Chapter 16 Sixteen, a serving of roasted potato skin
"What are you doing?"
Su Qingyue returned from grocery shopping to find Su Yin standing at the doorway, looking down at his phone. He had come to see her as many times in the past six years.
"Mom." Su Yin walked over and took the bag from her hand. Seeing that the thin sweater Su Qingyue was wearing had some threads coming apart at the shoulder, he stuffed the bag into Su Qingyue's hand and turned back to the opposite side.
Su Qingyue: "?" Strange. After she put the dishes on the kitchen stove, she heard Su Yin's clamoring voice outside, "Mom, go change your clothes." She walked out confused, "What on earth do you want to do?!"
Su Yin was carrying a sewing kit. Although he had a sewing machine at home, he could just sew a few stitches with a needle to fix this kind of thread breakage. "Your clothes are unraveling. Let me fix it." Seeing his mother staring at him, he walked over and said, "Hurry up."
Su Qingyue couldn't persuade him, so she turned back to her room, changed her clothes and took them out. Su Yin took them and sat on the carpet in the living room. She put the sewing kit aside, picked out the corresponding color thread, and quickly finished sewing.
"Mom." Su Yin bit off the thread and stood up holding the white sweater, "Look." This sweater was the first one he made for his mother, and his mother was still wearing it after many years.
Su Qingyue poked her head out from the kitchen and asked, "You're the one who tore it apart?"
Su Yin was stunned, "Did I tear it?" The fabric of the sweater was made of anti-pilling acrylic, which was soft and fluffy and very comfortable to wear. He also stitched the seams tightly, so it would not easily come untied.
He was still wondering, and suddenly he was shocked to hear from his mother that he was the one who tore it. What did 'he' do to his mother?
Su Qingyue brought out a pot of chrysanthemum tea, "It's you." She poured herself a cup. The autumn was dry and her throat was not feeling well. It became very dry in this season.
Not long ago, Su Yin said she wanted to go abroad and go to a famous violin concert with He Nan. She tried to stop him, and her sweater got torn while she was pulling it.
It didn't affect her wearing quality, so she didn't get it repaired.
In addition, this dress was the first one Su Yin made for her, and she was reluctant to throw it away even though it was a little worn.
"I'm sorry." Su Yin put the sweater aside and went to get the water spinach and the trash can to pick the vegetables. "Mom, I'm participating in the Haicheng Fashion Design Competition and have made it to the finals. I'm going to Haicheng next week."
"Hmm?" Su Qingyue also sat on the stool and took some water spinach from him. "Tell me the truth, are you going to Haicheng to participate in the competition or are you just looking for He Nan under the guise of going?"
Su Yin said sadly, "Mom, do I have no credibility with you anymore?"
"You've done this more than once or twice. Since you divorced Wei Xue, you haven't spent his money anymore, right?" Su Qingyue stared at him for a few seconds, put down the food, stood up, went back to the house and took out a card. "Here, you can spend it however you want. Don't go hungry when you go out."
Su Yin didn't respond for a moment, just staring at Su Qingyue blankly. He lowered his head and blinked hard several times, as if he had pushed something back. A surge of pain suddenly hit his chest, causing it to hurt. After a few seconds, he couldn't help it. The corners of his eyes turned red. He threw the food away, stepped over the trash can, and hugged her, "Mom, thank you, really."
His voice was trembling. He had a lot to say, wanting to tell about all the grievances he had suffered since he 'woke up'. However, when the words came to his lips, they seemed to be blocked by a ball of warm cotton in his throat, and only the word "thank you" remained.
"Okay. I'm telling you, this is the only card I have left, so you have to spend it sparingly. If I find out that you spend it on He Nan again, I really won't give you a penny!" Su Qingyue had noticed the changes in Su Yin these days. She was a little shocked and felt a little reluctant.
Su Yin let go of his hand, sat sideways, and rubbed his eyes vigorously. "What do you mean?" His voice was nasal. He felt very ashamed that he was still crying in front of his mother at such a big age.
When I took a tissue to wipe my nose, I heard Su Qingyue's voice in my ear: "You took hundreds of thousands from me before. My pension was not made like this." As she spoke, she went to get the remaining water spinach.
"I'm asking you for money?" Su Yin was so shocked that the tissue fell to the ground and he hurriedly picked it up. 'He' was such a beast, asking for hundreds of thousands of dollars!
After picking the water spinach, Su Qingyue asked, "Do you want to have dinner here?"
Su Yin looked over and asked, "Is that okay?" He followed his mother and asked, "Can I make dinner?" It had been a long time since he had dinner with his mother. After breakfast that day, his mother basically didn't ask him to stay for dinner.
Except for lunch when he went to eat with Pei Weixue, he always ate alone at home.
He diligently went to get the cutting board and pushed his mother's shoulders. "You go practice yoga or go downstairs to do some exercise. I'll make dinner. Xue'er seems to be working overtime again today." He tied his apron on. "Why is he always working overtime? I asked him, but he wouldn't tell me."
Su Qingyue stood outside the glass partition door of the kitchen and said with disdain, "It's because you smashed their computer earlier. Not only did they lose the data, but they also failed to deliver the goods in time and ended up losing the project."
What!
Su Yinsheng turned back helplessly, "Really?" It must be fake.
"Think about it carefully. Even if I can forgive you, it's because I'm your mother. Wei Xue has nothing to do with you. If you're just pretending, don't bother her."
Su Yin: "I swear, I really don't want to be separated from him." He got stuck and looked at his mother with bright eyes, "Mom, have you forgiven me?"
Su Qingyue walked out of the balcony to wash her sweater. She didn't want to pay attention to him, but he followed her again. She saw the flowery apron and said helplessly, "It depends on your performance."
Su Yin jumped for joy, "Yeah~ Mom, I love you so much!" He almost bumped into the chandelier. Su Qingyue was startled by him, "Why don't you go cook?"
“Right away!”
A cheerful humming sound came from the kitchen. Su Qingyue looked at the sweater in the sink and sighed. She didn't know how long it could last. It was not like before, always being good for a while and then going back to being good again.
Sometimes she even doubted whether Su Yin was really Su Yin. How could she have changed so much? She had tried to check her handwriting and some of her unique memories, and they all matched. She even secretly tested her DNA and consulted a fortune teller.
If it was amnesia as Su Yin said, she really hoped she would never remember it. Now Su Yin was just like the son she remembered, filial and sensible.
After making dinner, Su Yin leaned on the stove and called Pei Weixue. His mother said that he had messed up Pei Weixue's project and he didn't know how to make up for it. Now Pei Weixue was not color blind and didn't need him for design and matching. It seemed that all he could do was to ensure that he didn't eat takeout for three meals a day.
After winning the design competition, he wants to invite Pei Weixue to go skiing abroad, return the prize money to his mother, and open a studio of his own.
After all, he was a well-known designer before, and this competition was just a stepping stone for him to prove his ability again.
"Hello." Pei Weixue's tired voice came from the microphone. Su Yin said, "Xue'er, I made dinner. What time will you work overtime until today? Are you going out? I'll bring you dinner."
Pei Weixue on the other end of the phone heard the cheerful tone and recalled Su Yin's lost and cautious expression after he scolded her that day. He suddenly felt a little soft-hearted. He said hello to the assistant driving in front, and the assistant quickly turned the car around and said, "No overtime. I'm going back to eat."
"Really? Okay, okay. Xue'er, I'm telling you, I can already see the outline of my abs. My coach even praised my speed. You don't know, I haven't dared to eat any meat lately. I'm almost like a rabbit." Su Yin didn't want to look photogenic when he took the stage with the model. As he spoke, he touched his increasingly prominent jaw and tilted his face left and right towards the refrigerator. Oh, who's that handsome guy in there? It's Su Yin.
"Are you listening to me?" There was no response. Su Yin took out his phone and saw that the call was still going on. Then why was Xue'er ignoring him?
After he asked, Pei Weixue spoke, "Are you being narcissistic in front of the mirror again?" After he said that, he realized what he said. Su Yin had a small habit a long time ago. He would look in the mirror for a long time after washing up. When he was on the phone and there was reflective glass or mirror around, he would also look in the mirror and brag about himself.
Su Yin said with a chuckle, "Yeah." He looked at the bone soup in the stew pot and the medicinal food in another small stew pot. He needed to replenish the herbs. "I'll go downstairs to pick you up."
At this time, Pei Weixue had canceled his plan to go to the dinner party and was on his way home. The address was all over the place and it would take some time. "Pick me up?" Then he would have to wait.
The tone of this sentence also reminded him of when they were still in school. Su Yin took out his class schedule and sent him a voice message when he had time, saying in this tone, "I'll pick you up on the first floor."
Then they would go to the surrounding snack street to buy something to eat.
"Yeah. Sure."
Pei Weixue: "Yeah." As he was speaking, he looked out the car window and passed a snack street. He saw the roasted sweet potato skin stall at the farthest end at a glance.
He hung up the phone, asked his assistant to park the car, and stood in front of the stall. He said, "Boss, I'll give you one serving of roasted sweet potato skin. No shredded potatoes, but some zheergen. It's slightly spicy and sweet, and one serving of boneless chicken feet."
The two voices gradually overlapped, and Pei Weixue seemed to see Su Yin pulling him to the roasted sweet potato skin stall many years ago and saying the same thing to the boss, and then said to him: "Xue'er, I'll treat you. Boss, give me the same one, no spicy."
The boss is roasting sweet potato skins busily.
Pei Weixue stared at the piece of dough that was slowly being baked to gray and hardened, "Is Zhe Er Gen delicious?" Everyone said it was not delicious, so he had never eaten it.
"It's delicious. Try it. If you don't like it, give me yours." Su Yin looked around, pulled him to sit at an empty table in the back, and leaned towards Pei Weixue with a smile, "Xue'er, I'm easy to please."
Pei Weixue raised her eyebrows slightly, a faint smile forming at the corner of her mouth: "Oh? How easy is it to coax?"
"If you ever make me unhappy in the future, just buy me a portion of this roasted potato skin and smile at me again, and I will definitely forgive you."
Pei Weixue listened carefully, but the curve of her lips did not drop. "Okay."
The author has something to say:
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I thought Four Fruit Soup was available all over the country, but it turns out it’s not available in the north.
Optional ingredients: watermelon, mango, dragon fruit, stone flower, white grass jelly, black grass jelly, taro balls, sago, etc.
Common soup bases: passion fruit, coconut milk, honey water.
Temperature: Ice.
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