Wen Wangqiu nodded aggrievedly. The harsh environment not only tempered his iron will, but also made his temperament become like that of a tigress.
Meng Yuqing used to be so gentle and kind. I still remember the first time they met was in an alley in Beijing.
She was holding an oil-paper umbrella, holding a pile of things, and walking slowly.
Because he didn't bring an umbrella, he was soaked.
He was in such a mess that he bumped into the beautiful woman just as he turned the alley.
Papers were scattered all over the floor and the oil-paper umbrella was swaying. Wen Wangqiu didn't care about the difference between men and women at this time and quickly reached out to help steady the umbrella.
At this moment, it is not only the touch of two hands, but also the collision of hearts.
Wen Wangqiu was completely distracted as he looked at the beautiful woman with a red face and misty eyes.
At that moment, Wen Wangqiu truly experienced what it felt like to have a beautiful woman in front of him and all the mist and rain in the world pale in comparison.
It was only when Meng Yuqing coughed lightly that he reacted.
He quickly apologized to her with trembling lips: "I'm so sorry, I left in such a hurry."
Meng Yuqing smiled, her voice as clear and pleasant as the sound of an oriole chirping: "It's okay. I just want to ask you to let go of my hand first."
Wen Wangqiu suddenly lowered his eyes and realized what he had done. He hurriedly let go of Meng Yuqing's hand and took a few steps back.
Go help pick up the papers on the ground.
Soon, he no longer cared about being shy and pointed at the soaked newspaper and said, "Are you also interested in architecture?"
Meng Yuqing stretched out her fair white hand, tucked the loose hair behind her ears, and said softly: "I occasionally study it. My family is in the south, and I am a little uncomfortable seeing northern architecture all of a sudden."
Wen Wangqiu's eyes flashed with excitement, and he quickly said: "The difference between the north and the south is indeed quite big, I am..."
Before Wen Wangqiu could finish his words, Meng Yuqing interrupted him with a frown on her face: "Excuse me, sir.
I have other things to do. Although I really want to know more about this, I really don’t have time today.”
Wen Wangqiu quickly turned aside, thought for a moment and said, "I was too rude today, and these newspapers are all wet and I can't read them.
How about this, you leave me your address and I'll find these issues of the newspaper for you someday."
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that it was not a good idea to say this. It would easily make others think that he was a pervert and he was still trying to save something.
Then I heard a gentle female voice ringing in my ears: "It's the tailor shop at the entrance of the third alley ahead. Just leave it there."
Before Wen Wangqiu could react, the graceful figure had already walked away.
Since then, the two have had more frequent contact.
Qianying has completely fallen into my heart. Over the years, my feelings have not faded with time.
Of course, this is just Wen Wangqiu’s own idea.
Many years later, when Wen Sihe's little daughter was lying in her grandmother's arms, she asked about how the two met.
Meng Yuqing's answer was completely different.
"He is just a nerd. Every time I go to the tailor shop, I can see him studying a wooden model.
If that face didn't suit my taste, I wouldn't necessarily be attracted to this nerd."
"What happened next? What happened next?"
The little girl asked curiously.
Meng Yuqing, whose hair is already gray, took off his reading glasses and recalled carefully before saying, "I was idle and wandered on the road he often walked many times, but he didn't notice me!
Later, I thought of a solution.
Taking advantage of the rain, he was in a hurry and deliberately waited at the intersection......"
The little girl listened with great interest: "Grandma, your ideas are quite avant-garde."
“It is said that when a man chases a woman, there are mountains between them, but when a woman chases a man, there is only a layer of gauze between them.
You have to impress him before you can make further progress.
When I went abroad to study, the foreigners had more fun than us.”
..................dividing line.................
Lu Zhiye brought in a charcoal basin from outside. As soon as he raised his head, he met his father-in-law's bared teeth head-on.
He suppressed his surprise and asked hesitantly, "Dad, did something happy happen to you?"
Wen Wangqiu's eyes were full of resentment. He rubbed his stiff face and shook his head, saying, "No, no, I'm happy to see you coming."
When Meng Yuqing heard him say this, he nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Zhiye took out the photos of the two little ones taken before from his pocket, as well as the photo of Wen Sihe and the others and handed them over.
Wen Wangqiu snatched it away, and this time his smile came from the heart.
"Oh, look at these legs, they are very strong."
"They look exactly the same, I can hardly tell them apart."
"Hey, look, my grandson is so amazing that he can even ride on a dog."
"Oh Yoyo, why are you crying so hard? What's wrong?"
At this moment, the room was filled with Wen Wangqiu's "Hehehaha" sounds.
Meng Yuqing, who was looking at the photos carefully, was annoyed to death: "Can you shut up?"
Wen Wangqiu rolled his eyes at his wife, who rarely does this: "I'm not with them, so isn't this just imagining the scenes of them playing together?"
Lu Zhiye threw a few sweet potatoes into the charcoal fire basin and kept stirring the charcoal fire with a wooden stick.
Fortunately, there was a big hole in the window of this room, otherwise the door would have been closed tightly and I would have been poisoned.
After the excitement died down, Wen Wangqiu looked at Meng Yuqing who was reading a letter with great interest.
He coughed lightly and said to Lu Zhiye, "Xiao Lu, let's go out and have a cigarette."
Meng Yuqing waved her hand in disdain: "Go quickly, it's very cold outside, don't make Xiao Lu stand for so long."
"I know. I know."
When Lu Zhiye saw the expression on his father-in-law's face, his heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that something was discovered?
Walking outside, Lu Zhiye handed Wen Wangqiu a cigarette, which was pinched between his fingertips.
After smoking two cigarettes, Wen Wangqiu patted his clothes.
The cigarettes that Lu Zhiye had left for him had long been finished.
He was really suffocated during this period.
"What happened to Shi Ze?"
Lu Zhiye was still smoking there, and was startled when he suddenly heard his father-in-law ask this.
He quickly put out the cigarette in his hand and said carefully: "It's okay! What can happen to him?"
Wen Wangqiu kicked the small stone on the ground and sent it flying far away: "Don't hide it from me, I know my son a little bit.
Tell me, I can bear any outcome. "
Although he said so, Wen Wangqiu still unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.
Lu Zhiye was silent for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what went wrong.
How could the father-in-law be so sure that something had happened to his son?
There was no other way, Lu Zhiye could only tell everything again.
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