Chapter 53: My dear uncle, please come back quickly. You can’t hold it any longer.

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 53: My dear uncle, please come back quickly. You can’t hold it any longer.

"Director Hao!"

Su Ling came to the yard, opened the door, looked at the middle-aged man in front of her and said hello expressionlessly.

Hao Wanrong felt itchy in his heart when he looked at the charming Su Ling in front of him.

However, he still coughed slightly and said with a serious face: "Su Ling, you haven't been here for the past few days, why haven't you said anything to the group! There is something wrong with your attitude!"

Su Ling looked at him and said expressionlessly: "Director Hao, my illness was sudden, and I asked Comrade Ai Qin to tell the group for me. Didn't she tell me?"

"Ah, are you sick? I really know this! I'm busy in the county today."

Hao Wanrong said with a knowing look, and then asked with a concerned look: "How is your health? Are you okay?"

"Thank you, Director Hao, for your concern. I'm much better now. I can go to the group tomorrow."

Hearing this, Hao Wanrong nodded, sighed and said: "Su Ling, it's not okay if you don't have a head in this family. How have you considered what I said before? And you left the Hua family, too.

Join the revolution! This is also your determination and ideological transformation."

"Thank you, Director Hao. My lover is still alive. Don't say such things again in the future."

Hua Muming finished speaking with a straight face, and then said: "Sorry, I'm feeling a little unwell, so I'm going to rest first."

"Hey, okay, then go in and rest quickly, your health is important."

Hao Wanrong wanted to say more, but when he saw that he was about to close the door, he quickly said something concerned.

When Hua Mu saw this, she closed the door silently.

Hao Wanrong watched the other party close the door and go back, then touched his chin.

Then he left with a smile.

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In the room, Yang Xiaole watched Hua Mu leave and knew that Hua Mu's name was Su Ling.

It sounds pretty good.

Looking at Hua Yourong who was unhappy, he asked, "What's going on? Who is that person? I think your mother seems unhappy."

Children's words are unbridled!

Hua Yourong snorted: "He wants to be my dad, but it's not like I don't have a dad!"

Then he talked about the general situation.

The other party is the deputy director of the art troupe (I can only use the word director instead, that is not allowed to be written.)

I got divorced the year before last.

Eyes on Su Ling.

Yang Xiaole nodded lightly. There was indeed a big wave of divorces in the past few years (does anyone know the reason?).

Hua Yourong looked at the bicycle at the door and smiled and said, "Can you still ride a bicycle? I don't even dare. My mother is afraid that I will fall. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else."

It's not that I look down on him.

But bicycles are a luxury item for people in the city, let alone Yang Xiaole in the countryside.

Yang Xiaole smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, our production team has a bicycle, I learned it from them."

This is nonsense.

The entire production team only has one bicycle, and Yang Qingwen's precious one is no good.

His son would be beaten if he moved secretly.

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As she spoke, Su Ling regained her smile and smiled at him: "Xiao Le, please play for a while. It's already four o'clock. I'm going to cook and eat at home tonight."

After saying that, I went into the kitchen to cook.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole stood up quickly: "Auntie, thank you, I can't eat here. My uncle and the others don't know where I have gone! If they can't find me, they will probably die of panic."

You have to pretend to be a little more like yourself.

Su Ling hesitated after hearing this.

Come to think of it, this kid came from the countryside to visit relatives, and he would probably die of panic if he couldn't find his family members.

Thinking of this, she said: "Then wait a moment and I will bring you something back."

After saying that, he walked towards a house.

"Hey, Auntie, you're welcome!"

But Su Ling ignored him and went straight into the room.

"You're welcome! My mother said she would go to your house to thank you, and you just happened to be here, so we don't need to make a trip."

Hua Yourong persuaded her there.

While talking, Su Ling came out carrying a cloth bag, which was obviously ready.

After coming out, she glared at Hua Yourong: "You girl, how can you talk? What do you mean we don't need to go there?"

Hua Yourong stuck out her tongue, as if she had said the wrong thing, which meant she was too lazy to go to the countryside.

Su Ling put the things on the table and said with a smile, "It's not much, just a little thought. If you don't accept it, it'll be fine. I'll take a day off in a few days, and I can go to your house with me to play."

Yang Xiaole didn't know what was inside, and it wasn't appropriate to open it and look at it.

It was just Su Ling's words that blocked him.

Not accepted?

It's okay. I'll deliver it in person. Are you embarrassed not to accept it?

Thinking of this, he thanked him: "Well, thank you, auntie."

"Hey, you are so good. If you come to the city in the future, if you don't mind, come over and have fun."

This dislike is not just a polite word, it is a real dislike. It is naturally their family problem.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Yang Xiaole took the thing, which was quite heavy, and said to her: "By the way, Auntie, next time my dad catches a big fish, I will bring it to you for free."

Sending a big fish over won't have much impact.

Hua Mu happily agreed: "Okay, I'll give you money when you come. You can't give it up."

Yang Xiaole didn't answer the call either, so he could only wait and see what happened.

Just as he was about to leave, he thought of something and said to Hua's mother sheepishly, "Well, auntie, do you have any old clothes that you don't want at home?"

With my mother's temperament, even if it is a defective piece of cloth, I have to wear it after the Chinese New Year.

Bringing back some old clothes is a very prestigious thing in the village.

It's not like he can't afford new clothes.

But there are too many new clothes that are simply not suitable for appearing in rural areas, and being too high-profile is not a good thing.

This kind of old clothes is just right.

Mother Hua also knew that cloth in the countryside was rarer than in the city, so she nodded: "Okay, I'll go up and tidy up some for you, and you'll take it back later. You Rong, go and see if there are any unwanted clothes and give them to him."

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"Well, okay, mother."

When Hua Yourong heard this, she ran upstairs.

And Hua Mu also followed up.

Yang Xiaole was waiting there.

After waiting for a while, the two of them came down carrying a lot of things.

Hua Yourong held something in her hands, revealed her little face, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Le, do you have a girl in your family? I don't know if I can wear my clothes. There are still ones from my childhood here.

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"Well, I have a 7-year-old sister and a 14-year-old sister."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the clothes held by the two and said quickly: "There are too many, don't have so many, just one or two pieces will be fine, and your clothes are too new, it is best to use older ones."

"Ah? The old one?"

After hearing his words, Hua Yourong looked embarrassed.

When she first heard that he asked for clothes, Hua Yourong was actually quite happy, because no one could understand her helpless mood that day.

If it weren't for Yang Xiaole, what would she do if her mother left and her father was not in the country?

So she wanted to help a little bit.

Yang Xiaole looked at the strange two people and explained casually: "It is not a good thing to dress too well in the countryside."

When Hua Mu heard this, she thought about it and suddenly understood.

Isn't that what she's in now?
Chapter completed!