Ding Changlin looked at the words sent by Zhang Liangxue and became more complicated. He knew very well that Zhang Liangxue really loved him. The more such a devil she is, the more she will use all her strength when she truly loves someone.
Her love is more thorough and fierce than Zhang Liangyu's.
Ding Changlin put away his mobile phone, but it was impossible not to think of Zhang Liangxue in his mind. In this strange room, Ding Changlin finally couldn't sleep. In his waking dream, Ding Changlin kept chasing the woman as thin as a bamboo pole, dressed in white.
The skirt was floating in his sight, and he just couldn't catch up. Just as he wanted to catch up with Ouyang Lan, he was about to catch it, but every time he got closer, the shadow would become more ethereal----
Ding Changlin couldn't catch up with the shadow. The more anxious he was, the harder it was to catch up. He woke up in the middle of the chase, but the sun shone in through the curtains. It was obviously very late. He got up in a hurry.
Got dressed and left the room.
Guan Zhangquan went to work. As soon as Aunt Yu saw Ding Changlin coming out, she quickly said: "Mayor Ding, the chief told me before he left. When you get up and see what you want to eat, I will cook it for you."
When Aunt Yu called Ding Changlin Mayor Ding, he was surprised, but he didn't take it seriously. He smiled, looked at Aunt Yu politely and said, "Aunt Yu, you don't have to greet me. I'll go out to do errands after I wash up."
, you can go about your business, I'll go outside and eat some at will."
"Then what can I do? I have to handle the matters assigned by the chief. Besides, my wife hasn't had breakfast either. I always have to do it." Aunt Yu said.
When Ding Changlin heard Aunt Yu's words, he thought for a moment and said politely: "Thank you, Aunt Yu, for your hard work. I will eat whatever you give Madam."
Ding Changlin mentioned his wife intentionally, but he still wanted to know about his adoptive mother.
"Madam's breakfast is very light. I'm afraid Mayor Ding won't be able to eat it. I'd better make you some noodles, do you think that's okay? You all drank a lot yesterday and didn't eat much. It's not good for you to have an empty stomach.
"Aunt Yu still likes to talk, nagging Ding Changlin. That's right. In such a big house, Madam shouldn't be able to talk to her. She caught Ding Changlin, but she talked more. Besides, Ding Changlin also hopes
This aunt talks more and lets him know more about this family.
"Okay, okay, thank you Aunt Yu." Ding Changlin said politely and went to wash up.
Aunt Yu seemed very happy to see that Ding Changlin had listened to her suggestion, and went to the kitchen to make noodles for Ding Changlin.
After Ding Changlin finished washing, he went straight to the kitchen. Aunt Yu was still cooking noodles. Ding Changlin called out: "Aunt Yu," Aunt Yu looked back at Ding Changlin and said with a smile: "It's almost done, it's almost done, you're here."
Just in time, help me keep an eye on the pot, and I'll serve breakfast to Madam."
Ding Changlin really wanted to say that he was willing to take breakfast to the second floor for Aunt Yu, but he couldn't say it. Besides, if he really wanted him to take breakfast to the second floor, what would he say to his adoptive mother? He was so anxious to alarm him.
Is the foster mother really good?
Ding Changlin suppressed what he wanted to say, looked at Aunt Yu and said: "Okay, okay, Aunt Yu, go ahead and add some more when it's cooked."
Aunt Yu was a little moved when she saw that Ding Changlin was so approachable and called Aunt Yu one after another. She said in a small voice: "Madam, you have breakfast at this time every day. It won't work one minute earlier, and it won't work one minute later. I won't say it any more."
, I have to send it up."
While Aunt Yu was talking, she had already carried Madam's breakfast out of the kitchen. She said it was breakfast, but it was just a glass of milk and a piece of toasted bread. For Ding Changlin, he couldn't even fill the corners of his stomach with this breakfast, but Madam was
After eating this, he was sure that the woman standing beside his bed last night was his wife and his adoptive mother. What on earth was she going to do?
Ding Changlin looked at the noodles in the pot and was very distracted for a while. How could every woman who appeared in his life be so different? What kind of story does this foster mother have? She must have many stories.
This was Ding Changlin's intuition at this time.
While Ding Changlin was thinking this, Aunt Yu went downstairs. Seeing Ding Changlin standing in the kitchen in a daze, she hurriedly came over and shouted: "The water is almost boiling dry," while pouring some cold water into the pot.
Seeing that he had lost his composure, Ding Changlin said with great embarrassment: "Aunt Yu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I," when Ding Changlin said this, he found that he didn't know how to explain it.
"Okay, okay, I know, I know, you must be thinking about the lady upstairs, right?" Aunt Yu suddenly lowered her voice and looked at Ding Changlin with a mysterious face and asked.
Ding Changlin didn't expect Aunt Yu to ask him this. He was even more embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. He wanted to know, but Aunt Yu was the nanny of Guan Zhangquan's family. The nanny of this kind of family would have to ask her for permission.
It's good.
Aunt Yu might really be longing for someone to listen to her, and regardless of whether Ding Changlin responded to her words, she continued: "Madam, it's really strange. I have been the aunt of the chief's family for three years, and I have never heard her say a word.
I sent her three meals in the morning to her room, and I went to get the tableware she had finished eating. Even if she went downstairs, she would never talk to me. When she saw me, she seemed not to have seen me. She was in the yard.
Of course, she didn't talk to the chief. In my impression, the chief and her didn't seem to have anything to say.
Alas, this is a good home, but there is no life at all. When you didn't come, the home was lifeless. If the chief hadn't been kind to me and helped me arrange my son's work, I would have wanted to go back to the village. It was too boring.
Yeah, it's too boring.
Mayor Ding, the chief likes you very much. I can see that he has not been so happy for a long time. You will have to come more often in the future to make this family lively.
However, I heard that the second young lady is coming back. Once she comes back, the house will be lively. I heard that Madam only talks to her."
When Aunt Yu was talking like this, Ding Changlin heard the footsteps again that he heard last night. He hurriedly tugged at the corner of Aunt Yu's clothes, but it was still too late, and the footsteps stopped at the kitchen door.
The shadow that floated last night had changed into a dazzling red coat, but Ding Changlin could see clearly this time. She actually had golden shawl curly hair, and if it weren't for a tragically pale face,
Ding Changlin felt that this adoptive mother was really a beauty. Even though she should be in her fifties or sixties, her adoptive mother did not look like someone of her age at all. Her eyes, nose and small, lipsticked lips were really very similar.
The woman in Mr. Yue's office is just a frail one, while the other one is full of energy!