Tao You's hand shook when she opened the box, and she stuffed two strawberries into her mouth one after another, filling her mouth to the brim. Her cousin said that people who are always smiling and gentle are the scariest things when they get angry. of.
She had only seen Mother Song look angry once. I can't afford it, I really can't afford it...
Song Yimian also fell silent. He had always been willing to be inferior to Song's mother for her keenness in this area.
"Mom, I'm about to compete. Why don't you leave after watching my competition?" Song Yimian silently put down her bag, not daring to make any mistakes at this time and trying to interrupt.
"..." Mother Song remained unsmiling and silent.
Tao You and Song Yimian looked at each other skillfully, wanting to talk about something to stop Song's mother from dwelling on this issue.
Song Yimian shrugged, expressing helplessness.
Mother Song has always been one of the only people in the world who can cure him. She has absolute say in the family.
"Auntie, Song Xiaoan went hiking with Sister Xie Yu and the others today. Have you looked at her Moments? It's snowing heavily..." Tao You racked his brains and could only think of this one thing.
Song's mother stopped thinking and took out her mobile phone, "Well, she didn't send me a message no matter how much she posted on WeChat Moments... It's snowing so heavily. Xiaoyou, do you want to go play?"
"When your game is over, let's go together." Song's mother repeatedly watched the ten-second snow video, and her mind couldn't wait to start imagining the scene. "I bought new clothes for you and Xiao Song just two days ago. Clothes, they will definitely look great when you wear them and take photos!”
"After climbing the mountain, let's go to the natural lake next to us to have a barbecue. There are plum blossoms halfway up the mountainside, and it's very beautiful to take pictures! Call Gu Yi and Xiaoqi..." Song's mother summed it up, and Xu Xu As Taotao started to make his own plans, it was hard not to look forward to that day.
Song Yimian stopped him at the right time, "Mom, we have to prepare for the final exam before finishing the game, so we don't have time.".Ь.
Mother Song's fantasy was shattered by one sentence, and she said with a bitter face, "Yes, we still have to take the final exam, you are so miserable."
"..."
"..."
It was such a common thing, but when Mother Song said it so specifically, a sense of desolate misery arose in my heart.
"Then I'll go with my friend..." She said, picking up her phone to send a message, and found that the phone page was still stuck on the hot search, "You two brats, you almost took me away. Already."
"You're talking about that thing on the internet! Be serious!"
"You guys from No. 13 Middle School came to see you guys, and you didn't tell the coach right away?"
Tao You and Song Yimian lowered their heads in silence, acting like quails and obeying the instructions obediently.
Song's mother crossed her chest with her hands and leaned back. She was very confused about Brother Braid's behavior, "What's the point of looking for you brats? Why doesn't he look for your captain? Aren't you brats just ordinary team members? What else can you do? Can’t you make decisions for the team?”
She complained several times in a row.
At this moment, the braided brother who was waiting for the bus outside the door felt the cold wind blowing into his naked neck. He shivered from the cold, bent over and sneezed a series of times. The aunt who was also waiting for the bus next to him pressed down hard. After pressing the mask on his face, he kindly handed him two tissues and took a few steps to the other side.
"Are you two more convincing than your captain?" Song's mother asked, looking Song Yimian up and down, and complained accurately, "Xiaoyou and the other three don't say anything, but you are the only one who has a dead fish face all day long. Are you so popular in the team?"
Neither of them expected that Mother Song would have such a mind-set.
When Song Yimian heard Song's mother questioning herself, he sighed helplessly, "..."
He is quite a failure in front of his mother...
"...No, no." Tao You breathed a sigh of relief, shaking his head like a rattle, "Auntie, we can't talk to each other in the team. Song Yimian, you get along really well with the team members."
"Everyone on the team doesn't like him, really!" She was anxious to clear Song Yimian's name.
The moment Mother Song turned to look at Tao You, her eyebrows were gentle and she coaxed, "Really?"
"...Really." Tao You nodded without hesitation, but why did she feel that Song's mother's tone was full of the familiarity of coaxing a kid in kindergarten.
Song's mother turned around and looked up with relief. She didn't know when Song Yimian had grown half a forehead taller than his father, "You finally listened to what I said. What's wrong with having more friends?" OK."
"Also, you have to smile more so that you don't look ugly," Song's mother promptly gave her advice. "You are just wasting your good looks by keeping a dull face every day. Don't you think so, Xiaoyou?"
Tao You nodded fiercely, whatever Mrs. Song said was right!
Song Yimian was very surprised by Tao You's reaction and asked with a wooden face, "Do you think so too?"
The sweet and sour strawberry juice fills your mouth, and the fruity aroma floats in the air.
Tao You looked at Song Yimian, who was surprised and surprised, and then at Song's mother who was looking forward to her answer. After thinking for two seconds, she nodded firmly, "Yes."
She admitted that although Song Yimian was really cool and charming when he had a cold face, when he smiled his whole face would become softer, reducing a lot of distance, which was another kind of charming.
Anyway, no matter which one, she likes it!
Song's mother patted Tao You on the shoulder and was very confident in her vision, "Look, Xiaoyou feels the same way."
"I know." Song Yimian replied in three words, not knowing who he was responding to.
"Each group, if there are games from the ninth to the thirteenth games, go down and get ready. Coach Tan is urging you!" A player trotted back from the field, put his hands in front of his mouth like a trumpet, and roared at the top of his lungs. .Ь.
The two players took the opportunity to take a few sips of fruit tea, then took their rackets and left the court.
While Mother Song lowered her head to reply to the message, she asked without raising her head, "How long will it take for you to play? Are you included in these games?"
"No, I'm on the fifteenth. There are still six games ahead."
When Mother Song heard this number, she stepped on her bag calmly, stood up and straightened her clothes and hair, "It's still so long, so I'll leave first. I have an appointment with my friends to go shopping. If I'm late, I have to treat them to dinner."
"I'll take you out." Song Yimian helped Song's mother lift another bag.
Before leaving, Song's mother took two steps back and said to Tao You, "Next time something like this happens, remember to inform the adults as soon as possible. Don't make your own decisions."
"Okay, okay, I got it. Goodbye, Aunt Wanting." After seeing Mother Song off, Tao You was completely relieved and slumped in his seat.
"See you later, come on for the game! Tell Xiao Yi for me!" Song's mother was pushed by Song Yimian on the shoulder and was forced to stride towards the door.
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The temperature rose a little in the afternoon, but now started to trend downward again.
The thin ice on the road shimmered with dazzling light under the weak sunlight, then gradually melted into water and evaporated into the air.
When Song's mother went out, it was still cloudy and the ground was slippery. With her three-legged cat driving skills, for the sake of her own safety, she still took a ride here.
"Okay, you go back quickly, it's cold outside." While waiting for the bus, Song's mother urged Song Yimian, who was not wearing a coat, to go back to the hotel and blow on the heater.
Song Yimian held the bag in his hand and hid behind, "I'm not cold."
"Mom," after waiting for almost five minutes, Song Yimian asked a question that he had been curious about since just now, "Aren't you here to watch my game? I haven't even competed yet, why are you leaving?"
Song's mother was busy retouching pictures and posting them on WeChat Moments. After finishing the second picture skillfully, she stroked her hair and replied, "The main purpose is to take pictures and post them on WeChat Moments, see Xiaoyou, and then give you food. What can't you do in the competition?" Look, the live broadcast on the Internet was delayed by only a few seconds. I still have those DVDs and videos you accumulated from previous games at home. I watch you every day and I’m tired of watching them.”
"..."
Suddenly I felt that the one diagonally above
The warm sun is still so dazzling, and the wind blowing on my face is so biting.
"Why do you ask this...an obvious question." Mother Song smiled in a standard way, showing her eight neat white teeth. "You just know what to do. We don't want to interfere too much."
The phone showed that the car would arrive in two minutes.
Song Yi tightened his collar tightly and asked again, "Mom, do you like Xiaoyou very much?"
Song's mother glanced at Song Yimian strangely, her eyes seemed to say, 'Why are you talking so much nonsense today.
"Of course." Mother Song put her hands in her pockets, "Xiaoyou is such a good little girl. Your sister is so noisy and you are so boring. I have never dreamed of having a well-behaved daughter like Xiaoyou."
"Why do you have so many questions today?" When Mrs. Song spoke, white mist came out of her mouth, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Yimian shook his head and refused to say more, "It's okay, just ask."
"The car is here, hurry up and get in."
Song's mother took three steps and turned back, "Is everything okay? Remember to tell mom if you have anything to do!"
After seeing off Mother Song, Song Yimian stood there and blew the cold wind for a while to blow away the strange emotions in his heart, and then returned to the competition hall with his handsome face that was almost frozen.
Mother Song, who got into the car, subconsciously looked back when the car turned around and drove out, and saw her handsome son still standing there in a daze.
She recalled what happened in the museum just now, and then thought about Song Yimian's two problems just now. She didn't even bother to touch up her makeup, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to call Song's father.
"Hey, there's something wrong with your son..." She didn't care what Father Song's reaction was on the other end, she just poured out her guesses as if pouring out bitter words, and then analyzed the whole process on her own. When we arrived at our destination, we hung up the phone and got out of the car.
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Song Yimian, who had returned to the museum, saw Gu Yi surrounded by people from a distance.
He did not return to his seat, but turned around and sat down next to Tao You who was eating strawberries in the front row.
"Are the strawberries delicious?" He smelled the rich sweet aroma and asked.
Tao You glanced at the box with a few strawberries left and handed it to him, "It's delicious. Do you want to eat it?"
Song Yimian showed the bag of biscuits in his hand, "I don't like strawberries."
He inherited from his father Song and couldn't tolerate anything sour, too sweet, or too spicy. Moderate taste suited him best.
When he smelled the strawberry smell, his mouth began to salivate, and his teeth became soft.
"Try it. If it's not sour, you can eat the tip of the strawberry. That's the sweetest." Tao You warmly invited and handed the largest and reddest strawberry he had specially left to Song Yimian's mouth.
