Early the next morning, Shui Sulan returned to the house after practicing Tai Chi in the yard, and saw her son flipping her hair against the window.
Shui Sulan put down the sword and picked up a soft white towel to wipe her sweat. While wiping, she scolded her son:
"It's so early in the morning, what are you doing here? You need to look in the mirror. I don't know if you've done enough upstairs before you come down? It's already the 3rd, why don't you go to the company? It's just the beginning of the new year, and you're so lazy , what does it look like? No matter what you do, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days is not enough. You can only be proud of your talent for a while, and you have to put in enough sweat to water the flowers of success, you know?"
Sang Su has a lazy temperament, and his goal in life is to be a good wife and mother. She is a good person in making a living, but she cannot take on the responsibility. The old couple do not force others to do anything, they only train their son as an heir, and they have strict requirements for him.
Sang Yuan looked out the window happily at the path. Before he could speak, he saw his father coming in with a Tai Chi fan.
"You are busy all year round, so it doesn't matter if you take two days off. The child knows it, so don't tell him anything."
"What kind of numbers does he have? As a father, you like him everywhere!"
Shui Sulan threw the towel into Sang Jingwen's arms angrily, then went upstairs to change in a murmur.
Although her voice was low, the father and son could still hear her clearly.
"Day after day, I can't do anything. I brag about being number one. How long have you been doing this? My daughter-in-law is still missing! I'm looking at people running around and I don't care at all."
It was the same old tune again, and Sang Yuan was speechless.
"Don't be angry with your mother. This matter about you is just her concern. When you successfully get married and have children, she will stop talking about it."
Sang Yuan's strange illness left a huge shadow on Shui Sulan. Sang Jingwen felt sorry for his wife and couldn't bear the blame on his son, so he had to deal with it.
"I know my mother loves me, so she worries about me. Dad, don't worry, I'm not an ignorant child."
Many young people don't like to listen to their parents' nagging, and they especially hate the urge to get married. They are always "running around" and will explode whoever they let go.
But before he was reborn, he was also the father of two children. He knew how difficult it was to be a parent, so he would not get angry over such trivial matters.
Parents will always grow old, and one day, even wanting to listen to their nagging is a luxury.
"As long as you have an idea. Who are you waiting for this early in the morning?"
Shui Sulan works fast and often without paying attention to details, but Sang's father is engaged in research, and not the slightest abnormality can escape his eyes.
"I'm not waiting for anyone. I'll go to the company right after dinner. Dad, please go and do some work first!"
Sang Jingwen glanced at him clearly, but did not expose him and went straight upstairs.
Life in the Sang family is not luxurious. In the morning, the chef made the father and son's favorite shrimp wontons, as well as the hostess's favorite porridge with cucumbers and pickles. There was also a boiled salted duck egg, cut in half, and placed on a small plate. .
Sang Yuan was distracted while eating wontons, and occasionally raised his watch to take a look.
It wasn't until 8:10 that I heard the nanny aunt coming to say: "Miss Ni is here."
Sang Yuan immediately jumped up from his seat, picked up his briefcase, and pretended to be going out.
When he arrived at the gate, he saw that Ni Bingyan hadn't come in yet, so he walked back to the foyer to wait.
Seeing him leaning towards the window to peek, Sang Jingwen looked at the half bowl of wontons left on the table and shook his head in amusement.
He's just a young boy after all, just be older!
Sighing in his heart, he picked up his unfinished wontons and avoided them.
Young people are thin-skinned, old men should give them enough space!
After a while, Ni Bingyan came in with a fruit basket and followed the nanny.
Sang Yuan hurriedly pretended to go to work, walked out and met her face to face.
"Eh? Miss Ni, what are you doing?"
Ni Bingyan had to go to the movie channel for an interview later. He thought it would not be good to apologize in the afternoon, so he came early in the morning.
I originally wanted to prepare some big gifts, but thinking that would make people uncomfortable, I packed up such a basket of fruits overnight.
"It's okay, just talk to Aunt Shui."
There had just been rumors of an affair with Sang Yuan. Ni Bingyan saw that he was embarrassed and didn't want to say more to him.
Sang Yuan pretended not to know, and naturally reached out to take the basket from her: "He's here, why are you bringing these? It looks so heavy, just carry it for me!"
The basket is made of white wax strips. The fruits are very fresh and the colors are beautifully matched. When placed on the table, it looks like an oil painting.
"I have something to do with Aunt Shui. Why don't you come empty-handed?"
His performance was so natural that Ni Bingyan couldn't help but relax a little.
While they were talking, the nanny had already gone upstairs and told Shui Sulan about this. When she changed clothes and went downstairs, she saw her son coming in with a fruit basket, followed by Ni Bingyan, wearing a small fragrant suit with black Long boots, at first glance, they look like they are going to a formal occasion.
Shui Sulan's face was filled with joy and she went to greet him.
"Bingbing, have you had breakfast?"
As soon as Ni Bingyan looked at the restaurant, he knew that he was early, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
She always gets up early and eats early, forgetting that other people's habits may be different.
I also have something to do today, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it in time.
You can't put off the apology, you can only be shameless and rude.
"I've eaten. I'm sorry for disturbing you, Aunt Shui."
"It's okay, it's okay. You look very beautiful in your dress. Are you going to attend some event?"
"Go to the movie channel at ten o'clock for an interview."
"Then let's go to the side to talk first."
Shui Sulan warmly welcomed Ni Bingyan and glanced sideways at her son: "Don't you have to go to work? Go quickly!"
She could more or less guess the reason for Ni Bingyan's visit. When she saw her son standing there, she started to chase him away.
Sang Yuan also knew that he was not suitable to stay here anymore, so he picked up his briefcase and gestured:
"I just went out, didn't I just happen to see Bingbing come in? I'll put the fruit Bingbing prepared for you here! I have some projects to discuss today, so I'll leave first. Bye~"
"Bye-Bye!"
Seeing him waving, Ni Bingyan waved back.
Sang Yuan smiled even more happily.
This feeling of saying goodbye to her in my own home is such a long time coming!
Sang Yuan happily went to work, and Ni Bingyan felt more at ease.
"The reason why I came here so early in the morning is that I have really caused trouble to you these past few days. I was busy recording CCTV programs before, so I didn't even know there was such a thing. I only found out after my manager told me last night. .The impact of this matter is too bad, I’m really sorry.”
In front of the victim's mother, she still couldn't speak about being in love or married. Ni Bingyan dug her toes into the ground, afraid that Shui Sulan would ask her "what was that going on"?
Seeing that this was what she came over, Shui Sulan sighed inwardly, her son really understood her and his predictions were really accurate.
"Oh! It's such a small thing, why should you feel so guilty?"
Shui Sulan took the snacks brought by her aunt and greeted Ni Bingyan warmly.
This is the first time this girl has visited the house!
"That's what it's like to be in this industry. How many unscrupulous media outlets rely on editing you to make a living! Public figures will inevitably bear such pressure."
Shui Sulan brought another cup of tea over and asked her to drink:
"Stop talking about you, there are many people arranging me to do this and that!"
Ni Bingyan smiled, not knowing how to answer the question.
You can't tell her any gossip about her, right?
"Don't take it to heart! Keep your eyes on your goals, and keep your ears open to listen to kind words. Don't worry about other people's gossip. As long as you walk fast enough, rumors and rumors won't catch up with you. What do you think? "
Ni Bingyan blinked.
The last time someone said something similar to her, she returned to the orphanage crying from school, saying that other children bullied her for not having parents. The dean's grandma was only in her fifties at that time, and her hair had not yet turned white. Listen to her. After saying that, he hugged her gently and told her:
"It's not your fault that you don't have your parents. The ones who are at fault are those who hurt you. Your eyes should be focused on what you want to do, your ears should be used to listen to the teacher's lectures, and your energy should be used to To make yourself better, as long as you work hard enough, when you grow up, you and them will be people from two different worlds. You will get better and better, but they will always just curse, look down on this, look down on that, and grow old. Still nothing has been accomplished. The most important thing is for a girl to be independent and self-reliant, so why bother trying to be serious with someone who has nothing to do with you?"
Thinking of these, Ni Bingyan felt warm.
Seeing that Shui Sulan didn't mean to blame herself, a smile broke out on her face:
"I'm used to this kind of thing. It just brings trouble to Mr. Xiao Sang. I heard from the neighbors that you have been worried about Mr. Xiao Sang's marriage. I'm afraid that it will affect his reputation and make it difficult for him to find a partner. You should do it later. I’m getting angry in a hurry.”
Shui Sulan laughed "haha" and said grandly: "He is only in his twenties, why should he be anxious? When it comes to finding a wife, he has to find someone he likes in order to be happy for a long time. I will never interfere with him. This Don't take it to heart about trivial matters. If you really feel sorry for me, come and be my daughter-in-law! My Yuanyuan likes you! Our whole family likes you."
Ni Bingyan's face turned red and he didn't know what to say.
It’s so hard to catch a straight ball with this kind of intensity!
There was something going on today, so Shui Sulan didn’t have to find an awkward topic to talk about. The two of them got along naturally. Seeing her blushing, Shui Sulan smiled:
"Okay, okay, let's get down to business. It's almost half past eight. It's time for you to set off. Don't make a bad impression by being late."
Shui Sulan cared for her as if she were her own child. Seeing her cautiously coming to apologize, he guessed that she had probably lived a cautious life in the past, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
A woman's career is very important, so she can't be careless, and with her temperament, she can't be careless.
She hopes that Ni Bingyan will become more confident in the future.
Money is a woman's courage. If you can make money by yourself and have a successful career, no matter how low your self-esteem you are, you can live with your back straight.
"You are so good, we will not alienate you because of those rumors. To be honest, I wish all those hot searches are true!"
After sending the person to the gate, Shui Sulan said this again, Ni Bingyan quickly blushed and ran away as if running away.
Why! Mother Sang really misses her daughter-in-law like crazy!
She and Sang Yuan?
forget it!
At such a young age, if you don’t work hard on your career, you will get married only when your head is spinning!
I don’t even know how to love myself yet! How can I love others?
With a clear mind and understanding of these principles, Ni Bingyan ran all the way home and looked at the fruit trees in the yard that had lost their leaves. Ni Bingyan's footsteps gradually became heavier and he felt inexplicably sad in his heart.
As a young woman of the right age, who wouldn’t like a good man?
But you still need to be strong in order to forge iron. If you are not good enough, why would a good man fall in love with her?
My eyes are not blind.
Why!
Biquge
