Fated Marriage

Zhang Suwan finished and laughed at Wen Shanshan. It was this smile that made Wen Shanshan mistakenly think that he had figured out everything and gave up himself every time.

But today she finally understood that she could not change Zhang Suwan's idea in any case! Maybe we can only use time and facts to let him die completely.

With the door locked, the two men went to the car. Zhang Suwan looked back at the church, the most significant one left by his grandfather.

The car gradually drove out of the small forest, because time passed by for a long time, the surrounding environment has changed a lot. Zhang Suwan went out of the country to come back, so he can only rely on memory, slowly looking for.

Wen Shanshan's eyes also followed around, but the more Zhang Suwan's car drove forward, the more she felt this place familiar.

But in her memory, this place has never been to. Is there any other place in H city that is similar to her own scenery?

"Ah! eureka! Shanshan, you see, that shop is still there Zhang Suwan suddenly pointed to the front excitedly and said that he stepped on the accelerator forcefully under his feet, and the car quickly drove to the front.

Wen Shanshan looked forward along the direction of Zhang Suwan's fingers and found that there was a small front door not far away. There were only three simple words written on the sign at the door, and there was nothing else.

Next to the shop, in sharp contrast to it, was a large, closed iron door. When the car got close, wenshanshan found that beside the door, a rusty sign said, "Maria angel's house.".

It seems that Zhang Suwan used to come to the orphanage with his grandfather when he was a child.

Wen Shanshan's heart is thinking, Zhang Suwan has parked the car at the door of the small wonton shop, and get off the car with great enthusiasm.

This time, he did not wait for wenshanshan as before, but walked to the small shop alone, full of expectation. Looking at the door of a simple stove on a steaming pot, his feet stopped, smoke wrapped, he fell into memory.

Hearing the sound of the car, the people in the shop ran out with a smile and said, "you two have found the right place to eat wonton. Our shop has been open for decades..."

Words have not finished, that shopkeeper saw Zhang Suwan and then stopped, Leng Leng looking at him, the brain seems to be in rapid rotation.

Zhang Suwan just immersed in his memories, heard the owner said half of the words, then raised his eyes to look at each other.

The moment they looked at each other, they raised their hands one after another, pointed to each other, and at the same time called out: "is it you?" Then at the same time, he nodded his head.

Zhang Suwan stepped forward excitedly and stretched out his hand. The shopkeeper was also excited. He put his hand on the apron, wiped it and held Zhang Suwan's hand.

Looking at the scene before her, Wen Shanshan wondered what the origin of Zhang Suwan and the owner of this small wonton shop would be.

The shopkeeper is holding Zhang Suwan's hand, grinning and giggling. Seeing Wen Shanshan's puzzled look at them, he points to her and asks, "your girlfriend?"

Zhang Suwan looked at Wen Shanshan, and saw that she was waving her hands vigorously. There was a trace of loss in her eyes. She immediately laughed and replied, "it's not yet, but I will fight for the future. Yes! Oh, Shanshan, this is my childhood playmate Huzi. Every time my grandfather brought me here before, I would have a good time with him! "

Wen Shanshan smiles and nods to Huzi. If he is Zhang Suwan's childhood playmate, he should be about the same age as Zhang Suwan, but he seems to be much older because he is probably working hard for his life.

"Congcongcong, let's talk in the room." Huzi put his hand on Zhang Suwan's shoulder, and made an invitation to Wen Shanshan, and then walked in with Zhang Suwan.

Congcong? Zhang Suwan has such a name? Is it the special address between him and Huzi, or his nickname?

I didn't expect to meet his childhood playmate here. Wenshanshan was also happy for him. At least the haze just now has dissipated temporarily, isn't it?

Zhang Suwan and Huzi have already entered the shop, but Wen Shanshan turns to look at the gate of the orphanage. There is a vague image in her mind, which flickers faintly, but it is still not clear, which makes her feel headache.

"Shan Congcong, your friend's name is Shanshan, right? Let her come in and sit down Huzi settled Zhang Suwan. Seeing wenshanshan standing at the door, he hastened to greet him.

Zhang Suwan this just reflected to come over, hurriedly walked out, took Wen Shanshan's hand, walked into the shop, let her sit by his side.

Huzi pulled a chair and sat opposite them. Looking at Zhang Suwan, he couldn't help laughing.

"We haven't seen each other for more than a decade, haven't we?" He patted his head with his hand, thought about it and asked.

"No! We haven't seen each other since my 11 year old family emigrated! However, you haven't changed at all. You still love to laugh He looked at the tiger's open mouth and the white teeth that showed out, and said with a smile."Me! In this way, living a plain and light life, although not rich, but contented people often happy, do not laugh? Do you want to cry? However, although you look the same as you were when you were a child, you are much taller and more handsome Huzi sighed sincerely.

Over the years, Zhang Suwan has been used to other people's praise of his appearance. He smiles irresolubly, then looks around the store, hesitates for a moment, and still opens his mouth and asks, "old shop owner, he..."

Huzi sighed softly and said in a low voice, "grandfather, he passed away a few years ago. This area has gradually become desolate with the relocation. My parents are also old and went back to their hometown last year.

I can't bear to leave here, thinking that when the complete relocation is finished, I will go to the city to look for other jobs. So Your father... "

Zhang Suwan also shook his head. It seems that the two old people who had different origins but regarded each other as a special friend had gone to another world to meet.

Huzi nodded. Even though he had regrets, he knew that birth, aging and death were beyond the control of human beings.

"Ah! By the way, didn't come just to find me? Do you want to eat wonton Sad things can not always be put in the heart, Huzi raised his eyebrows to Zhang Suwan and looked at the big pot at the door.

"Of course, I didn't eat lunch. I just wanted to eat it. I miss the old flavor for many years!" Zhang Suwan rubbed his hands and said, the tone of expectation, as if saliva were about to flow out.

Looking at his childish appearance, Wen Shanshan couldn't help shaking her head. She didn't know what kind of delicious wonton would make him think about it.

Huzi stood up with his hands on the table and said to Zhang Suwan and Wen Shanshan, "we are all grown up, but the taste of wonton in my house is as good as ever!"

As he spoke, he turned to the back kitchen and jingled. In an instant, he wrapped up a curtain of wonton and brought it to the front and cooked it in a large pot.

When the wonton turned over the water flowers, floating on the water, wenshanshan really smelled the fresh flavor different from the past. Zhang Suwan had already put the chopsticks on the table, holding his own in his hand, beating the edge of the bowl like a drum drum, shouting, "is it OK? Not yet? "

Seeing Wen Shanshan's helpless look, he laughed: "if I think about this flavor for more than ten years, do you think it's a little exaggerated?"

Wen Shanshan shakes her head. She can understand a person's attachment to certain memories of childhood. Zhang Suwan's childhood was a bowl of steaming wonton. What about her own?

Why does one's childhood leave no memory in my mind?