Having said this, it seemed a bit pretentious not to accept it anymore. Duanmo pursed his lips and said, "Thank you, Captain Lu, but... don't give such expensive gifts in the future." I don't know how to repay this favor.
"I'm really sorry..."
"Cook more meals, right?"
"You're quite enlightened." Lu Wuchuan smiled and spread his hands, "I can't help it, your cooking skills are so good. After eating, I never want to eat out again."
"..." Is there anything wrong with being able to cook? Duanmo turned his head out the window angrily.
The bright summer sun casts a golden glow by the window. The shadows of the trees outside the window are whirling, and birds fly by from time to time, causing the leaves to make a rustling sound.
There is a cherry tree under the window, a wild and natural kind. The zigzag leaves are dotted with small cherry fruits. They are red, like red beans embedded in the green leaves, and are very similar to the tree in the backyard of the old house in Dongshan Town.
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The cherries produced by this kind of tree are much smaller than those sold on the market. They look bright red and plump, but are so sour. When grandma was still here, she would pick the fruits, wash them, add rock sugar and cook them into cherries.
Juice. The sweetness of rock sugar combines with the fruity sourness of cherries. It is sweet and refreshing. It is the most delicious drink in childhood.
Recalling the past, that woman's face unexpectedly appeared in my mind, and the corners of her slightly raised lips gradually dropped.
Feeling the change in the little girl's mood, Lu Wuchuan pushed the small plate containing tiramisu forward: "Wasting is not a good habit. You have to be responsible for eating what you ordered."
Duanmo turned around and said, "Lijun Lu, why don't you ask me what that person...is going on?"
Lu Wuchuan leaned back leisurely on the chair and shrugged: "I said that time on Dongshan that when you want to say something, I will listen at any time. Now...I still say the same thing."
Duan Mo bit his lower lip: "Do you think I'm... too cold and unfeeling?"
She didn't say anything about her relationship with the woman, but she was sure he knew.
Lu Wuchuan sat up straight: "Mo Mo, I believe you must have your reasons for doing this."
"But, you have to remember..." He paused and his expression became serious, "No matter what happens, I will always be on your side."
Duan Mo was stunned for a moment, and his tense expression gradually relaxed: "I don't know what happened between adults. I only know that when I was fourteen years old, she left without leaving a word.
.I thought my dad would also leave that home. But...he didn't."
"Dongshan Town is a small place with simple but conservative folk customs, and rumors are inevitable. My grandfather was in poor health before that, and he passed away after holding on for half a year. He had to go to work and take care of the elderly and children. My father was very tired. When he was on duty,
... Those uncles said that if he had moved faster at that time, he could have escaped."
Duanmo stopped, sucked a pearl from the milk tea, and chewed it slowly in her mouth, her expression as calm as her narration.
Lu Wuchuan said nothing, just looked at her quietly. But his heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, tightening tighter and tighter.
After swallowing what was in his mouth, Duanmo slowly spoke again: "Grandma said, no matter what happens, you must live a good life. She is still buying groceries, cooking, and doing housework as before, so calm that it seems real
It was as if nothing had happened. Until one morning, I never woke up again."
"That year, I was sixteen years old and underage. She came back and wanted to take me away, but I refused and locked her out. Half a month later, she left. From then on, we never saw each other again, until today
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"She would transfer tuition and living expenses on time, and send gifts on holidays and birthdays. After they were returned, they were all converted into cash transfers. When she was eighteen years old, I sent her a message telling her that she didn't need to transfer any more money, but she didn't listen and continued to transfer.
"
"From a certain perspective, she has fulfilled her responsibility. But some things... happened and can never be made up for."
"You may call me bad or cold-blooded, but I... just can't forgive her betrayal of the family."
"Mo Mo, you... are very good." When she was a teenager, she was still at the age when she should be acting like a spoiled child in the arms of her parents. She was burdened with these pains, but she still managed to walk tenaciously step by step to where she is today. Who can say that such a girl is not good?
Suppressing the lingering pain in his heart, Lu Wuchuan said softly: "Just do whatever you want to do. Don't worry if you don't want to do it." This was how he had been doing since he was a child.
It wasn't perfunctory comfort, nor was it false persuasion, nor was it soulless chicken soup. His eyes were clean and pure, as if there was a little bit of starlight.
Duan Mo stared at him for a while, and a smile appeared on his calm face: "Lijun Lu, you look like a weirdo who teaches children bad things!"
"Boss is not a good person to begin with." Lu Wuchuan leaned forward slightly and his voice dropped a few degrees, "How is it? Are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid of you, you hammer!" Duan Mo leaned back in his chair, shaking his shoulders and laughing. The depression in his heart was dispelled, like the sky washed away by heavy rain, the haze dissipated, leaving only a blue sky.
The little girl put it down on her own, and Lu Wuchuan didn't want to dwell on this topic anymore. He returned to his leisurely state and asked, "When does the party start?"
"At two o'clock in the afternoon, let's have dinner first, and then continue the KTV stall." Duanmo put a small piece of tiramisu into his mouth. The sweet milky aroma and the bitterness of the coffee blended together. Not only was it not contradictory, but it was interesting.
A different kind of aroma.
Lu Wuchuan tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically: "Let me remind you, it's best not to drink alcohol. You must always keep a clear mind and don't agree to things you shouldn't agree to."
"I'm going to attend the graduation party, not the Hongmen Banquet." Duan Mo wrinkled his nose with disdain.
Lu Wuchuan raised his eyebrows: "After graduation, we will go our separate ways from now on. What I didn't dare to say or do in the past, now I have nothing to worry about. If it succeeds, everyone will be happy. If it doesn't succeed, the worst is that we won't see each other again."
The graduation party is an emotional booster. Along with the sadness of farewell, people often muster up the courage to give it a last try. Regardless of success or failure, it will no longer become a topic of discussion among classmates.
Duanmo finally understood what he meant: "Uncle, from what you said, it sounds like you have quite a lot of experience! Have you confessed your love at a graduation party before, or have you been confessed to?"
"It's about you! Don't talk to me about anything else." The originally rhythmic tapping turned into tapping, "Send your location before 9:30 p.m. and I will pick you up."
"No need... It's like you are my guardian." Duan Mo, who had never been restricted by his parents, was very uncomfortable with it.
"Who said you will listen to me from now on?" Lu Wuchuan raised his chin, full of parental style.
"Don't dare, don't dare, I promise to send you the location before 9:30,...Uncle Lu~~~"
The word "Uncle Lu" was pronounced in a long tone, full of jokes.