Mumu had just prepared dinner and put it on the table when Yuan Qingmei opened the door and walked in with a sullen look on her face. She kicked off her shoes and sat on the chair, sulking to herself.
Mumu glanced at her, hesitated, and asked, "Want to eat?"
"No more!" Zhang Yiyi had just taken away all the money, including Zhang Huaiqing's calligraphy and paintings. Yuan Qingmei was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Mumu didn't ask any more questions, and sat in the living room by herself. After serving the meal, she ate in small bites.
The more Yuan Qingmei thought about it, the more unwilling she became. She took out her mobile phone from her bag, frowned tightly, and after struggling, she got up and pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom. After a while, her deliberately low voice came from inside.
"I...I have something to talk to your boss about..."
"I've thought about that matter. If you want my help, no problem, but... I can't do it in vain!"
"Yes, I want money!"
"Okay! Just wait for my good news!"
In the living room, Mumu's little brows slightly frowned. She didn't eat much for dinner. After clearing the table, she went to cut some fruit. The fruit was a special price bought from the vegetable market. The auntie who ran the fruit stall was kind-hearted.
Well, I saw that he was a child who often came to buy things, so I kept all the fruits that had some flaws in appearance but did not affect the pulp inside, and sold them to Mumu at half the price.
He cut the fruit into a plate, took it out and placed it on the table. At this time, Yuan Qingmei came out, her mood was obviously much better. She sat down to eat the fruit with her son and asked casually, "Mumu, where is your father?"
"Going fishing." Mumu replied calmly.
Yuan Qingmei frowned, "I know how to do these useless things all day long!"
Mu Mu suddenly raised his head and looked at her, "Do you want to help those people catch that sister?"
Yuan Qingmei's expression changed and she immediately glared at her son, "Mumu, this is an adult's business, don't worry about children!" After saying that, she did not forget to warn, "Don't tell anyone about this matter, understand?
"
Mumu remained silent, lowered his head, and ate the fruit silently.
Mother and son don't usually communicate much. Mumu has always grown up with his father, and his attitude towards Yuan Qingmei has always been very cold, and he rarely even calls her "mom".
Yuan Qingmei looked at her son and didn't know how to communicate. He was different from Xiao Chun. Xiao Chun had a carefree temperament, while Mu Mu was more sensitive and delicate. Although he was young, Yuan Qingmei still couldn't figure out what this child was.
What are you thinking about? As time went by, the relationship between mother and son became more and more intense.
"Brother..." Mumutou lowered his head, "What kind of person is he?"
Yuan Qingmei was stunned, Mumu had never asked this before, what happened today?
However, when mentioning her eldest son, Yuan Qingmei couldn't help laughing and said, "Your brother has been playful since he was a child, and he is not as good at studying as you are. Let alone being the first in the grade, even the first in the class.
He hasn’t even passed the exam. However, his brain works very quickly and he can do everything except studying. It’s really mind-blowing.”
It can be heard that Yuan Qingmei dotes on Zhang Yichun, and even her eyebrows smile when she mentions him. He is her only comfort in the Zhang family.
"What about...sister?"
The smile on Yuan Qingmei's face suddenly dropped, and she said in a cold voice, "You only have one brother, she is not your sister!"
Mumu tilted his head and looked at her, "If my brother calls me sister, shouldn't I call her sister?"
Yuan Qingmei didn't know why Mu Mu was asking these questions. She frowned and thought he was a bored child. She waved her hand irritably, "I won't mention her anymore. If I mention her, I will get upset."
Mumu said no more, lowered her head again, not knowing what she was thinking.
At this time, Mu Wei came back, carrying fishing gear and whistling as he entered the door, "Son, is dinner ready?"
"Yeah." Mumu agreed. Yuan Qingmei saw that he was still so leisurely and actually in the mood to go fishing, and she immediately got angry. She held his ear and entered the room, "Come in!"
After the door was closed, Yuan Qingmei's scolding voice was heard not long after.
Mumu blinked her dark eyes thoughtfully, jumped off the chair and picked up her coat, "I went to my classmate's house to do my homework."
Mu Wei's voice came from inside, "Come back soon..."
Yuan Qingmei asked suspiciously, "When did he have such a good classmate?"
Mu Wei shrugged, "As a child, just play together a few times." After saying that, he gave her another bear hug, "Meimei..."
Mumu closed the door, put on his hat, and revealed half of his pink face. He took out a small notebook in his pocket, in which many things were densely recorded on each page. He glanced at it a few times, and then
Put it away again, enter the elevator and press the first floor...
Zhang Yichun went to school to catch up on his vacation and keep in touch with the department head. It would be convenient when he asks for leave next time. It was getting dark and he was ready to leave after receiving a call from Yu Ye.
Before I even left the school gate, I was stopped by the security guard in the duty room at the door. He said to the other side, "Classmate Zhang, do you know that kid?"
"Who is it?" Zhang Yichun poked his head and glanced out the window. He was a boy of six or seven years old, sitting quietly across the road, writing and drawing in a small book in his hand.
He shook his head, "I don't know."
"That kid just came over to ask you. I've seen him a few times before." The security guard joked, "Classmate Zhang, he looks a bit like you. Isn't he your illegitimate son outside?"
Zhang Yichun smiled and cursed, walked out of the school gate curiously, and went straight to the little boy sitting across the road.
Approaching this little guy, Zhang Yichun lowered his head and glanced at his little notebook. The little boy's handwriting was neat, and he wrote down some things like time, place and so on.
Feeling someone approaching, Mumu raised his head and looked at the big boy in front of him. His clear and calm gaze made Zhang Yichun a little embarrassed, as if he was deliberately looking at him secretly.
He sat next to him and stared at Mumu. If the security guard hadn't said it just now, he hadn't noticed it yet. Upon closer inspection, he saw that this little guy's features were somewhat similar to his own. He asked curiously, "Kid, it's you.
Find me?"
Mumu put away the notebook calmly, stood up and left without saying a word.
Zhang Yichun was stunned and quickly followed, "My little friend, you haven't answered me yet?"
Seeing that the little boy remained silent, Zhang Yichun became even more surprised and followed him involuntarily, "Boy, where is your home? Why are you coming out alone so late? Also, what on earth do you want to see me for?"
Staring at Mumu, a thought flashed through his mind. Could it be that he was really the... dragon species that he left behind among the people without knowing it?!
Look at the age of this child, he is at least six or seven years old. He is only 19 years old. If he can give birth to such an old son, then his virginity will be lost at the age of 12!
By the way, it is not impossible for him to be that person at the age of 12, but... if he has a child, wouldn't it be a bit too much of a test of his ability?
This idea almost made Zhang Yichun himself anxious, but the more he thought about it, the more his attention was attracted by the child, and he had to find out his origin.
Mumu walked forward quietly, putting her hands in her pockets. When crossing the road, she obeyed the traffic rules very much and did not step onto the zebra crossing until the green light on the opposite side turned on.
Suddenly, an electric car rushed over and almost hit Mumu when he turned a corner.
The man glared at Mumu, cursed and started to leave. Unexpectedly, he was dragged out of the car.
Zhang Yichun grabbed the man by the collar, pointed at Mumu and said coldly to him, "Apologise!"
Mumu was stunned, her big eyes looking at Zhang Yichun who was standing in front of her.
The other party struggled, "You...what do you want to do...let go! Otherwise, I will call the police!"
"Haha, you are such a big man. You don't look at the traffic lights while riding your bicycle. You bump into other people's children and you don't even say sorry. Aren't you embarrassed? How can you have the nerve to educate your own children in the future? If you want to call the police, that's better.
Ah, call up the road surveillance to see how you broke the rules! Maybe you can even be on the city traffic channel and be publicized as a model." Zhang Yichun sneered, despite his young age, but after being tempered by Haizhimen, he has a strong momentum.
They were completely different, and the aura they exuded invisibly made the other party flinch.
Since it was at a crossroads, there were many people around. Seeing Zhang Yichunda's attitude of fighting to the end, that person didn't want to make things worse, so he mumbled "I'm sorry" to Mumu, and then he got on the electric bike and started driving quickly.
leave.
Zhang Yichun curled his lips, turned around, smiled at Mumu, the smile was bright and sunny, and took the initiative to reach out his hand, "Let's go!" For some reason, even if he eliminated that ridiculous idea, he saw this child from the first sight.
, there is an inexplicable sense of intimacy that makes people want to get closer involuntarily.
Her eyes gradually moved from his face to his big hands...
Mumu clearly remembered that there were many times when he was walking with his mother on the road. He wanted to hold her mother's hand and walk together like other children. But every time he held Yuan Qingmei's hand, she would shake it away hurriedly, and then she would hurriedly hold her hand.
He took two steps to distance himself from him. Unwilling to give in, he ran a few more steps and firmly held her hand again. As a result, he was thrown away again...until Mumu was thrown so hard by her that she fell to the ground.
On the ground, it was then that she realized that she would never hold his hand.
Mumu's little hands were hidden in his pockets, clenched tightly into small fists, but still did not reach out.
He lowered his head, walked around Zhang Yichun, and crossed the road.
Zhang Yichun was stunned for a moment, then grinned.
This kid is cool enough, he likes it.
Following Mumu, Zhang Yichun walked on the outside this time, protecting the little guy from being hit by cars on the roadside again.
"Boy, where is your home? I think I'd better take you back."
Mumu tilted her head and looked at him, then suddenly said, "Are you going to see your girlfriend?"
Zhang Yichun was stunned and touched his chin in confusion, "My girlfriend..."
His girlfriend...who? Tuantuan?
Zhang Yichun was not sure. He had never carefully considered his relationship with Tuantuan. When the child asked him, he didn't know how to answer.
Mumu said quietly, "She is not worthy of you."
Zhang Yichun's eyes widened, "Do you know her?" Subconsciously, his first reaction was to lock Tuan Tuan into the seat.
Mumu nodded and said calmly, "She is very clingy. I don't like girls who are clingy."