Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

  Chapter 190 Smoking is not allowed in Idle Man Villa

  Song Yueliang didn't speak.

  The atmosphere suddenly became dull and depressing.

   But the woman is still enjoying the tea, not affected at all.

Seeing the mother and daughter getting along better than strangers, Elder Tang's eyes flickered slightly, and he stood up leaning on his cane, "I caught a black fish in the lake this morning. It weighed three catties. I'll go to the kitchen to see if it's ready." Are you done, Yue Liang will stay for a meal at noon."

  The wooden door of the tea room is closed from the outside, and the light comes in from the low window on the side and hits the low table. If you just drink tea, it will be very artistic.

  Song Yueliang raised her eyes and looked at the woman tasting tea.

  The light illuminated her face, and the scar lingering in the middle of her beautiful face was meandering and ferocious, completely destroying the beauty and style of the woman.

  From the beginning of her memory, women have always loved beauty.

  I will dress myself up beautifully at any time.

   "What are you looking at, you think this scar will make me cry bitterly, so painful that I don't want to live?" The woman raised her phoenix eyes slightly and smiled delicately.

  The facial muscles stretched, pulling the scars, like a wriggling centipede crawling on the face.

  Song Yue said coolly, "Look at how scary you are now."

  The smile on the woman's face slowly disappeared, her eyes cooled down, "Have you seen enough?"

   "Go home after lunch, don't be so invisible in other people's territory."

   "Song Yueliang, I am forty-three years old, are you teaching me a lesson?"

   "Did I say something wrong?"

   "Is this how you treat your own mother?"

   "You should first ask yourself if you look like a mother."

  The woman stared fixedly at Song Yueliang, and the atmosphere in the room cooled down again.

  Outdoors, Elder Tang leaned on a cane and walked slowly along the bluestone winding path in Dongyuan. Along the road, there were gurgling streams, strange grasses and rocks, and there was still an elegant and subtle fragrance floating in the air.

  The season here seems to be slower than the previous season outside.

   "Ah Zheng, have I taken good care of this garden?" The old man asked with a smile, and then asked himself, "It's suitable for the rest of my life."

  The tall, silent man walked quietly behind him, with a slight limp on one foot as he walked.

"It's always so boring, why don't you just say a few more words with me?" Elder Tang shook his head, and changed the subject helplessly, "Song Yueliang has frequently been in and out of the city during this period, and she actually lives in a poor and remote village Here, that little baby who calls her mother is really her daughter?"

Probably knowing that the people behind him would not chat with him, the old man simply said to himself, "Now that Li Qiang has come out, they can be regarded as a family reunion. But women are different from men. When a woman has a home, she tends to lose her vigor and Ambition. In the future, Song Yueliang's thoughts on the company may become less and less."

   "What do you want to do?" The man behind spoke and finally spoke.

  Just this one sentence also made the old man happy, "I see that there is a lot of estrangement between their mother and daughter. When Li Qiang is released from prison, she would rather come to the Man's Villa than inform Song Yueliang to pick her up... Why don't you let Li Qiang stay temporarily?"

  The man frowned, "It's not convenient."

"Didn't she say that she could help take care of the flowers and plants in the garden? Let's do it like this." The old man walked forward and smiled to himself, "The divorce between Song Chunsheng and Fang Ru has caused a lot of noise in the city. Shi is going to be in chaos, okay!"

   Leisurely Man Villa has a rich lunch today.

  There are two more people eating, and the dishes are twice as much as usual.

  The scallion fish fillets placed in the center of the circular dining table are the most conspicuous. The oversized plate is big enough for Mr. Tang to show off. He caught it himself.

   It's just that the atmosphere at the dinner table is not very lively.

   There are four people at a table, except for him, the other three are unwilling to say a word.

  Before leaving the idler's villa, Song Yueliang asked the woman again, "Would you like to go?"

   "Don't go." The woman didn't raise her eyebrows, "You live your life, I live mine, don't bother each other, I don't want to see you, I think you too."

  Song Yueliang didn't speak any more, and left without looking back.

   This is how their mother and daughter have always been together.

   Each has his own opinion.

  Indifference and alienation.

  Tang Zheng sent Song Yueliang to the gate of Dongyuan. When he turned his head, he found a woman standing silently beside the flower garden behind her, her gaze fell on the distant figure of the car.

   He frowned and walked around the woman.

  The lighter sounded, followed by a faint smell of tobacco.

  Tang Zheng turned his head, and the woman stood there lighting a cigarette and puffing out clouds of smoke, with an elegant and skillful posture.

   "Smoking is not allowed in the Idle Man's Villa." He frowned so much that he could tie a knot.

  The woman's phoenix eyes looked over, and the tails of her eyes lightly lifted, "Really."

   After a pause, she asked again, "How much is the monthly salary for taking care of those flowers and plants?"

   "Two hundred, including room and board."

  Private villas, wages are much higher than outside.

   "That's enough money for cigarettes." The woman muttered in a low voice, took another puff of cigarette, and left gracefully, leaving only a faint smell of smoke in the air.

  Women ignored his warning.

  …

  Song Yueliang returned to the fenced courtyard at night.

   There are several long clothes drying poles in the yard, which almost fill up the small yard.

   On the right are pieces of bacon and sausages strung together with cotton ropes, which have been marinated and started to air-dry.

  On the left hangs the washed quilt cover and sheet, and even the cotton batting is spread out on the mat. After half a day of drying, it becomes swollen and soft, exuding the mixed smell of cotton and sunlight.

Seeing her mother coming back, Qi Qi jumped out of the main room, pointed at the quilts and sheets, very proud, "Mom, these are the new quilts I bought today! I washed the quilts and sheets together with my father, and they are waiting to dry." It can be used after being sewn onto the cotton wadding, and a new quilt can be covered as soon as grandma comes back."

   After finishing speaking, Wa'er raised her head again, and said expectantly, "Mom, is grandma coming back the day after tomorrow? Can I go pick her up with you?"

  Song Yueliang stroked her daughter's hair, and smiled a little forcedly, "Qiqi really wants to see grandma?"

   "Think about it."

   "When the time comes, Mom will take you to see her."

  Qi Qi was still young, so she didn't understand what her mother meant. She was going to see grandma, not pick her up. She was always happy.

  Fu Yanchi came out right behind her daughter, standing a few steps away.

  At this time, the sky was already dark, and the sun had already set, leaving only a little bit of twilight at the edge of the sky, which reflected the woman's expression dimly.

  He narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward to coax his daughter away, and then asked, "Is there an accident?"

  Song Yueliang was silent for a while, and said lightly, "It's not a surprise, she came out today, but she refused to go with me, and temporarily lives in the idler's villa, Tang Lao's territory."

"Aunt Li's temperament is the same as before, and it seems that nothing has changed." Not wanting to see the woman's gloomy expression, Fu Yanchi changed the topic, "Let's eat first, mother-in-law and uncle Gui have already prepared dinner, and I will wait for you to come back. There are many things you love food."

"Ok."

  The voices of people in the kitchen room in the fenced courtyard are as warm as ever.

  Back to this place, Song Yueliang's depression was relieved.

   I just always think of that woman, and the hideous scar on her face.

  For so many years, she has never really understood why the way she gets along with that woman is so blunt and indifferent, even though they are mother and daughter.

  (end of this chapter)