It was true that Lu Miao had no intention of targeting Lingyuan.
It’s true that I can’t swallow that breath.
As for Lingyuan, can he not know what is happening now?
He is also embarrassed to always come over and cause trouble.
But this time, there is really nothing we can do.
I had to bite the bullet on this trip.
The current situation is that the matter may have been resolved, but both parties are still worried.
If things continue like this, a disguised red face will be a thing of the past.
To achieve an ideal balance point, the solution is to maintain an appropriate distance.
Don't be in too close contact.
Tang Mei pushed Lu Miao gently and reminded her that she shouldn't talk like this.
Lu Miao went her own way, her expression cold, calm and unmoved.
Ling Yuan stood in the courtyard and looked at her intently, then suddenly laughed.
Like that first meeting after returning to the city.
It’s just like what’s deep in my ancient memory.
He smiled heartily and said with emotion:
"Xiaobao, you are still the same as when you were a child, as smart and upright, and you haven't changed at all."
"Yes."
< br>Lu Miao nodded calmly:
“Because I am Lu Xiaobao.”
Lu Miao is her.
Lu Xiaobao is also her.
No matter how many times, spaces and years have passed through, in different periods, she may be immature, but she will always be her.
"If possible, Lingyuan, I hope you can also maintain a certain level of sobriety and self-esteem."
"..."
Ling Yuan was slightly stunned, and then his smile became brighter.
She was very thoughtful and knew that he wanted to defend himself, and she could also see that he was embarrassed and embarrassed.
I even noticed his change.
That’s why I called him to say these words.
Ling Yuan knows her temper well.
Acquiescing to the calm on the surface is already tolerant enough.
They did it wrong.
It’s also that they didn’t do a good job...
If you want to maintain a relationship, it’s not possible to bind them together by accepting death.
However, the relationship between the two families has always been close and friendly.
They have been like brothers and sisters since childhood.
It would be a real pity if it develops into an irreversible side of life and death.
He couldn't accept it.
There is no possibility that he would allow things to develop to that point.
"Auntie, Xiaobao, I'm going back first. I'll come back to visit you after the Spring Festival."
"Hey...Ling Yuan, please take your time on the road."
Tang Mei responded dryly and followed slowly to see him out of the yard.
Surling back after a while, Tang Mei sighed and nodded to Lu Miao:
"Why did you talk like that just now? How about asking others to listen?"
"What did I say? Why is it bad?"
It was nothing at first, but after listening to her words, Lu Miao was like a cat whose fur was being teased, hissing and saying:
"They are the ones who didn't handle the matter well! They don't care whether it's good or not." Okay, I am the victim, do I still have to worry about them?”
“His dad has a relationship with your dad. You can't see each other when you look up..."
"Friendship is between them, what does it have to do with me! I gave birth to the child, you can't feel the pain, I can feel it!"< br>
“You don’t know anything, could you please stop interfering casually!”
When people are in emotional turmoil, they are most likely to make verbal mistakes.
Lu Miao's words were so extreme that Tang Mei was stunned for a moment, tilted her head and covered her mouth, crying in shock.
Lu Miao also became more nasal. I feel sorry for the child when I think about it.
I also felt aggrieved because of the incomprehensible accusations from the elders in front of me.
I am even more aware of the self-blame of inappropriate language.
But...
Friendship, face, things floating on the surface, the elders can consider everything.
But why can’t I distinguish the priorities?
Can you think about how much the child has suffered?
Can you understand her feelings as a mother?
It's their business to be willing to smile and get along harmoniously, and she doesn't have to interfere with it.
But why do you ask her to do that?
The love and pampering at home have cultivated Lu Miao's extremely pampered and stubborn temperament.
She lost her temper, shut the door and went back to the house crying.
Several children on the kang in the room looked at her in confusion. When they saw her crying, they all ran over and nestled beside her.
The little person didn’t know how to comfort others, so he obediently hugged her legs and arms next to her.
Lu Miao wiped away her tears, patted a few little heads, tried to calm down and smiled.
Both parties were angry. The courtyard was quiet all morning, and no one spoke to anyone.
Tang Mei cooked a table of meals for noon, and Lu Miao coaxed a few older children to go out for dinner.
She fed Yang Yang in the house and took the baby to take a nap without going out to eat.
Tang Mei hesitated to speak, thinking that she would give her some heat in the afternoon after her anger had subsided.
But with this breath, Lu Miaojiang stayed strong until the evening.
Dinner is ready and no one comes out of the house.
Tang Mei had no choice but to knock on the door with tears in her eyes:
"Why don't you come out to eat soon? Are you really going to starve yourself to death?"
In the room, Lu Miao's nose was sore, and she finally had to suppress her tears. After tucking Yangyang into a quilt, she closed her eyes. Tie up your loose hair and go out to eat.
The trick of not eating out of anger has always worked for mothers.
Although Lu Miao is not Tang Mei's student, they have been educated for many years, and the two have long been connected by blood.
After a whole morning of exasperation, although neither of them mentioned the word "apology", they both made expressions in different aspects.
For example, Tang Mei took the initiative to call for dinner.
And Lu Miao’s CD is the response.
The whole family also understood a truth.
An outsider is an outsider after all.
Just make as much trouble as you like!
On the surface, it's almost passable.
Why is it worth causing trouble and unhappiness for your own people?
Lu Miao not only emptied the plate, but also raised the bowl and said she wanted another bowl.
Tang Mei's eyes were still red, but she was beaming with joy. She took the bowl happily and went to serve it to her.
Afraid that her stomach would be upset if she ate too much at night, I didn’t serve any rice, but instead scooped out a bowl of sticky porridge.
Seeing that she was full and well-fed, Tang Mei's high-hanging heart finally fell to the ground.
......
Perhaps what Lu Miao said had an effect, and Ling Yuan and the Ling family members did not come again after that.
A few days later, Fu Jingyou came back, taking the little comrade named Ma Tou with him.
The winter in northern Beijing is not as warm as in Guangzhou.
This was the first time Ma Tou experienced it, and he couldn't bear the cold.
The first thing he said when he entered the Fu Family Courtyard was, "I'm going to beat my mother, what a damn thing."
Fu Jingyou glared at him calmly before he restrained himself, scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, calling Tang Mei and Lu Miao "aunt" and "sister-in-law" in broken Mandarin.
There are already many things to do in the twelfth lunar month, and we must seize the time to sell this issue of goods.
After finishing the goods, I have to go back to my hometown in the south.
Fu Jingyou didn't have time to take Ma Tou around.
I had discussed with Lu Miao early in the morning to clear out the side room in the courtyard in advance and prepare solid food rations.
After Ma Tou rested for a night, calmed down and settled the wages for this period, he was asked to return to Guangzhou first.
Contact us by phone later. (End of this chapter)