novelaction Chapter 127 Mother told me to attack her heart
Chapter 127 Mother told me to attack her heart
"You are so stupid!" The beautiful woman was dumbfounded. "What mother means is that she doesn't love you, just like you don't like coriander. It's an instinct and there is no reason for it."
Little Xuner frowned, "But there is a reason why Xuner doesn't like to eat coriander. Because coriander is smelly. But Xuner doesn't smell bad, why doesn't she like it?"
"...Child," the beautiful woman tried to change the subject, "Do you think the fish in the water are beautiful?"
Xiao Xun'er shook his head, "It doesn't look good."
"Look!" The beautiful woman's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands, "Snap!" "Isn't that it? Mother thinks the fish is beautiful, so mother is happy. But you think it's ugly, so naturally you can't be happy. Do you understand what mother said?"
Xiao Xun'er lowered his eyes, and after several breaths, he raised them again and looked at his mother.
But the beautiful woman could see through his look at a glance. It was obvious that her son still disagreed.
Sure enough, her son said, "Xun'er said it was not pretty because he was in a bad mood right now. If he is in a better mood tomorrow, and mother asks again, then Xun'er will naturally say it is pretty."
The beautiful woman took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and then said one word, "Hmm."
But I silently repeated something in my heart to comfort myself: don't argue with children about right or wrong, and don't argue with the elderly.
Unexpectedly, her son did not give up, but continued, "If she doesn't like Xun'er today, then Xun'er will ask again tomorrow. If she still doesn't like him tomorrow, then Xun'er will ask again the day after tomorrow. Xun'er has no chronic illness, and he is a man who can stand up to the sky and stand tall. How can he not be liked by a woman? Mother, don't be sad and sigh. Xun'er will definitely marry the best woman in the world, and she will definitely like him!"
"..."
His mother was stunned. What he said before seemed to be fine. But what did I mean by "sighing sadly"? Why did I sigh? Didn't he understand?
Knew it……
"Xun'er, mother feels that you have some problems with reading comprehension. Mother will go to the study and give you a story and write down a few questions. Please spend some time thinking about it."
"Oh." Xiao Xun'er responded obediently.
The beautiful woman sighed again, then stood up and went to ask questions.
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Shen Qingqian waved her palm in front of Diwuxun's eyes several times, "Diwuxun? Diwuxun?"
Diwu Xun's confused eyes suddenly focused, "Yes."
Shen Qingqian then frowned, "What are you thinking about? I've called you several times."
"I think of my mother." Diwuxun smiled and said lightly.
"Um..." Shen Qingqian was stunned, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it."
In fact, how could it not be intentional? Just by looking at his eyes changing from confusion to doubt to happiness to confusion, and then back to confusion, she knew that he was thinking of Nancy again, thinking of the person in his memory.
She didn't want to see him lost, nor did she want to see him continue to indulge, so she forced him to wake up.
Diwu Xun's smile was a little bitter. "It doesn't matter. I just thought about what I said to my mother when I was young about what I should do if I find a girl I like in the future."
Shen Qingqian's eyes suddenly lit up. She had only seen the young Diwu Xun a few times in her dreams a few days ago when she was about to write the book.
Little Diwuxun is so sweet and soft, she is as delicate as a piece of jade, and speaks in a muffled voice, which is very adorable.
At that time, the streets and alleys of Nancy were full of rumors about the first birthday ceremony of the young master of the general's mansion. It was not until he became the prince's companion at the age of three that it was gradually replaced by another rumor of his own.
"What should we do?" Shen Qingqian thought for a moment, handed the blanched meat to Diwuxun, and took the opportunity to ask.
The smile on Diwu Xun's lips changed color, and with a hint of shyness, he said softly, "My mother told me to go straight to her heart."
"Wow!" Shen Qingqian smacked her lips in disbelief. "Mother-in-law is so domineering! She's letting you do it straight away!"
"No!" Diwuxun laughed out loud, "Mother later said that the two sides must be in love with each other and cannot be taken by force!"
Shen Qingqian put a piece of meat into her bowl and nodded, "My mother-in-law is right! Then what? Are you pretending not to understand and making trouble with my mother-in-law?"
"Yeah?" Diwu Xun raised his eyebrows, "My wife is the one who understands me!" He pursed his lips and laughed again, "But, I didn't pretend not to understand. It was just that I was young at that time and couldn't understand my mother's meaning, so I argued a few words based on theory, but now..." He paused, put the meat in the bowl into his mouth, and didn't say anything else.
Shen Qingqian fished out a lot of meat for Diwuxun. No matter when, eating meat is the best way to relieve the pain in one's heart.
They didn't say anything else. She mistook Diwuxun's silent sobbing as the bubbling sound of hot pot soup.
The smoke was curling up, his shoulders were trembling slightly, his proud head was buried in the bowl in front of him, he swallowed quietly, and never looked up again.
Shen Qingqian shabu-shabued more meat. The thin slices of meat quickly changed color in the boiling soup pot. She silently took the colander, scooped out the meat and poured it into the plate in front of him.
If he doesn't tell, she won't ask.
He didn't want her to see him cry, so she pretended she saw nothing.
Adults don’t have to tell their sadness to anyone, but just need a space to release it.
She stood up silently and said, "I'm going to get some fruit, wait for me."
Then he closed the door and went out.
She leaned against the door of the private room for a long time, and finally, in the not-so-quiet environment, she heard low laughter coming from inside the room, which then gradually turned into low sobs.
Whether it was laughter or crying, it was filled with sorrow, reluctance, and nostalgia.
She clenched her hand into a fist, and her thumb, which was clenched in the palm of her hand, was slightly painful.
Diwuxun, cry, and you will feel better.
She paused for a while, and when she could no longer hear the crying inside, she took out the mask from her pocket and put it on. After she took two steps, a waiter passing by happened to walk towards her.
She stopped and waited for the waiter to come closer before saying, "Please help me get a fruit plate, with more watermelon."
"Okay, which room is it? I'll send it to you." The waiter asked with a smile.
Shen Qingqian said, "No, I'll wait for you here, I can take it over myself."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The young man was very fast. In just three or two minutes, he came with a fruit plate.
"Thank you."
Shen Qingqian walked to the door with the watermelon in her hand, and paused for a few breaths. When she heard that there was indeed no more sad sobbing in the house, she pushed the door open and went in.
Diwuxun has leaned back in his chair, regaining his previous detached self, and seems to be still the calm and mature young man.
Only his slightly swollen and red eyes told Shen Qingqian that he was just an ordinary person, someone who could cry and laugh, just like her, and who missed his deceased relatives.
Shen Qingqian pretended to be nonchalant, smiled and pointed at the fruit plate full of large pieces of watermelon in her hand, and said, "Shaoqing has been waiting for a long time. Come, have some watermelon to moisten your throat!"