Chapter 0743 get on the dumplings, get off the noodles
When Shen Dapeng stepped into the courtyard of the family building of the Public Security Bureau, the old guard at the door smiled and nodded. There were still various motorcycles and bicycles parked in the courtyard, and the narrow corridor became more inconvenient.
The building doors of each unit are still looking dilapidated for many years, and it is still unclear which floor in the corridor has the lights off.
Shen Dapeng walked into the innermost unit. As soon as he entered, he smelled the mixed smell of various pickles and pickled vegetables. It was unpleasant, but he felt friendly at the same time.
Step by step on the familiar stairs, I suddenly remembered that when I was just reborn, I was walking on these stairs with my father. At that time, he also swore that he would get into a good university, stand out, and
You buy a big house for your parents so that they can enjoy happiness.
Now he has been admitted to Shuimu University, one of the top universities in the country, and started a company behind his parents' back, making money. However, the big house he once promised his parents has never been fulfilled.
It's not that Shen Dapeng is unfilial and wants to break his promise. It's just that as a freshman in college, if he suddenly spends a large amount of money to buy a house for his parents, his parents will definitely be suspicious and worried. Rather than letting his parents worry all day long, it's better to let him
The couple continued to live a stable and practical life.
Standing at the door of my house, I looked at the two small jars placed next to the door. They should be pickles made by my mother. When I opened the lid, I saw that one jar contained pickled cucumbers and the other jar contained pickled garlic!
Shen Dapeng smelled the sweet and sour smell of garlic, couldn't help but pick up one, and started eating directly, with a squeaking sound in his mouth and his eyes shining brightly.
It hasn't changed, it still smells the same, my mother's.
While I was still chewing a clove of garlic in my mouth, the door of my house suddenly opened for some unknown reason, and I saw my mother holding a garbage bag in her hand, about to put it behind the door.
Both mother and son were stunned for a moment. This scene was so dramatic.
"Dapeng, why are you back so soon?"
"Didn't I call you? The train arrived yesterday!"
"I thought, I thought you would go out with your friends and not come back today."
“I don’t want to party, I want to eat mom’s cooking!”
"Eat! Make it! Mom will make it for you right now!"
"Mom, are you... not going to let me in?"
"Ah?" Liu Fengyun then remembered. After talking for a long time, her son hadn't even entered the room yet, so he immediately laughed at himself and said, "Look at my head, everything goes crazy when I get excited. Son, Mom misses you so much, come in quickly!"
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"Where's my dad?" Shen Dapeng took off his shoes and went into the house, put the package on the doorstep, and walked all the way to the living room, but he didn't see his father. He had a three-day holiday on New Year's Day, so his father should be at home.
"Oh, he seems to be having a meeting at work. It's a new year, and there are always some messy policies and charters. I don't understand them. Anyway, your dad has been exhausted these past few days."
Liu Fengyun was as happy as if she had won the lottery. Her lips almost reached behind her ears. She kept staring at her son with a smile, as if she could never get enough of him.
"Mom, don't look at me like that, what are you going to do!"
"What are you doing? Why don't you let your son see how handsome he is? My precious eldest son, you are such a heartless guy. People say that you forget your mother when you marry a daughter-in-law. You are still in school, and you have already turned your father into a child.
Mom, I forgot all about it. How many phone calls did you make to your family in one semester?"
"I..." Shen Dapeng gestured with his fingers, and finally had to smile awkwardly. He took the initiative to contact his family, as if he could count them on one hand, which was indeed a bit outrageous.
"As soon as I wanted to call you, your dad told me about my kindness as a woman, saying that you had a hard time studying in the capital, so you didn't let me disturb you to save you from distractions. Hey, I was confused. My son had a fight with his parents.
You can’t study well just by talking on the phone?”
"It's okay not to call. I can't see you anyway, so I should think about it anyway! I knitted a pair of woolen trousers for you in the autumn. Some time ago, your grandma filled the trousers with new cotton. I wanted to send them to you.
Your dad still won’t let me do it, saying that Beijing is a big city and people don’t wear home-made woolen trousers or cotton trousers, but the beautiful ones from the mall.”
"Then I went to the mall to look at the cotton-padded clothes and trousers. They were indeed beautiful, but they were not very warm. It is when you are growing, so your legs should not be frozen. Otherwise, when you get older, you will be as old as your grandma.
Cold legs!”
"Oh, by the way, the peanuts grown at your grandma's house are good for replenishing qi, blood, and nourishing the stomach. I was worried that you might get stomach problems if you don't eat well outside, so I wanted to mail it to you, but your dad still wouldn't let me, saying it was from the countryside.
It will embarrass you. He can tell you all the nonsense. I don’t understand my own son yet. My son is not someone who dislikes poverty and loves wealth..."
For a long time, Shen Dapeng sat on the sofa without saying a word, only listening to his mother's incoherent sentence after sentence. It seemed that there were endless words, endless stories, and endless grievances.
"Mom, why didn't you mail it to me? You don't even know that I'm wearing woolen trousers and cotton trousers bought in the store. They're not as comfortable as the ones you and grandma made!"
"Look, I'm right, right? Your dad is a stubborn donkey, but I can't be tough on him. For the past six months, I haven't dared to make phone calls, didn't dare to mail clothes, and couldn't send food..."
"Mom! My son misses you too!!"
Without waiting for Liu Fengyun to say anything else, Shen Dapeng stretched out his hands and hugged his mother tightly. It was not like the loss and recovery when he was just reborn, but his apology for the neglect of his parents, which made him unable to calm down for a long time.
"Son, I'm not saying that your dad doesn't care. It's just that your dad is too proud to tell me, but he always secretly inquires with your aunt. He doesn't know yet, but your aunt told me everything. Haha, you said
Is he too stupid to know that your aunt and I are biological sisters?"
Liu Fengyun thought that her words had been misunderstood and that her life was aggrieved, so she hurriedly kept explaining. However, she hugged her son whom she had not seen for a long time tightly and was reluctant to let go of her arms.
"Son, are you hungry? Mom will cook for you. It will be ready soon!" Liu Fengyun suddenly thought that her son had been on the train for a day and a night and probably hadn't eaten yet. She was afraid that her son would be hungry, so she hurriedly got up and walked to the kitchen.
I looked for a few simple side dishes in the refrigerator and started making noodles again without bothering, "Get on the dumplings, get off the noodles! Mom will cook braised noodles for you. How about it? I haven't eaten them in months. Are you hungry?"
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"No, Mom, don't say it yet, my mouth is about to drool." Shen Dapeng joked with a smile, looking around this almost unchanged home.
The leather sofa under my buttocks was dented and had no elasticity. I had long promised to replace it, but my father said it was comfortable to sit on.
The lamp above the head clearly has eight bulbs, but four are always on. My mother said this saves electricity.
The window on the window sill leaked wind, causing the curtains to sway slightly. It should have been replaced with more popular large aluminum alloy windows, but we continued to use the old rusted iron windows. My father said that the old ones were of better quality.