Chapter 38 Former and Current
It will soon be New Year's Eve.
Before four o'clock in the afternoon, every family was very busy. From time to time, they heard long firecrackers shaking the sky. Some families had begun to eat New Year's Eve dinner. At this time, most of the north is covered with snow, but in the south where Lou Xiaoou is located, it is sunny and cloudless. Some of them even wear short sleeves and are busy. Even Mu Qian in the kitchen also pulls his shirt high.
"Mu Qian, are you hot? Oh, I'm sweating! Lower your head and lower your head..."
"Mu Qian, are you thirsty? Are you tired? Come and eat a piece of sour radish! Is it delicious? I didn't do it!"
"Wow, Muqian, did you graduate from cooking school? This craft - I'm willing to bow down!"
"Oh, my God, where did I find such a good boyfriend..."
......
Lou's mother looked at the two busy people in the kitchen with a smile. Of course, it was Mu Qian's child who was busy. What about Xiao Ou? Don't think it's too much. In fact, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, serving dishes and taking seasonings are not technical work. In addition, she walked around Mu Qian. Fortunately, Mu Qian did not think she was in the way. It's really... Lou's mother was embarrassed to use noise. Let your own daughter be more noisy than the bird on the branch!
She lowered her head and peeled an orange, which was very sweet. Lou's mother sighed while eating oranges, and the sweet juice poured into her heart. Thinking that when she was going to wash the dishes after dinner these two days, Xiao Ou pushed her to the living room to sit idle. She also sighed that her daughter was considerate and sensible. As a result, she looked into the kitchen. Well, it was Mu Qian working again, and she chatted beside her. Lou's mother is angry and funny. This child, the unmarried ex-mother washes the dishes, and the husband washes the dishes after getting married, where does the blessing come from? She shook her head helplessly, and Lou's mother looked at it and had to retreat.
I don't know if Xiao Ou washed the dishes by himself in the past four years since he married A Song? At least when she came back from the Spring Festival, Xiao Ou grabbed the bowl, which was indeed washed by her.
"Alas." Lou's mother sighed and it was all over.
N city is not big. Many native families like Lou Xiaoou have land, so the buildings in this area are self-built. The whole building is all their own houses. Many people either use them to open stores or rent them. Xiaoou's family belongs to the latter, but because of the Spring Festival, those people go home. Such a building is very independent, and the neighbors are relatives and acquaintances for decades, so they are generally not closed every day, especially during the Spring Festival. When the door is open, even the sound of firecrackers in the distance is more than twice as loud.
While waiting for the New Year's Eve dinner prepared by her daughter and son-in-law, sitting in a rocking chair and watching the old sketches replayed last year, Lou's mother felt that she had not been so comfortable for many years. While smiling, there was a figure entering the door on the TV, and at the same time, the footsteps sounded - has a guest arrived?
Lou's mother looked back happily and unexpectedly, with a stunned smile on her face.
"Mom." Stepping into the door, Qiao Haisang smiled and shouted.
Lou's mother looked at the "former son-in-law" in the same suit and leather shoes, opened her mouth and didn't say anything for a moment. If Xiao Ou hadn't told her about the divorce, if Xiao Ou hadn't been frank about Mu Qian's existence, and if Xiao Ou hadn't recalled the past and said he was disgusted, Lou's mother would not know how to greet the person in front of her.
Qiao Haisun's smiling face gradually receded. Did Xiao Ou say it? So he will definitely see her when he comes today, right? I haven't seen her for more than half a year. He miss her very much.
Lou's mother finally realized, and her smile stiffened: "Ah, Ah Song, are you coming? Sit down, sit down first."
"Good." Qiao Haisang didn't seem to see the embarrassment of Lou's mother. He smiled again and put the two boxes at the foot of the table. "This is for you."
His eyes flashed, and many years of gifts were piled up all over the whole long table, so that he didn't know where to put his box.
Lou's mother was embarrassed and couldn't help looking at the kitchen frequently. Oh, my God, Xiao Ou and Mu Qian will come out later. This scene, the former and current, will be on TV, right?
When talking to Qiao Haisong, Lou's mother finally couldn't help saying, "Well, Ah Song, I heard Xiao Ou say, are you divorced?" After saying that, I quickly chewed two oranges. Why is it so sour? Put it down and don't eat.
Qiao Haisang nodded with a smile, and his expression was not cramped. "Yes, mom, but don't drive me away. I still want to have a meal. The ancients became fathers and fathers for life. Anyway, I have called you mother for four years. Don't recognize me so soon!"
"No, no." Lou's mother laughed dryly twice, "If you like to scream, just call. I only gave birth to Xiao Ou's daughter. It's good to have multiple sons."
The atmosphere seemed to be good, but after all, Lou's mother knew the origin. She chatted like hail and the sun, so that she almost didn't even want to sit down. You have the intention to send Qiao Haisang to the kitchen, but in turn, it comes to mind that A Song has never cooked New Year's Eve dinner for three years. It is obvious that he doesn't go into the kitchen and can't cook, let alone help Xiao Ou wash dishes. In such a contrast, it is true that Mu Qian treats Xiao Ou sincerely, and it is true that Xiao Ou has a good vision!
"Mom, it's time to eat! Come on in! Mu Qian, let's go out and set off firecrackers. Let's get the longest and biggest string! Haha!" In the laughter, Lou Xiaoou, dressed in a refreshing red sportswear, rushed into Qiao Haisong's sight. Simple ponytail, clean face, flying smile, pure like a carefree female student who has just entered college.
Qiao Haisong looked at the man. He had never seen her laugh so presumptuously, or he thought she was just a white orchid in the wind, a peony in the rain, and quiet and beautiful, the girl who took his breath alone in the noisy crowd.
"Xiao Ou..." Qiao Haisang muttered and still looked at the man.
The laughter stopped abruptly. The moment he looked at Qiao Haisang, Lou Xiaoou subconsciously closed his eyes fiercely to block the deep disgust in his heart after seeing him.
Qiao Haisang felt a pain in his heart. It's not that he doesn't know that she hates him. Many years ago, he knew from her deskmate that he had "defiled" her youth, but he still couldn't help liking her! The first girl to fall in love.
So, even if he didn't get her heart later, the person who got her first - for this thought, he helped her with money, and she married him as she wished.
However, it's a pity that he hasn't got her so far.
Who is pitiful of him?
swallowing the surging bitterness, Qiao Haisong raised a smiling face, "Hey, I'll eat for dinner!" What plain and familiar words, as if there had not been so many entanglements between him and her.
"Oh." Lou Xiaoou fainted with a shallow smile and nodded, "Welcome."
That smile was suddenly planted in Qiao Haisong's heart.
Lou Xiaoou frowned impatiently and always looked at her like this. He has been looking at her like this for more than ten years. Isn't he tired of it?
"Why are you standing here and waiting for me?" Mu Qian's black eyes came over with a warm smile. He stretched out his right hand to secretly pinch Lou Xiao's ear beads. After seeing the man standing in the living room, he stopped.
The man, the man beside Xiao Ou on the marriage certificate.
Mu Qian narrowed his eyes.
The living room forms a strange tranquility for a moment.
Qiao Haisang was the first to break this tranquility. He smiled and said, "You can eat, right? Is Xiao Ou going to fire a gun? Let me help you." With a bright smile and eight white teeth, I have to say that Qiao Haisang's skin is a completely tough man.
"You don't know where to put it, or I'll do it." Mu Qian smiled warmly and was not covered by Qiao Haisong's dazzling smile at all. "Xiao Ou is going to fire? I'll do it."
I'll do it. Mu Qian said. Just two words, it's all for sure.
The two men started their first confrontation with different smiles.
Lou Xiaoou looked at the two people inexplicably. He just set off a firecracker. As for the dispute! She curled her lips boringly. She just wanted to say to Mu Qian, "I'll let it go by myself", but she looked at Mu Qian's affectionate and meaningful black eyes. Somehow, the words that Mu Qian said in the car a few days ago flashed in her mind...
Do it...
One shot...
Cannon...
Lou Xiaoou's face turned red! This person, this person... Qiao Haisang didn't mean that at all just now, okay?
He stared at Mu Qian. Lou Xiaoou didn't care about them any longer and ran to find out the firecrackers. Finally, of course, Mu Qian followed.
Qiao Haisang's eyes are slightly dark, as expected...
Lou's mother was sorry for smiling, "A Song, go ahead and sit down first and wait for them."
"Good."
The New Year's Eve dinner is a very rich table. In addition to home-cooked chicken, duck, fish and meat, there are also several dishes that Mu Qian learned from the "Cooking School".
"sit, sit down." Lou's mother had to squeeze out a smile and say hello. For the first time, she felt that the New Year's Eve dinner was so difficult to digest.
Four people sit down.
Qiao Haisang found the topic first and praised: "Is this a dish made by Xiao Ou? The craftsmanship is so good. I don't even know if you are hiding it!" Qiao Haisang praised sincerely, smiled more sincerely, and his eyes seemed to be able to swallow Lou Xiaoou. After four years of marriage, he only ate a few home-cooked dishes she cooked. After a long time, he was nothing new. He thought that she didn't like cooking, so he often took her out to eat around. He knew that if he was too busy and came back late, she would rather order takeaway and eat fast food than cook.
Before Lou Xiaoou answered, Mu Qian took the lead, "Xiao Ou is so stupid. How can he cook delicious food? Thank you for your praise. I basically did it.
"How can't I cook?" Lou Xiaoou is not convinced.
"Will you?" Mu Qian's black eyes were smiling and shining, and there was a hidden threat.
Lou Xiaoou shrank his head.
Mu Qian withdrew his eyes from Lou Xiaoou with satisfaction. Don't be hard on him. He can't even stir-fry a vegetable.
Qiao Haisun's sincere smile froze on his face, forcing himself not to look at the two people's eyebrows.
The meal was very tasteless. Qiao Haisong hardly picked up vegetables. Lou's mother couldn't stand it and picked up a few chopsticks for him from time to time. Lou Xiaoou was not satisfied, but he did not deliberately pick up vegetables for Mu Qian in front of Qiao Haisong. On the contrary, Mu Qian was more considerate than before. The ingredients and nutrition of the dish were added to the Lou Xiaoou bowl, which made Qiao Haisong suffer internal injuries. How much he thought about it, he also put a chopstick dish for Xiao Ou. I don't know whether she will eat it or not?
Looking at Xiao Ou Yinghong's red lips, Qiao Haisong's eyes condensed, and he couldn't help but break through his heart and hesitated to say, "Xiao Ou, eat a piece of chicken, thin, not tired."
Lou Xiaoou didn't have time to thank her. Mu Qian took out the chicken for her again and put it on the saucer in front of her. He smiled: "Xiao Ou has been hot recently. Didn't you see that I picked up a light one for her? You don't know that she has been drooling for the past two nights.
Lou Xiaoou stared at Mu Qian angrily. When did she go to bed and drool?!
With a bang, Qiao Haisong felt that his world had really collapsed at this moment. She slept with others. He was really hopeless!
Looking at Lou Xiaoou staring at the man, Qiao Haisun felt that it was the shame of being said.
He really has no hope.