Chapter 55 Coat

Twenty-five years?

Looking at the kind expression on Rong Ying's face, Mu Qing asked subconsciously, "Have you seen it before...you know my mother?"

Rong Ying looked at the undisguised surprise on his face, but she felt a little strange: "I do know her, but how did you guess so accurately?"

Mu Qing smiled: "My intuition has always been very accurate, you can regard this as my special little skill."

His voice was light, but the smile on Rong Ying's face suddenly faded.

As if suddenly tired, she sat on the sofa next to the edge of the small table, and sighed softly: "Is it because your parents have separated?"

It's just that although there was hesitation in her tone, the look on her face was completely certain.

Mu Qing was silent for a moment, and then chuckled helplessly: "I didn't want to say these things to annoy you, but now it seems that I'm doing nothing more."

Rong Ying shook her head: "When I asked your mother about you before, she didn't mention your father at all, so I guessed that they might not be able to live. Your reaction just now was just to give me a Just the exact news. That's fine too, and saves me having to guess."

She was taken aback for a moment, but she came back to her senses immediately, and smiled at Mu Qing again and said, "By the way, did I forget to tell you? I have taught for several years in the city, and your mother, Tao Shuang, is the best student I have ever brought."

Mu Qing was really surprised this time: "It's such a coincidence." His mother used to be a student of Grandma Yu Yifeng's. This coincidence is a bit too exaggerated.

"I think so too." Rong Ying said with a smile, "I heard that little bastard in my family talking about you earlier, and my first reaction was someone with the same name and surname; but the more I heard him, the more I felt like you. After your class, I dug out your mother's contact information and asked around, only to finally decide."

When she spoke, she pursed her lips unconsciously, and Mu Qing saw it in his eyes, then reached out and tested the water temperature of the teapot on the table with the back of his hand. When he found that it was a little hot, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Rong Ying. Tea.

Rong Ying watched his movements, and suddenly there was a little nostalgia in his eyes: "You are very careful, very like your mother."

She picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "Can I tell you about your mother's high school days?"

Mu Qing usually doesn't communicate much with Tao Shuang, but he doesn't reject knowing about his mother from other people's mouths, so he nodded: "Then I have to listen carefully."

"Where do I start?" Rong Ying put down the teacup and thought for a while, then clapped her hands lightly, "Then let's start with her popular parts."

"When your mother was in high school, she was the most popular girl in our school. Not only because of her good looks, but also because of her compromise and carefulness in dealing with others. She was my class representative at that time. , every time I get homework..."

The summer wind blew into the room along the window, so the reflection of the roses danced on the thin gauze curtain.

Listening to his mother's "feat" in high school, Mu Qing couldn't help laughing: "Did she really beat that boy?"

"That's right." Rong Ying remembered the scene at that time, and couldn't stop laughing, "The boy later came to complain to me, saying, 'I just want to help Tao Shuang with the luggage, it's not a robbery, she came up with a kick , it hurts to death!'"

She learned so vividly that Mu Qing heard it interestingly: "It turns out that she has times like this too."

"Of course, everyone grows up slowly from childhood." Rong Ying smiled, "At that time, our teachers were saying that if anyone can marry Tao Shuang in the future, it would be a great blessing. …”

As she said that, she couldn't help but sighed when she thought about what happened now.

Mu Qing added a little tea to her and said softly, "No one can tell about emotional matters. If people who are not suitable are together, it's better to break up."

"That's right." Rong Ying regained his energy and looked at Mu Qing again, "Then, why did they... ah, if it's inconvenient, it doesn't matter if they don't say it."

Mu Qing looked at the hesitation in her eyes and took over the topic with a smile: "It's not inconvenient."

He briefly talked about what happened back then, and finally smiled: "If I hadn't said that at the time, maybe they could get along for a while longer."

Rong Ying shook his head: "It's not your problem. Since they have irreconcilable contradictions themselves, separation is inevitable, no matter how sooner or later. Better to say, earlier is better."

There was a sweet fragrance from the roses in the courtyard, Rong Ying raised her head and looked out the window, but her brows suddenly furrowed slightly: "If my daughter had half her courage back then, she wouldn't have left me so early, and let me let her go. Xiaofeng has become what he is now."

Such a topic was not suitable for Mu Qing to speak, so he did not speak, and accompanied Rong Ying to quietly look out the window.

The pink, white, red and tender flowers on the flower stand danced gently in the wind. Yu Yifeng walked through the window with a bamboo basket full of flower buds in one hand, and a garden ladder in the other hand. dusty apron.

Aware of the sight coming from inside the room, he turned his head sideways with a bright smile, and then continued to walk outside.

Rong Ying's full of sadness was dispelled by Yu Yifeng's smile, and she scolded with a smile, "Little bastard, my feelings are brewing, so I interrupted with a snap."

Seeing that Rong Ying's mood had calmed down, Mu Qing smiled and pushed the dessert on the table toward her: "It means that the weather is so good, you should eat dessert and recall happy things."

Rong Ying looked at him with a smile: "That's true. I'm getting old, so I just need to be happy. For the rest, I'll ask Yu Yifeng to talk to you slowly in the future."

Although this meeting came suddenly, when Mu Qing walked out of the door of Rong Ying's house again, it was already in the middle of the moon.

Rong Ying instructed Yu Yifeng to go to the house to pack the ingredients for Mu Qing's dessert, and then pulled Mu Qing alone and said, "Although these things are a bit redundant for me to tell you, this child was greatly influenced by his father when he was a child, so he has Whether it is good to do things or look at things at times, it will be different from other people."

She patted Mu Qing's arm: "If he does something in the future that you are not happy with or don't like, you must not indulge him. You must teach him a lesson so that he can have a long memory, you know?"

Mu Qing looked at her earnest expression, and was about to nod her head in response, when Yu Yifeng's voice suddenly came from inside the house: "Grandma! Where is the thing you said? I didn't find it!"

"This child, I can't find anything." Rong Ying sighed helplessly, and told Mu Qing to get in the car and wait, before heading into the house.

Mu Qing opened the car door with Yu Yifeng's car key in his hand, but did not sit in and wait as he said, but reached out and touched the back seat of the car, waited for a while, then walked out, and came slowly. Behind the car, he reached out and opened the trunk that had been closed.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of roses hit the nostrils, Mu Qing only had time to glance quickly, then immediately closed the car cover, took a few steps back and leaned against the rose bushes, coughed a few times, He managed to stop the itch in his throat.

But even for a moment, he still saw clearly what was in the trunk.

It was Yu Yifeng's coat.