Sir's Brand

Chapter 111

"Okay." Rong's mother patted her hand dotingly, "Jue, you can sleep in Enen's room."

"Mom..." Rong En hurriedly stopped, "He just needs to go home, he won't live here."

"But he drank, it's not safe to drive later..."

"Just take a taxi." Rong En raised his head and looked at Nan Yejue blankly, "Take a taxi, I'll pick it up tomorrow."

"Enen." Rong's mother showed pity, "Jue's parents are not in the city either. It's so deserted during the Chinese New Year. Besides, your room is also empty. It's the first time someone else's child comes to our house, and you don't Let's see what time it is..."

Mother Rong reprimanded Rong En, and turned her eyes away from Nan Yejue, "Son, stay here, I'll change you a new bedding later."

"Need not."

Rong En thought he refused, but Nan Yejue said, "Anyway, En En slept with him, so that's fine."

"Well, look, there are only three of us. Otherwise, we can play mahjong like other people's families. During the Chinese New Year, it will be too deserted..."

"Mom." Rong En frowned, she didn't expect Mother Rong to be in such a good mood, she never thought of bringing Nan Yejue back, "What's so interesting about the three of you?"

Just as she was talking, there was a knock on the door outside, "Mother Rong, open the door, we are happy New Year."

"Oh, it's Aunt Liu and the others."

"Mom, I'm going to open the door." Rong En passed Nan Yejue to the door, and as soon as he opened it, several enthusiastic faces came in, "Enna, I heard that Aunt Zhang said you brought your boyfriend. Thinking about it, come here and have a look... Yo, it's this kid, he's so handsome, even better than the male star my daughter has recently been fascinated by, look at the one with long eyes and nose..."

The neighbors are like this, one by one is more enthusiastic than the other, Rong En stood in the same place, seeing several aunts surrounding Nan Yejue in the middle, Aunt Liu even compared his height, "This kid is really tall, half taller than me She is taller, mother Rong, your family is not short, won't the children born in the future be taller?"

"Of course..." Mother Rong also said, "By the way, why don't you play mahjong?"

"Three missing one." The neighbor turned his gaze to Nan Yejue, "Son, can you play mahjong?"

"Yes." Nan Yejue had a smile on his face. If Pei Lang and others saw this look, they might laugh out loud, "Yes."

"That's just right, let's make a table together." Aunt Liu suggested first, "Well...Mother Rong, your daughter came back after a long time, so let's talk with you, don't play, we will be in the living room Let's play inside, okay?"

"Chengcheng, of course..."

These neighbors usually take care of Rong's mother a lot. Those who buy vegetables and rice are all helping to carry them. Rong En glanced at Nan Yejue coldly. Naturally, he didn't want to spoil their interest, so he took his mother into the bedroom. .

After choosing a seat and sitting down, Aunt Liu held the dice in her hand, "Son, how big is it?"

Nan Yejue didn't know how they usually played, and according to the rules in their circle, which time it wasn't tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of games, "It's up to you."

"Then..." Several people looked at each other, "It's Chinese New Year today, let's play the next big one, how about ten yuan?"

"Success." Nan Yejue chuckled, he had never been with so many people during Chinese New Year.

The sound of playing mahjong came from outside. It was very noisy, but it was also very lively.

Rong En took the down jacket out of the bag and put it on for Mother Rong. The size she chose really fit her well, "Mom, don't wear those cotton-padded clothes from now on, the down jacket is warm."

"I bought so many." Rong's mother looked happy, and Rong En turned on the air conditioner in the bedroom and tried on each piece for her, "En En, the new neighbor downstairs, her daughter married a rich man. Husband, she shows up in our community all day long, and says that she costs hundreds of dollars for a piece of clothing. Last time, she laughed at me in front of so many people, saying that I always wear that cotton padded jacket. How can I have it? The two cotton coats are changed in turn."

This is how old people are when they reach a certain age. When Rong En heard this, his nose couldn't help but feel sore, "Mom, didn't I give you money? Why are you reluctant to buy yourself a dress?"

"I don't have any." Rong's mother was wearing that down jacket, and couldn't put it down, "I have enough clothes, why waste that money."

She has lived with Rong En since she was a child, and she is used to being frugal. Although Rong's mother is very harsh on herself, she is always willing to spend money on her daughter, and will not let her lose face when she goes out.

Rong En simply tidied up the room and hung all the clothes for his mother in the cabinet. His mother stood at the door, "It's very cold in the living room. I don't wear so much, will it be freezing?"

"Mom..." Rong En turned around, "Don't worry, let him go."

"Enen." She came to Rong En's side, "Why do you look so indifferent? Mom knows that if you don't feel sad about things, it's all fake, but since it's all like this, you have to try to accept it. Others, that kid is really good..."

Mother Rong didn't understand what was going on, and Rong En couldn't explain it. She lowered her eyes and forced back the tears that were about to burst out. She turned her back to Mother Rong and began to make the bed, "Mom, don't you I said it, I know it myself."

When she came back, she just wanted to see her mother, have a conversation with her, and lie beside her, so that Rong En could forget what loneliness and loneliness are.

Rong En took her pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Mother Rong came out with a cane and a blanket, "Jeez, put this on your knees, when your feet get cold."

"Yo, now I feel sorry for my future son-in-law..."

"It hurts." Rong's mother smiled, "If you are cold, ask your family to send you cotton shoes, and I will call for you..."

"No, we all came here in clothes..."

After Nan Yejue finished building the cards, Mother Rong had already spread the blanket on his lap, "Thank you Auntie, you and Enen can go to bed first."

This small gesture made his whole body warm up.Rong En took a shower and stood at the door, her mother hadn't had this kind of smile on her face for a long time, she didn't even have the courage to disturb her.The man she cared for, as everyone knows, is a devil, he has the most perfect skin in the world, and a prominent social status, but after peeling off this layer of skin, every part of him reveals cruelty and evil, let mother What she didn't know was that she wished she could tear his bones apart, even she was forced to bring him back.

When the mahjong ended, Rong En and his mother had already gone to bed, but it was actually not very late, it looked like one o'clock in the morning.

The aunts were in high spirits, but they were all very considerate. It was already very embarrassing for the children to be dragged to play mahjong by them when they came to the house for the first time. Besides, three families won and one lost. 300 yuan. "We were just playing around, and we didn't expect to win you so much."

The ten yuan mahjong game, even if you are lucky, you will only lose one or two thousand yuan. Besides, Nan Yejue was playing with him, "You guys keep it, it's Chinese New Year, just want to have fun."

Several aunts went out cheerfully, saying that Mama Rong had chosen a good son-in-law, who was knowledgeable and well mannered.

Rong En slept very lightly, and she got up just after dawn.Mother Rong had a smile on her lips when she fell asleep, the down jacket was not hung up, it was spread on top of the quilt.

She got up to fry the dumplings, opened the rice cooker, poured some peanut oil in it, and put the dumplings one by one. Rong En didn't bring a change of clothes, she walked into her bedroom, Nan Yejue was still asleep , with serenity between his eyebrows, he didn't have any pajamas after taking a bath, so he just went naked.Lying on Rong En's bed with his upper body naked, his short wine-red hair spread flat on his forehead, his limbs spread out, and his sleeping posture was domineering, not even a single bed was enough for him to sleep on.

On the small stool next to him, there were clothes that Nan Yejue had folded. He was used to throwing them casually, but seeing how tidy Rong En's room was, he just folded them and put them away.

Mother Rong and Nan Yejue got up almost at the same time. Rong En brought some fried dumplings to the table and some side dishes. Mother Rong asked Nan Yejue if he slept well last night and whether it was cold or not. The other party also nodded and said that he slept very well.

After breakfast, Nan Yejue thought about it, he should give Rong En and Rong's mother some time alone, he just found an excuse and wanted to go back, and agreed to come to pick Rong En up tomorrow.

Rong's mother tried every means to keep her, but when Rong En saw this, she said, "Mom, don't keep him, he has something to do with his company."

Mother Rong was reluctant to send Nan Yejue out of the house, and Rong En cleaned up the dishes inside. After the door was closed slightly, Mother Rong grabbed Nan Yejue's sleeve and gave him a red envelope, "Son, I haven't prepared anything else, you keep this red envelope..."

Looking at the things in her hand, Nan Yejue was stunned for a moment, he had always given money to others, and no one had ever given him a red envelope.

"Auntie, you are too polite..." He naturally didn't want it, "You can keep it..."

"No." Rong's mother was no less stubborn than Rong En, she insisted on stuffing the red envelope into Nan Yejue's hand, "Put it away, and come home with Enendo later, you know?"

Nan Yejue felt that the red envelope was heavy, making his palms feel sore, "Thank you, auntie."

His voice was hoarse, and suddenly there was a warm current in his heart, with mixed feelings, Rong's mother wanted to send him downstairs, but Nan Yejue knew that her legs were not good, and after repeated persuasion, he left Rong's house alone.

Mother Rong went back to the kitchen, "Enen, I gave you a red envelope, won't it be too little?"

"How much did you give?"

"880, auspicious."

"Mom, he doesn't need auspiciousness." Rong En put the washed dishes in the cabinet, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sneer.

"You child, how do you talk." Mother Rong slapped her on the arm, "If you want to talk, talk to him, or what are you doing with it home?"

(End of this chapter)