241,The most beautiful thing in the world is meeting each other
Unscrew the door handle with one hand and push it outward.
Before the crew-cut man could see the figure, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.
"Hey, brother Qingsong is back so soon? Let me guess, the blind date failed again?"
A petite girl appeared in front of the crew-cut man.
She has a pretty and round face, watery eyes like a puddle of autumn water, and shoulder-length hair.
When she looked at the flat-headed man, the autumn water seemed to ripple in circles, giving off a different brilliance.
Su Qingsong, a man with a flat head, seemed to have expected the long-haired girl to appear. He had no choice but to turn his head helplessly and shouted in the direction of the kitchen.
"Mom, Xuehua and I will go to the rooftop. Call me when the dumplings are ready."
"Wow, Aunt Su cooked dumplings today?"
The petite girl Fan Xuehua rubbed her nose, and sure enough she smelled a smell of meat coming out of the kitchen.
So she also headed towards the kitchen and shouted, "Aunt Su, I also want to eat the dumplings you made later..."
Soon, a knowing laughter came from the kitchen, "Okay, I'll make more dumplings later."
You go up and play first, and when the dumplings are ready, I'll call you down to eat."
"Thank you Aunt Su, I know Aunt Su is the best."
Fan Xuehua chuckled, shook her long hair, and started to turn around and go upstairs.
Su Qingsong was obviously used to her shamelessness, so he followed behind and said angrily.
"Stop flattering me. Why don't I see you helping me when I'm making dumplings?"
"Who said no? I came to your house to help last time, but your brother was not here."
Fan Xuehua took three steps at a time and went upstairs, not forgetting to turn around and urge Su Qingsong.
"Come up quickly and I'll take you to see the flowers I planted. Let me tell you, they're beautiful..."
Su Qingsong murmured in confusion, "Aren't they all blooming yet?"
But he followed quickly and came to the rooftop with his childhood sweetheart.
Fan Xuehua first ran forward two steps, then turned around, causing her long hair to flutter.
She opened her hands and looked at Su Qingsong with a smile. Behind her was a flower branch that had not yet bloomed.
"Look! I have planted half of the rooftop with flowers.
Wait until next spring, this place will become a sea of flowers, full of colorful flowers.
Then we can sit here, blowing the spring breeze, drinking tea, and smelling the flowers. Just thinking about it will make us feel very comfortable and comfortable."
Su Qingsong looked at her face, bathed in the sunlight, which seemed to reflect some light.
He also relaxed a little and smiled a little.
Then he looked at the pile of vases behind Fan Xuehua, looking at the crisp and tender flower vines swaying gently in the wind, imagining the scene of all the flowers blooming together next spring, and couldn't help but nod.
He said, "That picture is really beautiful."
"Really? I think it's beautiful too..."
When Fan Xuehua received the compliment, she immediately snorted proudly.
Then she turned around, inspected the growth of the flowers, and continued talking about other things.
"However, I had a very strange dream last night..."
At this time, Su Qingsong moved his eyes away from her body and looked up at the sky in the distance. He suddenly thought of the girl he had just been on a blind date with and subconsciously asked, "What dream?"
"I just dreamed that none of the flowers I planted bloomed, but instead sprouted grass buds all over the ground.
Qingsong, do you think I am like what is posted on the Internet?
Is it because you awakened some superpowers, and then you were noticed by Zhen'an Si or the people from Longmen Academy, and became one of them?"
Su Qingsong was thinking about something and didn't hear clearly. He just said casually, "There is a possibility..."
"Um?"
Fan Xuehua heard that this answer was a bit perfunctory and couldn't help but look back at Su Qingsong.
Sure enough, she saw Su Qingsong lost in thought.
So she stood up, stretched out a palm, and waved it twice in front of Su Qingsong.
"Hey, I'm talking to you, what are you thinking about?
Oh, I know, I must be thinking about the girl you just had a blind date with, right?"
After being exposed by his childhood sweetheart, Su Qingsong came back to his senses, quickly shook his head and said, "No, I was thinking about my grandpa."
"But the expression you showed just now cannot fool me.
Forget it, who made you my Qingsong brother..."
Fan Xuehua stood in front of Su Qingsong, looked up at this "brother" who was ten centimeters taller than her, and said with a smile, "Then tell me what you think?"
Su Qingsong's thoughts were seen through again, and he didn't dare to look her in the eyes. He turned his head and said softly, "After my grandpa retired from the Qi Ren Department of Zhen'an Division, he traveled all over the country.
My parents both felt that my grandpa wanted to relax and relieve his inner depression.
But I looked carefully and found that most of the photos my grandpa posted in the group were taken by him standing in front of the cave.
I think grandpa has something on his mind, maybe he wants to find some traces of an accomplished person..."
Got traces of an expert?
Fan Xuehua said thoughtfully, "You mean, grandpa, he has always had a knot in his heart because of Professor Qin's matter, and he can't untie it?"
"Yes, grandpa's relationship with Professor Qin and Vice President Zhang has always been very good..."
Su Qingsong continued, "But what happened to Professor Qin, maybe grandpa wants to help his good friend finish the rest of the journey."
"However, the traces of the Taoist master have always been elusive and mysterious. Can grandpa find him?"
"I don't know, just go with grandpa. Even if you don't find it, it's good to relax, and..."
Su Qingsong raised his hand to ruffle Fan Xuehua's hair, and the smile on his face became a little wider.
"That's my grandpa, not yours. Don't follow me."
Fan Xuehua immediately slapped off Su Qingsong's pig paws angrily, then tilted her head and snorted.
"No! You don't want me to scream, but I have to scream!"
Then Fan Xuehua took a look at Su Qingsong's expression and found that he didn't react. She couldn't help but feel relieved, but also felt a little disappointed.
She didn't talk much about this topic and quickly moved to another topic.
"By the way, I saw a poem a few days ago, and I immediately thought of your name, and then I ran to ask Aunt Su.
Aunt Su said that when they named you, it was indeed inspired by this poem."
Su Qingsong was a little surprised and said, "Does my name still have this origin? Why have my parents never mentioned it to me?"
"Hehe, of course you don't know. In fact, Uncle Hong and Aunt Su told me many things, but you don't know either."
"Then tell me a few things and I'll listen."
"Okay, but you have to call me sister first. I won't tell you until you do."
"You are only a few days older than me, so I won't bark."
"Hmph! Even if I was born six days earlier than you, I am still older than you. If you don't scream, then I won't say anything."
Fan Xuehua was silent for a while, and seeing that Su Qingsong didn't speak, she kicked a small stone away from her feet, looked up at Su Qingsong's side face, and said with a smile, "It's okay, isn't it because the blind date failed?
They don’t like you, they just haven’t gotten along with you and don’t understand you.”
Su Qingsong muttered, "It sounds like you know me very well."
"Of course I understand.
You see, in terms of surnames, Yunsu Pange, Xifan Penglang, we are all ranked second.
Also, I heard from my parents that we wore the same pants when we were kids..."
At this point, a blush appeared on Fan Xuehua's face, her voice weakened, and she added, "But don't think too much about it, those pants are my diapers, and you were the one who snatched them up..."
Fan Xuehua's body stiffened for a moment. She didn't expect that she would become more and more wrong as she spoke.
Then she walked away quickly with a blushing face.
Su Qingsong watched her figure leaving the rooftop, smiled helplessly, and followed her.
But just after he took two steps, he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but stop and muttered to himself, "The question I just asked my mother, it seems she hasn't answered me yet?
Forget it, mom probably doesn’t know how to answer me either..."
At this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded from the stairs.
Fan Xuehua's voice came next, revealing a hint of surprise.
"Qingsong, hurry up! Come down quickly!"
I just saw a husky, it seemed like a stray dog.
It just so happens that we can raise one together..."
Keep a husky?
I'm afraid that two homes are not enough for it to demolish, right?
Thinking of this, Su Qingsong couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and then walked away happily.
"I'm coming……"
…
In the kitchen, the weak figure was still making dumplings.
The water in the pot next to it has boiled, and the smoke is steaming, covering the face of the weak woman, making it difficult to see clearly.
Suddenly, she paused while wrapping dumplings, as if she remembered many happy and warm past events.
Then she continued to lower her head and wrap the dumplings.
At this time, the sunlight shining in from the window penetrated the smoke and fell on her face, showing an extremely gentle smile.
Soon, she put the wrapped dumplings into the pot one by one.
While watching the dumplings fall into the pot one by one, splashing water.
In front of the weak woman's eyes, pictures of those past events could not help but appear, which were also scenes of Su Qingsong's life from childhood to adulthood.
There is a scene of him with a runny nose, hugging the weak woman's thigh, crying and asking to be taken home.
There is also the way he smiles with satisfaction when holding his beloved toy.
There was also the time when he came home from school and shouted "Mom, I'm back"...
Countless scenes and pictures all clearly appeared in the mind of the weak woman at this moment.
And the sound of "Mom" kept echoing in my ears.
The weak woman couldn't help but laugh and murmured in a low voice, her voice as gentle and powerful as in the past years.
"Of course, mom was only in her twenties when she first met you."
…
At the same time, in the office of the Town Security Department.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Zhou Yixing turned around, and the sun shone on the side of his face, creating a halo of light.
He looked at Liu Yaxin with a smile and said an answer he had thought about many times in his heart.