When He Smiles - Chapter 30

At home, prepare a meal for the grand ceremony.

Seeing her back, Meng Hang ran over with his calf and stretched out a small chubby hand around her. Meng Shengnan was so soft-hearted that he hugged him up in his arms, rubbed his head and smiled: “When I grow up, my sister won’t be able to hold him anymore.”

Xiao Hang pouted, “Brother-in-law hug.”

Meng Shengnan: “…”

She squeezed his small mouth, “You are so poor.”

The little boy huffed arrogantly, and she couldn’t help kissing his little cheek. Xiao Hang frowned angrily, “Sister.”

“Ok?”

“Men and women don’t get married.”

“…”

“When someone sees me, Zhang Jiahe will really laugh at me.”

Meng Shengnan held back a smile, “You always talk about Zhang Jiahe, do you like people?”

“So normal.” He thought for a moment.

She said ‘oh’, “Usually, when will you bring her to play at home and let me know about it?”

“Okay.” He said reluctantly.

In the kitchen, Meng Jin called them to eat. At the dinner table, she was having fun with Xiao Hang. The ceremony pretended to be cold, the two looked at each other and stuck out their tongues and bowed their heads obediently. She had just had a sip of soup and the phone was ringing. She put down her chopsticks and went over to look through her bag. She was a stranger from Jiangcheng.

“Hey.”

“Sheng Nan?”

She recovered, “Ms. Chen?”

“It’s me.” Chen Si said with a smile.

After saying a few words, she hung up the phone and went back to the table. The ceremony asked: “Your Teacher Chen?”

“Ok.”

The ceremony said: “I haven’t seen it in the past two years. I heard that my health is not good.”

“Yes.” Meng Shengnan said, “I feel much older than before.”

The ceremony sighed, “It’s okay to go over and walk around.”

She glanced at the mushrooms on the plate and nodded slowly.

“Just called to eat tomorrow.”

After a while, the ceremony suddenly asked: “I remember your teacher Chen has a son, what are you doing now?”

She scratched her cheek, “I don’t know this too well.”

“Forget it.” The ceremony was thinking very seriously, “It should be a few years older than you.”

Meng Shengnan: “…”

On the TV in the living room, the Central Eight is broadcasting the sword, and Li Yunlong roared and shouted three shots. Meng Jin likes to watch this passage the most, and he will go over to eat with a bowl. The attention of the ceremony suddenly turned away, to talk about Meng Jin. Meng Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window. At that time, Chi Zheng had just finished busy in the shop in the small street, so supper was casually dealt with.

He leaned against the door and lit a cigarette.

Shi Jin drove over and took four bottles of beer into the store. Chi Zheng glanced lightly, then took another cigarette before asking, “What’s so happy?”

“My buddy received the shipment today.” Shi Jin smiled, and reached out his hand to make a score of two, “I made 20% more.”

“Brilliant.” Chi Zheng grinned.

Shi Jin shrugged, “There’s no way, who told you not to do that, buddy can wait to mess with you.”

Chi Zheng didn’t make a sound, his tongue arched his cheeks, and he looked outside the door. Then he snuffed out the cigarette neatly and threw it away, walked in and picked up a bottle of beer and bit it open with his mouth. The stuffed head was half a bottle. He leaned on the glass cabinet and wiped his mouth indiscriminately with his hands.

“Brothers are talking too much.” Shi Jin punished himself, looking up and dull.

The shop has been very quiet, and after a while, Chi Zheng lighted a cigarette again. He took a few breaths and vomited out fiercely. He took the cigarette and clamped it between his fingers, resting his arms lazily on the cabinet. Chi Zheng narrowed his eyes as the smoke surrounded him.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

Then, half a bottle was left in a breath of suffocation.

Shi Jin said ‘Hi’, “My brother, what a shit.”

“Fuck.”

Chi Zheng snorted and laughed. He leaned against the cabinet and smoked, and the phone rang suddenly. Chen Si said on the other end that he should go back at noon tomorrow, and he agreed. When Shi Jin heard the sound, he laughed and asked, “Auntie has been calling frequently recently, isn’t she going to tell you his wife, right?”

The person being asked paused, and smiled briefly.

“It really is.”

Shi Jin’ ah? ! “A moment, “Which one have you seen?”

Chi Zheng said faintly.

“How do you look?”

“Okay.”

He flicked the soot, thinking of the woman’s formal smile.

Shi Jin said, “It’s really interesting if you want to say it’s okay.”

Chi Zheng smiled.

“Hey!?” Shi Jin remembered and asked, “Where is that woman?”

“Which?”

“Tsk, it’s the one in the car that the cell phone dropped. Didn’t I ask you to fix the cell phone.”

Chi Zheng glanced at Shi Jin.

“how?”

Shi Jin chuckled, “Since you are all fancy, then let me chant this.”

Chi Zheng narrowed his eyebrows.

“Her contact information should you have?”

“No.”

He dropped a word.

“No.” Shi Jin was horrified. “That woman is really nice, I said.”

Chi Zheng glanced over, pressing his tongue against his cheek.

“Don’t think about her.”

Shi Jin: “…”

No one came to the shop at night. Shi Jin drove away until ten o’clock, and he was full of regrets before he left. Chi Zheng closed the shop, took off his short sleeves, naked torso, washed his face indiscriminately, and lay down to sleep. Moonlight seeped in from the window in the center of the wall above the bed and shone on the man’s unshaven face.

It was half past nine o’clock the next day, and the sun was good.

At that time, Meng Shengnan had just finished eating at home. She simply cleaned up and planned to visit Chen Si. When she left, she boiled some pigeon soup for the ceremony and let it go. She bent over to change shoes and put the soup on the shoe cabinet. Qi Qiao called when she was out, and she forgot.

I thought of it after sitting on 5○2, and I was immediately annoyed.

Later, I got out of the car and went to a shop near the community to buy some fruits and then went in. The fountain at the door was still there, and a small pot of chrysanthemum was placed under it. She walked in slowly, thinking of her careful thoughts that had been hidden deep in those long days, and she couldn’t help feeling deeply.

When she entered the house, Chen Si was the only one in the living room.

The woman is very enthusiastic, “Just come, what are you doing with these.”

She was embarrassed.

“You have to come often in the future, don’t bring it anymore.”

She smiled and made a ‘ahh’.

Speaking of Chen Sila, she went to the sofa and sat down, and an aunt in her 50s came out from the kitchen. Chen Si said that it would be fine to call Yang Ma, and Meng Shengnan smiled and said hello. Chen Si said again: “Sister Yang, A Zheng is also back today, let’s add a few more dishes.”

Hearing the sound, Meng Shengnan was taken aback.

Madam Yang went into the kitchen, and Chen Si smiled and said, “Sit down and I will look inside.”

How could Meng Shengnan sit still, “I will help too.”

In the kitchen, she was washing vegetables.

Chen Si cracked the eggs and sighed: “You said this time is passing fast or not, you were only sixteen or seventeen years old at that time, and now you are 24.”

Meng Shengnan nodded and said ‘um’.

Yang Ma and Chen Si looked at each other and laughed. There was the sound of motorcycles outside the house, from far to near. Meng Shengnan’s heart was tight, and Yang Ma smiled and said that it must be Ah Zheng. Within a few minutes, someone opened the door and came in. She hadn’t looked back when the voice was approaching.

“Why are they in the kitchen?”

Chen Sidao: “I’m back.”

“Ok.”

Chi Zheng said to Mother Yang again, and glanced at the back of the woman by the pool. At that time, Meng Shengnan slowly turned his head and looked over, not knowing what his expression should be. Chi Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked, “When did you come here?”

She whispered, “It’s just been a while.”

Chen Si glanced at Madam Yang, pulled Meng Shengnan to the kitchen door, and directly pushed the two out.

“Go chat in the living room, I will call you when the meal is ready.”

Then he closed the compartment door, Meng Shengnan pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly.

Chi Zheng glanced at her, “Sit down over there.”

On the sofa, she sits a little restrained.

“Is the cold gone?” Chi Zheng asked.

“Ok.”

Sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, Chi Zheng asked casually, “You were in Jiangcheng No. 9 Middle School in high school, right? Which class?”

Meng Shengnan’s heart beats, “Liberal Arts (4) Class.”

“Is it.”

Chi Zheng lowered his eyes and said, “I heard Lu Sibei say that you often write manuscripts?”

Meng Shengnan responded with a smile, “It’s okay to write and write.”

“I’m not talking about this.”

“what?”

Chi Zheng said, “Is there anything published?”

Meng Shengnan: “…”

She stroked the hair around her ear, and did not answer directly, “It’s all written casually.”

Chi Zheng raised his eyes: “What is your pen name?”

“…”

She was in a dilemma, and Chen Si asked to eat in the kitchen. She stood up hurriedly with an excuse to help, and ran away without even looking at him in a hurry. Looking at her slender figure, Chi Zheng couldn’t help but curl his mouth, touched his nose, his eyes narrowed.

At the dinner table, Ma Yang and Chen Si sat opposite.

Chi Zheng was next to her, the smell of the man was pervasive, and Meng Shengnan didn’t eat it. Chen Si smiled and talked about her college affairs, and Meng Shengnan pondered and said a few words. When she asked how she changed her major, she thought about it and said, “I still want to go back to Jiangcheng and become a teacher.”

The action of the man beside him holding vegetables paused.

“Not bad, your mother still teaches?”

She shook her head, “At home.”

“It’s time to rest, too, for so many years.” Chen Si said.

She smiled.

As he was talking, Chi Zheng’s cell phone rang. She stopped eating and took a look. The man frowned and responded briefly and then hung up the phone.

“What’s the matter?” Chen Si asked.

Chi Zheng: “A job.”

“Let’s go after eating.”

Chi Zheng said casually: “It’s okay, you guys eat.”

After speaking, he took a bite to eat, then put down his chopsticks and turned and went out. He walked to the door and turned to look at Meng Shengnan.

“When I finish my work this afternoon, I will send you back.”

Meng Shengnan’s cheeks were slightly hot, watching his figure go away. From time to time, I heard the starting sound of the motorcycle and slowly disappeared. After that, she helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Chen Sila was sitting in the yard and chatting.

Unconsciously, two or three hours have passed.

Chen Sixing started and asked her, “Do you still play the guitar now?”

She smiled, “Very few.”

“Try it now?”

Chen Si took out the guitar from the room, the same one she came to see when she was sixteen or seventeen. Under the big tree, Chen Si handed her the guitar. Meng Shengnan sat on the chair, with his toes touching the ground. She asked Chen Si: “What does the teacher want to hear?”

“A love letter from Jacky Zhang.” Chen Si’s brows were gentle.

She said yes and bounced.

When Chi Zheng came back, he saw the courtyard under the big locust tree. The young woman lowered her head slightly, plucking the strings with her fingers. He didn’t approach, just standing at the gate like that. The faint tone of the guitar came, and he just watched it. Then he leaned against the wall and smoked, keeping his eyes on the woman.

After she finished playing, she looked up and saw him stunned.

Chi Zheng threw away the cigarette and walked over, and Chen Si calmly returned to the house. The two of them were left in the yard, and Meng Shengnan stood up holding the guitar. She glanced at him, her eyes avoiding.

“Well, I will bring the guitar in for Teacher Chen.”

He stood looking behind, shaking his head and laughing. After Meng Shengnan went in, he told Chen Si that he would leave, and Chi Zheng just came over.

“Now?” he asked.

She nodded, “No need–“

“I’ll see you.” He interrupted her, “Let’s go.”

Chen Si smiled and sighed when they saw them going out.

At that time, the sun was pointing at three o’clock. She was sitting behind the motorcycle, Chi Zheng was not riding fast. In the car, the wind slipped past from both sides. He asked, “Where is the house?”

Meng Shengnan suddenly said, “Feng Shui Terrace.”

“Ok?”

She thought he didn’t hear clearly, her voice raised slightly, “Feng Shui Terrace.”

The corners of Chi Zheng’s mouth moved slightly, “What?”

Meng Shengnan: “Wind-Water-Taiwan.”

Chi Zheng smiled and turned, and stopped at an alley after twenty minutes. Meng Shengnan got out of the car and stroked his hair. There are no people on the street, and there are children playing in the alley. She thanked her and was about to leave, and suddenly remembered the pigeon soup brought by the ceremony.

“wait a moment.”

After she finished speaking, she ran into the alley.

Chi Zheng didn’t know what he meant, staring at her back. The white skirt she is wearing today is knee-length. When I ran, my skirts were all over, canvas shoes kicked one foot and one foot. Inexplicably, he felt that time stopped and the world was quiet. When she came out again, holding a small jar in her hand, she approached him.

“What?” he asked.

“My mother made the soup when I left at noon. I originally wanted to use it to replenish Teacher Chen’s body. When I left,” Meng Shengnan paused and blushed, “I just forgot it.”

He looked up at her.

In the back, the clamor of the children gradually approached and ran past them one by one. I don’t know who made the noise, and hit her back with his arm. Meng Shengnan didn’t react, still holding the soup jar in his hand, so his body suddenly leaned forward, staggering.

Chi Zheng’s eyes are quick and quick, he puts his arms around her waist and catches the soup pot with the other.

Only one second.

Her lips fell on his right cheek.