Love you in my whole life

The reason for the accident is that this man is much younger than she imagined. She knows that Ma Zhixi is three years younger than Yang Zhixiang, but it seems that it's not too much to say that he is three years old. Yang Zhixiang is less than 50, but she seems to be more than 50. Ma Zhixi and she stand together, even if they are not like mother and son, they are also like brothers and sisters. They are still much worse.

Not surprisingly, it refers to Ma Zhixi's appearance, a very typical little white face. His facial features are pretty, and his figure is not out of shape. When he was young, he and Yang Zhixiang were also a couple of men and women. But now, the gap between them is a little big. However, Jiang Xinlu looked carefully and found that his head is getting thinner, his hair is a little flattering, and his collar is greasy, It looks very uncomfortable.

Even if we put aside the old grudges, Jiang Xinlu has no good impression on him. She lives together. She is as old as a woman, and she is still so beautiful. She can probably guess why?

Sure enough, Yang Zhixiang was busy, but Ma Zhixi was sitting still, smoking, with his arms on the back of his chair. He looked like "Xiao Lu looks like your mother when she was young. Of course, she is more beautiful than your mother."

Jiang Xinlu did not answer, looked at the room, the room is not big, because on the first floor, the light is very dark, the furniture is old and mottled, a square table, a few chairs, a single sofa against the wall, the TV is still very old-fashioned, the refrigerator is also small, crowded on the door, there is a room inside, probably a bedroom.

Jiang Xinlu is a little puzzled. Didn't Yang Zhixiang give birth to a son later? Don't you live at home?

When Yang Zhixiang brought her tea, she asked, "your son..."

"You said Xiaolei," but Ma Zhixi continued: "he hasn't come back yet, but when we have dinner, he will come back. He is seventeen this year, younger than you..."

"Seven years old." Yang Zhixiang took the words back and said, "there were two in front of me, but I didn't keep them..."

Jiang Xinlu does not want to listen to these, did not drink the tea, took out the mobile phone to see.

Yang Zhixiang seemed to be aware of something and quickly stopped saying, "Xiao Lu, let your uncle Ma talk with you. I'll have dinner right away."

Ma Zhixi asked her with a smile, "Xiaolu, listen to you, mom, you opened a factory?"

"Well."

"It's so young and promising," Ma Zhixi praised. "I'm sure I'll be better than your father in the future."

Jiang Xinlu didn't know how he had the face to mention her father and ignored him.

Ma Zhixi saw something and changed the topic: "Xiao Lu, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No

"Such a beautiful girl doesn't have a boyfriend?" "I don't believe it," said Ma

Believe it or not, Jiang Xinlu is too lazy to talk to him. At this moment, the door is pushed open. A big boy comes in lazily and looks at Jiang Xinlu badly. His hair is a little long, covering the eyebrows and eyes, giving people a cold feeling, but it can be seen that his facial features are very beautiful.

"Xiaolei, this is my sister. It's called a person."

Ma Xiaolei glanced at his father and ignored him. He threw his schoolbag on the sofa and sat down to play with his mobile phone. He didn't care about more people in his family.

Ma Zhixi laughs with Jiang Xinlu, "you don't mind, he is such a diehard, to everyone."

Ma Xiaolei played for a while on his mobile phone and called to the kitchen, "Mom, why haven't you eaten yet? I'm starving."

Yang Zhixiang ran out, first to Jiang Xinlu smile, "this is Xiaolei, Xiaolei, no sister?"

Ma Xiaolei rolled a white eye, lie down on sofa, play mobile phone again.

Yang Zhixiang was a little embarrassed and sneered, "this child... Really has no rules."

Looking at the three members of the family, Jiang Xinlu couldn't say what she felt. Anyway, it was very different from what she imagined. In order to pursue the so-called love, Yang Zhixiang abandoned her and her father and followed Ma Zhixi. As a result, she fell into a muddy life. She should feel happy when she saw that Yang Zhixiang's life was so bad, but she didn't, On the contrary, she is a little heavy, but how fair her fate is. If she does something wrong, she will be punished. She is like this, and so is Yang Zhixiang.

She asked Ma, "where do you work now?"

Ma Zhixi took out his cigarette box, played out a cigarette smartly, lit it in his mouth, and said with a smile, "I do some small business with my friends. These days, business is not easy to do. Is your factory doing well?"

Jiang Xinlu noticed that the cigarettes he smoked were not cheap. They cost more than 20 yuan a pack, which was very different from the environment he lived in.

Instead of answering him, she asked, "where does she work?"

She, of course, refers to Yang Zhixiang.

Ma Zhixi said, "your mother works in the supermarket and doesn't make much money. This family still depends on me."

Jiang Xinlu said, "isn't it what a man should do to support his family?"

Ma Zhixi was a little speechless by her. After a while, he said, "that's, that's, it should be."

When it comes to dinner, Jiang Xinlu has seen the style of the family. A plate of meat has just been served. Ma Xiaolei even holds a few chopsticks. His bowl is piled high, and the meat on the plate is less than half.

Ma Zhixi scolded him, "what are you doing, put it all in the bowl, sister, don't eat it?" That's what I said. I didn't have time to put a chopstick in my bowl.

For Jiang Xinlu to eat, Yang Zhixiang made many good dishes, including fish and meat, and bought shrimp.

Ma Xiaolei's fighting power is very frightening. In a short time, a mountain of shrimp shells were piled up in front of him, and only a few small ones were left on the plate. Yang Zhixiang quickly gave Jiang Xinlu a clip. "Xiaolu, mother remembers that you loved shrimp when you were a child, and bought them for you."

Jiang Xinlu holds a bowl to avoid, "I don't like to eat now."

Ma Xiaolei squinted at Jiang Xinlu and snorted coldly, "it's rare to have guests. A table of good dishes is usually plain." As he spoke, he continued to eat at an amazing speed.

Ma Zhixi did not show weakness either. Jiang Xinlu saw him drag half a fish into his bowl.

Although she likes spicy food, she doesn't choose what to eat, but she can't eat today's meal. The family's meal is like a war. If it's a little slower, the dishes on the plate will be gone, which makes her suspect that Ma Xiaolei is telling the truth. Today's dishes are probably very difficult for them to eat. Then I think about the chicken and duck Yang Zhixiang gave her, It's a big deal

She had some bad taste in her heart. She took a few mouthfuls and put down her chopsticks.

After dinner, she left. Ma Xiaolei was lying on the sofa watching TV. Ma Zhixi offered to send her away. Jiang Xinlu refused. Finally, Yang Zhixiang sent her out.

Jiang Xinlu probably never thought that after more than ten years of separation, she would walk with Yang Zhixiang in this narrow and simple alley. Yang Zhixiang will quickly move away when he meets something in the way. When Jiang Xinlu passes by, he will move back to the original place. The careful look makes Jiang Xinlu feel more and more uncomfortable.

Go all the way to the car, Yang Zhixiang said, "the conditions at home are not good, let you laugh."

Jiang Xinlu stood at the door of the car for a moment, took out a stack of red tickets from her wallet and stuffed them into Yang Zhixiang. Without saying a word, she drove away.