Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Chapter 45

Xiao Lang wasn't annoyed at being given the name of MLM, he quietly turned the book to the back, "Based on our affection, if I'm the first one to get in, I'll trap you first."

"...Then I'm really honored."

"In a better mood?" Su Mianyang has returned to the usual level of joking with himself, and Xiao Lang knows that the other party has adjusted his mood.

The mood of young people is like the rain in midsummer. It comes and goes quickly. When it comes, it sweeps the world vigorously, and when it goes, it is crisp and neat. Only the mess on the ground can prove the existence of emotions.

The only advantage of Su Mianyang losing his temper is that he is quiet, he will only sulk silently by himself, and will not destroy anything, no matter how intense his emotions are, this advantage stems from an incident when he was a child.

One time, Ms. Zhao came back late due to something and missed the agreed time to celebrate his birthday. He couldn't control his emotions for a while, and directly knocked over the longevity noodles. Afterwards, he watched Ms. Zhao shed tears to clean up the messy tired He suddenly felt a little regretful.

Most of the time, venting your emotions will not make things better, but will only hurt those who love and want to be close to you. Instead of regretting it afterwards, it is better to restrain your emotions before it happens.

Su Mianyang has always been good at learning from mistakes, which is a lesson he has understood since elementary school.

"Then what if I cry, make trouble, and hang myself for whom?" Su Mianyang shrugged.

Just when he was joking, Su Mianyang suddenly shivered. Only then did he realize that the temperature had dropped significantly due to the snow, and even his own constitution felt uncomfortable with the low temperature.

After regaining his senses, Su Mianyang's first words were to ask the people around him: "Are you cold?"

"It's okay." Xiao Lang didn't look up when he answered, his eyes stayed on the pages of the book.

Su Mianyang didn't expect Xiao Lang to tell him the truth, he simply grabbed Xiao Lang's cold hand and rubbed it warmly, "Go to the fire."

Suddenly hearing this proposal, Xiao Lang was a little surprised, "Does your house have a place to warm up?"

"Xueba, you have no life experience, come with me, the left and right won't sell you."

Su Mianyang took Xiao Lang around to the backyard of the breakfast shop, asked people to stay inside and waited, and came out to pack things by himself.

The backyard is not big but it is clean and tidy. Ms. Zhao planted many fruit trees when she was there. In spring and summer, when you open the window upstairs, you can look down like a green sea. When he was a child, he loved to climb among these trees. up and down.

And in winter when the leaves were all gone, the whole yard was vacant. At that time, Su Gu was not as busy with work as he is now. After his winter vacation, the family would bring out the brazier and sit around the fire all day long.

Su Gu was responsible for adding firewood. Ms. Zhao was wrapped in a thick cotton coat and sat beside the brazier with a smile, asking him if he had met any new friends at school. All his thoughts were on the roasted sweet potatoes in the brazier, and even the charcoal rolled out He burned a hole in his cotton coat and didn't pay attention.

Afterwards, Su Gu was very angry when he saw it, and said that he didn't know how to stay away from the fire when he was such an adult. Ms. Zhao just covered her mouth and snickered, saying that her son was so stupid, and she didn't know which girl would suffer and marry him in the future.

Perhaps it was because the fire burning in the brazier was so dazzling that it remained vivid in his memory until today. He clearly remembered Ms. Zhao's voice and smile, her gentle tone of voice and her occasional cough.

Su Mianyang didn't understand why, the family of three was obviously fine, when did they break up after walking?

Ms. Zhao was probably too soft-hearted, and thought her worthless son was too stupid, and couldn't bear to see him harm others, so she simply didn't want to look at him anymore.

Su Mianyang pulled out three red bricks from the flower bed and arranged them in a triangle shape, then took out a brazier from the utility room and put it on top, and stuffed dry branches into the brazier.

After finishing all this, he threw the kindling into the brazier, and only after the fire started to burn steadily, he opened the door of the house, indicating that Xiao Lang could come outside.

Originally thought that such a pot of fire could provide mediocre heat, but when Xiao Lang stretched out his hand close to it, warmth spread from his palm, and his almost frozen arms gradually regained consciousness under the warmth of the fire.

It was too warm, Xiao Lang could feel that the cold winter in his body was being crowded by warmth, which made him almost inseparable from the brazier.

Su Mianyang, who was holding a wooden stick beside him, tossed and turned in the brazier, and suddenly shouted "Get up!".

Xiao Lang followed the sound and looked, only to see a mass of black coke being picked out from the brazier, and rolling several times on the snowy ground, leaving a trail of black charcoal all the way.

"What is this?" Xiao Lang stared at the ball of black charcoal for a long time, but he couldn't see what it was. He looked at Su Mianyang quite curiously.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, the ones baked at home are not the same as those sold outside. Don't look at the skin of the sweet potatoes burned into black charcoal, but the core inside is not broken. The golden meat inside is torn from the middle, and you can eat it. The stomach is very warm, and the fragrance is not worth changing for ten miles."

Su Mianyang pushed the sweet potato with a stick and rolled it in the snow for a few more times, guessing that it was almost there, reached out to pick up the ball of black charcoal, he resisted the urge to throw the hot sweet potato out, and tore off the crispy skin on the outside , Immediately, the sweet smell permeated the air.

He put half of it on the edge of the basin on Xiao Lang's side, "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten you, I can't let you go hungry because of my petty emotions."

Xiao Lang looked at the ball of black charcoal and hesitated for a long time. He had never eaten such a roasted sweet potato, and the appearance of black charcoal made him not know how to eat it.

Su Mianyang stood up and went to the window of the house and knocked. Su Mei's response came from inside, and he shouted again after hearing: "Mei Mei, come out to eat delicious food, hurry up, otherwise None of yours."

Not long after, Su Mei pulled the cotton mop and pushed open the door. Seeing that she didn't put on her cotton shoes, Su Mianyang scolded her, and quickly wrapped her in a cotton coat and carried her to the brazier.

Su Mei didn't stop when she reached the brazier, she sat on Su Mianyang's lap, but her hands dishonestly wanted to pull Xiao Lang's cuff.

"You're disobedient again, aren't you? I'll send you to the house later." Primary school is at the age of trouble, and Su Mei keeps moving around. Su Mianyang can't help being unable to hug her. Su Mianyang lost his temper and couldn't help sighing. "Why do you insist on going to your elder brother Xiao Lang's side?"

"Big brother, it looks good." Su Mei tried her best to move towards Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang was worried that Su Mianyang accidentally dropped her, so he quickly reached out to pick her up.

In this way, Su Mei crawled into Xiao Lang's arms smoothly, and after getting what she wanted, the little guy blinked at Su Mianyang with a look of embarrassment.

"Little heartless," Su Mianyang asked with a helpless smile, "Your brother, I don't look good?"

"Brother looks good too," Su Mei became anxious after hearing Su Mianyang's words. She subconsciously pulled Su Mianyang's sleeve back, but she really couldn't bear Xiao Lang's embrace. After racking her brains, Su Mei thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. Say, "Sit together, next to the two of you."

"Little unconscionable people can think." Su Mianyang glanced at Xiao Lang as he spoke, and seeing that he didn't mean to refuse, Su Mianyang moved to Xiao Lang's side, and the two leaned together, and Su Mei sat on them. middle.

Su Mianyang handed the other half of the steaming roasted sweet potato to Su Mei, "Hey, eat it."

Su Mei, who got the sweet potato, happily took a big bite of it and let out a satisfied sigh.

Seeing her happy look, Su Mianyang laughed too. Su Mei thought he was laughing at herself, and reached out and scratched his face with the hand that had held the baked sweet potato.

Su Mei made a big move, and Su Mianyang was afraid that she would fall, so he could only stay where she was and let her make trouble.

When Su Mei had enough fun, Su Mianyang fished out two more roasted sweet potatoes from the brazier, and when the temperature was almost cold, he handed them to Su Mei to hold one in each hand, "Go and give your mother a taste, Be careful not to get on yourself."

Su Mei responded, and ran back to the house with a thump.

Xiao Lang followed Su Mianyang's gaze and watched Su Mei enter the room before saying, "You two have such a good relationship."

"I also thought that I might hate her very much." Su Mianyang flipped back and forth between the braziers with a wooden stick, and the occasional sparks jumped into the night sky and merged with the skylight. He propped his chin with one hand and watched He smiled softly at the flame in the basin.

"But after thinking about it, what's wrong with her? What's more, Meimei is cute and loved by such good parents. She looks like the happiest little princess in the world. When I saw it, I liked it so much. How can you be willing to let the little princess suffer a little bit of grievance?"

In fact, Su Mianyang also knew that he could not blame anyone. People are always so small in the face of life and death. Every time he remembered that Ms. Zhao was getting thinner due to the torture of illness, he hated himself for being helpless.

Su Mianyang doesn't consider himself a particularly vexatious person, but he still can't get rid of Su Gu's choice of remarrying soon. If he really likes him all the time, how can he let others take the place of his former beloved so easily? Quickly remarry in the name of being good for him?

He couldn't understand.

But all of this had nothing to do with Su Mei, he didn't need to vent his anger on a child who didn't understand anything.

Be kind to the people around you, and don't be a person who complains about the world for no reason. It was Ms. Zhao who taught him the principle of being a human being.

Su Mianyang has always regretted why he could not spend more time with Ms. Zhao when she was alive, and it was precisely because of the loss that he understood this sentence better.

Growth always comes at a price.

A gust of wind blew in at the right time, and the flames clamored to climb up the wooden stick. The warm light fell on Su Mianyang's body, and even lit up his shallow pupils, making him seem to glow.

Xiao Lang glanced at Su Mianyang like this, and quickly looked away.

"Brother Yang, you really..." Xiao Lang didn't know what to say for a moment, he paused for a long time before continuing, "You are really a very good person."

"Why, you are finally overwhelmed by brother's charm and fell in love with me?" Su Mianyang raised his chin after hearing this, but the answer he gave was so childish that Xiao Lang almost couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Lang coughed lightly before saying, "Today is the monkey again?"

"Damn it?" It took Su Mianyang a long time to realize what Xiao Lang meant, and he couldn't help laughing, "Are all of you Xueba's memory so good? How long ago did this happen."

"Let's classify into categories, some are easy to remember and some are not." Xiao Lang lowered his eyelashes slightly, perhaps when the gust of wind blew just now, some snow particles fell on his eyelashes, under the light of the fire When he blinked, it was as if his eyelashes were studded with stars, and the occasional bright light made Su Mianyang a little dazed.

"But I still remember your highlight moments very clearly." Xiao Lang smiled and looked up at Su Mianyang.

"You have such an awesome memory, can't you memorize some useful things?" One by one, Su Mianyang realized that he had known Xiao Lang for quite a long time, and the other party had already witnessed the great Less own black history.

"These are very useful," Xiao Lang said, "I can laugh at you for the rest of my life if I pick any one out at random."

Su Mianyang was at a loss for words for a moment. Seeing that the half piece of roasted sweet potato on the edge of the basin had not been touched, he asked curiously, "Why don't you eat it? Don't you like it?"

Xiao Lang answered truthfully: "I don't know where to start with this piece of black charcoal."

Su Mianyang let out a chuckle, "You are quite particular, here, take care, I will only teach you once."

Su Mianyang took the sweet potato in his hand, and peeled off the crispy outer shell that was baked into black charcoal, revealing the sweetness inside. He peeled off a small piece of sweet potato meat, and handed it to Xiao Lang's mouth, "Have you learned it?" ?”

Xiao Lang hesitated for a moment, but chose to reach out and take the sweet potato meat that Su Mianyang handed to his mouth. After that, he responded softly: "En."