Home of Rebirth

The third year of junior high school has entered the second half of the semester, and I have to make up lessons on Saturdays.

When school was over at six o'clock in the evening, as soon as Xia Yue stepped out of the class gate, he saw Meng Huaiyuan standing in the corridor, talking to the teacher. Seeing him coming out, he turned his head and smiled at him.

"come over."

Xia Yue walked over, Meng Huaiyuan reached out to hug him, then turned to look at the teacher and said: "Then teacher, I will leave first, and I will come to see you another day."

The teacher smiled and nodded: "Let's go, let's go, be careful when you go back."

Meng Huaiyuan helped Xia Yue carry his schoolbag, and Kang Shixin chattered non-stop beside them.

Yuan Shang followed behind them, looking at Meng Huaiyuan's hand on Xia Yue's shoulder, his deep blue eyes became a little gloomy.

Meng Huaiyuan's hand caressed Xia Yue's round shoulders, and he could almost feel how smooth and delicate skin was wrapped under the thin cloth, and the clean and rushing blood under the skin, the slender fingers couldn't help but feel more I touched it a few times.

In a small city after six o'clock, the dusk is coming to an end, and the bungalows with uneven heights are burning with smoke. Not far away, Anshan stands silently, and you can hear the voices of children playing, and the voices of aunts pushing carts and selling vegetables. Yelling.

Everything is tender and lingering, making people nostalgic, and it is the most touching and nostalgic moment in memory.

So after Kang Shixin came home, Meng Huaiyuan directly dragged Xia Yue to an empty corner in the alley, bowed his head and kissed him hard on the corner of his mouth.

What he asked with one mouth was the same sentence he often asked.

"Think about me?"

"Think." Xia Yue nodded, looked around suddenly, and pushed him away uncomfortably: "Stop making trouble, let others see it later."

"Then why don't you come to live with me today?" Meng Huaiyuan pecked his cheek again.

"Okay!" Xia Yue agreed happily, but then said: "But you have to go to my house for dinner. The ribs my mother left for you have been in the refrigerator for several days."

Meng Huaiyuan smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hug him heavily in his arms, then kissed the earlobe, and then reluctantly let go.

The two of them left the secluded alley, and the sky was already getting dark, and the sound of frying the vegetables could be vaguely heard the moment they were put into the pot.

Yuan Shang came out from the corner, holding his schoolbag in one hand, and quietly looked at the direction Xia Yue left. He felt that he had glimpsed a huge secret. He was both happy and disappointed because of this secret.

After standing there for a while, he turned around and left.

He has a withdrawn personality, and he never had much contact with his classmates in school, so he doesn't have many friends, and occasionally hears some rumors.

That is about his biracial background.

It is very simple to say, his mother used to be a high-achieving student in a key university in other provinces, and his parents were also university professors, but they were severely persecuted during the turmoil, and in the end they couldn't. Yuan Shang's mother was sent to the United States.

Yuan Shang was born in the United States, his father was a tall and handsome white man.

Later, the American divorced his mother, and the helpless woman took the child with him. He couldn’t stay in the United States, so he could only choose to return to China. There were no people in his hometown, except for a cousin from an uncle’s family. Based on this common sense, she took Yuan Shang and defected here.

After he got home, it was completely dark, and his mother was cooking for the uncle's family, like a nanny.

"Come back? Why did you come back so late today? Is it school..."

Before his mother finished speaking, Yuan Shang had already entered his hut with his schoolbag.

It was just a narrow partition, a room divided in two, and the next door was his mother's residence.

There is only room for a bed and a small table, and there is no window in the room, and it is extremely hot when the door is closed, but Yuan Shang still does not want to open the door, and he does not want to see his cousin's family.

Mother sighed, put down the spatula in her hand, opened the door and walked to him: "What's the matter? I'm not happy today?"

Yuan Shang didn't speak. He threw his schoolbag on the ground and leaned on the small bed with his back to the person.

"Okay, don't be upset, bear with it, when you go to high school, you will either live in school or your mother will take you out..." She paused, then continued: "I'll tell you another piece of good news, Mum has found a job and won't be living here really anytime soon."

Yuan Shang still didn't speak, but turned his head to look at his mother's aging face. He still remembered that when he was a child in the United States, their family lived in a big house, and his mother would sometimes wear a brightly colored cheongsam with her hair neatly tied up.

Every time his American father saw it, he would unabashedly express his love and approval, and he would reach out and hug his mother for a deep kiss.

But suddenly he didn't love her anymore, leaving only a mother in simple clothes and disheveled hair.

For a moment, Yuan Shang's blue eyes flickered, and it appeared before his eyes that he was in that remote alley corner just now.

The tall and handsome high school entrance examination champion also hugged Xia Yue and kissed him, his eyes were smiling and affectionate.

Xia Yue also behaved obediently, not moving at all, whatever the man said he would do.

"What's the matter, what are you thinking about?" His mother's slender fingers flashed in front of his eyes. Those hands were very dexterous and could draw inspirational pictures, but it had been a long time since she had painted, and she was doing laundry and cooking at my uncle's house all day long.

Yuan Shang shook his head: "What kind of job did you find?"

"Steel rope factory, very simple assembly line work." Mother smiled, and the corners of her eyes appeared small, but she could still see the gentleness soaked in poetry and books: "What's wrong with you, you are absent-minded these days, aren't you?" ...Did you like the girl at work?"

Yuan Shang was taken aback, looked up in surprise, and shouted a little annoyed, "What did you say?"

"If you really like someone, it's not a bad thing. Mom is different from others. As long as you don't delay your studies, mom will support you. What kind of girl is she? Is she beautiful?" The corner of the mother's mouth showed relief and a hint of teasing smile.

Yuan Shang thought of Xia Yue's face.

It was indeed an impeccably beautiful face, handsome and heroic yet full of elegance.

After Xia Yue and Meng Huaiyuan returned home, Mama Xia's meal was ready. There was also a little sweet potato in the stewed ribs with melon. After stewing for a long time, the soup had completely soaked into the ribs, and the melon was very delicate and sweet.

It has to be said that Xia's mother's cooking skills have improved several levels compared to her previous life.

Maybe when people live well, they start to pay attention to food.

In Xia Yue's eyes, Xia's mother has changed very well.

The 8000 yuan from Xia Laoliu's family still hasn't been repaid, and there is a tendency not to play tricks.

Maybe Xia's mother knew this would happen a long time ago, so she didn't force Xia Laosan to ask for it, and didn't make it too ugly, just let Xia Lao[-] dare not come to cheat others again.

Later, Mother Xia told him: "Who will get back the money that went to your sixth uncle? I already knew they wouldn't take it back. Your dad is so stupid, and I don't expect him to ask for it. After all, no matter how he is, he is the third elder brother. The 8000 yuan is considered a lesson for him. Mom thinks it is worth it. Really, son, you don’t know. It doesn’t stop, in fact, it doesn’t stop now, but as long as it doesn’t cause trouble to our house, it’s fine.”

After eating, Meng Huaiyuan carried Xia Yue and Xia Yue's schoolbag to his hut.

When I entered the door, I saw Li Hongxia.

Meng Huaiyuan nodded at him, but did not speak.

Li Hongxia glanced at him, and unexpectedly said, "Hey, you're back, have you eaten yet?"

Just when Xia Yue was surprised and thought that Li Hongxia had finally found out her conscience, she heard her say in a strange voice: "I haven't been to your father's place recently, your father gave you money, what are you talking about, Huaiyuan, It’s not my aunt talking about you. Although it’s your father, you know how far and close you are. Your father is different now. He has a family. He usually doesn’t care about you. I heard he has two sons, right? , you have to be careful, this house was left to you by your mother, don't let others take it away."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Yue couldn't help but snort coldly.

Who can rob the house, who can rob it except you.

Speaking of this, I just watched Meng Qiushi come back, and I was afraid that he would take over Meng Huaiyuan, and naturally the house would have to be taken over by someone else, and then there would be nothing to do with their uncles.

Meng Huaiyuan looked at her and said nothing, he just dragged Xia Yue into the room and closed the door.

Li Hongxia gritted her teeth outside the door.

She is determined to get this house, otherwise why would she come here for so many years.

Seeing Meng Qiushi come back now, he really couldn't sit still.

After Meng Huaiyuan entered the room, he pressed Xia Yue against the wall and kissed him hard.

Then he lowered his head and chuckled, "Yue Yue rolled his eyes at her just now."

"I just don't like her vigor. Really, this kind of person is really simple, and all those dirty thoughts are put on her face." Xia Yue complained.