to say to her son.Finally, when Kuang Yuan woke up, Fu Zhihuai sent him away, and Fu Juncai also went out to make tea.The house is very quiet, which is a good atmosphere for conversation.

As soon as Fu Zhihuai opened the door, he saw his mother standing in the living room, looking at him with her arms crossed.

He didn't speak, he changed his shoes and walked to the sofa to sit down.Tian Yue also came over, sat on the other side, and said gently: "Zhihuai, Mom has something to tell you. Maybe you don't want to hear it too much, but these words will be very beneficial to your future life .”

Before Fu Zhihuai could react, she frowned: "The kid at noon today, it's better not to keep in touch with him in the future. I think he's dressed like a guy who has money at home and doesn't have much ability. My young master. This kind of child, to be honest, can't do anything without his family. You can't be depraved and be with them."

Fu Zhihuai kept looking at the floor in front of him, didn't make a sound, and didn't know if he was listening carefully.

"Mom knows that rich kids like this are very generous in making friends, as if they are willing to do so. In fact, they are just bored and spend money to let others accompany them to waste time. Think again, there is What kind of people are bored all day? Those who don't want to make progress and do nothing!"

Tian Yue became even angrier as she talked, and brought the topic back to Kuwahara:

"As for your classmate at noon today, I can say with certainty that he is this kind of person. Not only does he fail to learn well, but he also harms others. And ah, I found that this child is very dishonest... well, mom doesn't even want to talk to you Say, I'm afraid your ears will be dirty!"

"Also, I don't think he's very polite. When he comes to other people's house as a guest, he doesn't have the slightest rules. I hate this kind of kid the most. I guess his family is just a kind of uneducated local rich man and nouveau riche. The child must have nothing to offer."

"Of course, whether he is promising or not has nothing to do with me at all. Mom has told you so much, but I still want to persuade you to be cautious when making friends, and don't be harmed by those who have too much money..."

The veins on Fu Zhihuai's forehead twitched slightly, staring at a small black spot on the floor, the line of his lips was tense.

Tian Yue was still chattering about Kuwahara's shortcomings, when Fu Zhihuai suddenly stood up and walked towards the room: "Mom, I'm going to read a book."

She nodded in a daze, watching Fu Zhihuai close the door, and then, there was a sound of locking the room.

Fu Zhihuai sat down slowly with his back against the door, took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket, lit one and held it between his fingers, then quietly stared at the escaping white smoke, in a daze.

Before I knew it, most of a cigarette wasted like this.Fu Zhihuai moved his fingertips slightly, and a long piece of soot fell to the floor in an instant, with dark red stars shining faintly.

The mother's whispers kept roiling in his mind endlessly, and Fu Zhihuai couldn't avoid it, and began to miss Kuangyuan uncontrollably.

While thinking about the sweet kiss when he was parting just now, he clicked the lighter and watched the small cluster of flames fluttering in the afternoon breeze, like a new love, so fragile.

Fu Zhihuai suddenly laughed.He raised his hand and bit the remaining half of the cigarette between his teeth, raised his head and exhaled smoke rings, smiling, cold tears slowly rolling down his cheeks.