Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 88 In addition to admiration, there is also fear for no reason

"Brother Yichen studies so well, he must enter a big company." Huang Mei smiled, Song Yichen has always been her pride.

"It's just an intern. I heard that you have to pass the assessment to become a full-time employee." Mother Song wiped the soy sauce dripping on the table with a rag.

"Hmm..." Huang Mei was a little absent-minded, Song's mother kept talking about him, without mentioning anything about her and Song Yichen.

"Oh, that's right..." Mother Song suddenly remembered something, put down the rag in her hand, and walked quickly to the back room.

Huang Mei's heart skipped a beat, an inexplicable sense of excitement welled up in her heart, then she lowered her head shyly and stood waiting for Song's mother to come out.

"Yichen, you sent your salary back two days ago, and specifically asked me to give you one thousand, so that you can go to the provincial capital to buy new clothes."

Realizing that what Song's mother said was not what she thought in her heart, the fire in Huang Mei's heart was extinguished again, but seeing Song Yichen remembering herself, she cheered again.

"No need, Aunt Song, I can't ask for this money, it's too much..."

1000 yuan is indeed a lot for a farmer with his face turned to the loess and his back to the sky.Song's mother was also a little distressed, but when she thought of her own loss, she thought about subsidizing Huangmei more.

"Yes, why not, you, you grew up with Ah Chen, just like his own sister..."

Looking at Mother Song's kind eyes, Huang Mei was so shocked that she didn't understand the meaning of Mother Song's words, and she didn't want to guess what she meant.Sometimes people's premonitions are very accurate, but Huang Mei doesn't want this kind of premonition.

There was no smile on Huang Mei's face, and her two black and white eyes were only staring at Mother Song. Mother Song couldn't bear the guilt in her heart. She held Huang Mei's hand, and looked at the yellowish beam of light entering the door with vicissitudes of life. Light.

Nothing is greater than the happiness of his own son.

"Meizi, come on, Auntie has something to tell you..."

"By the way, Aunt Song, I still have something to do at home. I have to go back." After finishing speaking, Huang Mei struggled to break away from the hands held tightly by Song's mother, turned around and took the clay pot containing pork belly that she had just brought, her head was also Go out without looking back.

Song's mother stood there in a daze, watching Huang Mei disappear into the dim, dilapidated house.

It was only when Song Yichen's house could no longer be seen that Huang Mei slowed down, but tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Huang Mei knew that Song Yichen didn't care about her, so every time he came back or wrote her a letter, he kept persuading her not to wait for him.He said that he would not marry her, he said that his mother was messing around with her, he said he wanted a marriage with love...

Yes, Song Yichen said it plainly and clearly a long time ago, but he didn't give up and waited for him to graduate with fantasy, because Song Yichen was a dutiful son, as long as Song's mother recognized her, he would eventually have a chance.

But now even Mother Song's tone has changed, sister?Huang Mei recalled Song's mother's hesitant expression just now, and felt that her heart was colder than this cold winter day.

Huang Mei doesn't blame anyone, but herself for being greedy and wanting to get things that shouldn't belong to her.The distance between them is not only a distance of more than 1000 kilometers, but also the road that she will never reach Song Yichen's heart.

The distraught Huang Mei walked to Huang Shanbo's shop unknowingly, because there was a public phone that could be connected to Song Yichen.

"Meizi? Come to buy something?" Shanbo is in his sixties, his wife passed away when he was young, and his two sons and three daughters are all working in other places. He said that he is used to staying in this mountain nest, and he doesn't want to live with his children. He is alone. Guard this small shop to live.

Huang Mei's consciousness has not fully come to her senses, she didn't come back until Huang Shanbo called her.

what you want to say?What do you want to ask?But what should I say?What can I ask?
Huang Mei couldn't feel a burst of sadness coming from it.

"Meizi, what's the matter, are you sick?" Seeing that Huang Mei's expression was not quite right, Huang Shanbo came forward to ask worriedly. They were all from the same village, so he watched Meizi grow up.

"It's okay, Shanbo, I...I want to make a call." Huang Mei finally made up her mind, she wanted to hear that person's voice.How long have you not seen him?
Thinking of him, a bitter longing flooded her heart.

"Oh, call the old Song's son?" The matter of Huang Mei and Song Yichen was no secret in the village.

Huang Mei smiled a smile that only she understood, and walked to the landline step by step, her heart beating wildly like a rabbit.Huang Mei took a deep breath, as if she had made a big decision, she finally picked up the receiver and pressed the number that she had already learned by heart.

Huang Shanbo is also a sensible person, seeing Huang Mei started calling, he avoided suspicion and walked away.

"Beep—" the sound of the phone connecting came, Huang Mei's mind was a little dazed, her hands and feet were weakly cold, but she still restrained the urge to hang up the phone, mustering up the greatest courage in her life to wait for the call to be connected.

"Hello." Song Yichen saw the area code displayed on the phone, and quickly picked up the phone, "Hello, Mom, is that you?"

"It's not... Brother Yichen, it's me."

A girl's timid voice came from the phone, and Song Yichen instantly felt at ease.Being in a foreign land, what Song Yichen misses the most is Song Mu.

"Meizi?" Song Yichen was puzzled again after he was relieved, because he rarely received calls from Huang Mei.

"Um……"

"Is something wrong?"

Hearing Song Yichen's voice as calm as water, Huang Mei couldn't help but nervously squeezed the receiver in her hand. Apart from her admiration for Song Yichen, she also had unreasonable fear.

　Huang Mei will have her own good match, a pair of lovers who are happy, and a pair that Xia Mu likes. Yahu~
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