Bai Lu walked up and asked, "Jinbao, why are you so sure? Do you know something?"
"No, I just heard from my eldest brother that he would postpone his marriage to Song Xiaomei until three years later. These three years are a long time, and I don't know how many things will happen during this period," Jin Bao said.
"Three years?" Su Jianmin thought about it secretly, and then smiled.
Bai Lu asked him why he was laughing, and he said: "I thought the two of them planned to get married in the next few days when they came back. I didn't expect it would be three years. That silly boy Zhiyuan is still too naive. I can guarantee that the girl from the Song family can't do it."
Wait for him for three years."
"Isn't it just three years?" Bai Lu said from the bottom of her heart, "I feel like three years is not a long time. If it were me, if I like someone, let alone three years, even if I were asked to wait for thirty years,
OK……"
Su Jianmin looked at his wife's eyes flashing with light, and said with a smile: "We were very affectionate at that time, and we were willing to wait for each other for a lifetime after just a few letters and a few words. Children today are different from us back then."
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"Don't talk about us being so old. What's the difference? I think we're pretty much the same."
"Anyway, let's not worry about Zhiyuan. I will wait quietly for three years." Su Jianmin changed his frown from before and raised the corners of his lips and said, "Let's see if Zhiyuan can take Song Xiaomei home by then.
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The next day, Su Zhiyuan went to Song Xiaomei's house and wanted to invite her to his home to meet his parents again and have a good chat.
"My parents have a little misunderstanding about you now. If you get along with them more, I think they will soon accept you and like you."
The two people were talking outside the door. When Song Xiaomei was hesitating, her mother suddenly walked up to her and said to Su Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, I'm sorry. I'm afraid Xiaomei can't go to your house today. She has something to do in the afternoon and has to stay with me."
Go to her grandma’s house.”
"That's it, okay then," Su Zhiyuan said, "Xiaomei, I'll come see you tomorrow."
The two waved goodbye. Seeing him walking away, Song Xiaomei felt quite guilty and had a feeling of uneasy conscience.
Zhiyuan was thinking about himself in this way, and even invited her to his house to meet his parents to deepen their relationship, but she wanted to meet other men behind his back.
"Mom, isn't it good for us to lie to him like this? I still don't see the Xiao Liu you mentioned..."
Song Xiaomei said that she wanted to go out to chase Zhiyuan, but her mother forcefully dragged her back home.
"You silly girl! What's wrong with this?" She pretended to hate iron and steel, "Xiaomei, you are too simple and stupid. With a character like yours, it is easy to suffer in society.
, do you know?"
"I don't think I'm stupid, I just don't want to lie to him..."
Shen Mei frowned and said: "How can this be considered a lie? This just gives you one more choice and opportunity in your life. If after meeting Xiao Liu, you feel that you still like Su Zhiyuan more, then I won't stop you, mom."
After saying that, her tone suddenly became tough, "Anyway, your father has called someone here, and Xiao Liu will be here in the afternoon. If you run away at this time, what will your father and I do?"
After struggling for a while, Song Xiaomei thought that it didn't matter if she met Liu Yukun.
Just a simple chat, just like getting to know an ordinary friend...
After she comforted herself, she sat in the living room and waited for a while.
Just when she started to get impatient, her father brought him home.
"Oh, Xiao Liu, you're finally here!" Upon seeing them, Shen Mei stepped forward with great enthusiasm.
Liu Yukun arched his eyebrows and showed a big smile, "I'm sorry, Aunt Shen, I just went to the supply and marketing cooperative and brought you some gifts, so I'm late. Have you been kept waiting?"
"You came as soon as you said you would. What gift did you bring?" Shen Mei said as she pulled her daughter who was still sitting on the chair and motioned for her to get up and say hello to Xiao Liu.
There was canned pork in the box, which was considered a very expensive gift.
Song Xiaomei reluctantly stood up and looked at Liu Yukun for a while, with disgust in her eyes.
What? Is this the person my mother keeps praising? How can he be as good as Zhiyuan? He is a lot shorter, probably only a little over 1.7 meters tall, not to mention his face, which is at most a little prettier than an ordinary person. Diandian's appearance is simply incomparable to Zhiyuan's.
What kind of vision do parents have? If she had known he looked so ordinary, she wouldn't have wasted her time meeting him.
Song Xiaomei complained a lot in her heart and wanted to leave home immediately to find Zhiyuan.
Her mother noticed her expression, pulled her to her side, smiled at Liu Yukun and said, "Come on, come on, let me introduce you. This is my daughter Xiaomei. Xiao Liu, you have seen her photo."
Liu Yukun looked at Song Xiaomei, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was in a trance.
Seeing him staring at his daughter, Song Zhuangxian couldn't help but cough lightly beside him, "Ahem..."
"I'm sorry," Liu Yukun looked a little embarrassed and said with a blush, "Director Song, your daughter is really so pretty, and those who didn't know better thought she was a female star who came out of the posters on the wall...
I have never seen such a beautiful girl in my whole life, so I was stunned for a while, which was so rude."
Although Song Xiaomei was beautiful, she had never been praised so openly for her appearance, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly.
What girl doesn't like to be praised for her beauty? Of course Song Xiaomei is no exception. When she was with Su Zhiyuan, she always took the initiative, fearing that Zhiyuan would be snatched away by other female employees in the oil field. She was also the one who sent the letter in the first place. .
The letters Zhiyuan wrote back to her all talked about his daily work, as well as his ideals and aspirations for the future.
Even if the two of them met secretly, he never praised her for her beauty, nor did he say any sweet words...
Recalling the time spent with Su Zhiyuan in the past few months, although Song Xiaomei liked him very much, she always felt that there was a lack of romance. Nowadays, it is rare to hear someone praise her good-looking without any concealment, and she is quite satisfied.
Afterwards, Liu Yukun said that he majored in Chinese at university, and then chatted a lot with her.
"Xiaomei, to be honest, you really live up to your name. Xiao means petite and agile, and your beauty radiates from the inside to the outside. They say that appearance comes from the heart, and the beauty of appearance can only please people's eyes. , but inner beauty can infect people’s souls.”
Song Xiaomei was embarrassed by his praise, "We just met for the first time, how do you know what my soul is like?"
"Of course I know. From the first time I saw you, when I stared into your eyes, I knew that you are a kind and beautiful girl. Your eyes are like an elk running carefree in the forest, pure and flawless. Not stained by dust..."
Song Xiaomei interrupted: "Do all the boys in the Chinese department like to talk like this? It's like reciting poetry."
Liu Yukun smiled and shook his head, "It depends on the person. Only meeting the muse in our heart can inspire our inner inspiration. If it were ordinary girls who can be seen everywhere on the street, I would not be able to say such refined words.