long marriage

Chapter 688
"I don't know what you like to drink..."

There was no food at home, so he tied a scarf and took a vegetable basket, "Zhou Xiang, you stay...Xixi has dinner..."

Zhou Xi was sitting on the sofa. This sofa has been around for some years, and the style is very old. It just looks old.

"...You..." Zhou Xiang seemed to want to ask Zhou Xi if she was doing well, and how she found him, but seeing Zhou Xi's outfit, he swallowed his words again.

In the final analysis, I was ashamed of my child, and it was useless to say anything.

"Why don't you come to see me?" Zhou Xi just wanted to ask this.

Tell her, tell her, she is an unwanted child, she can bear it, what's the difference between not wanting one person and not wanting two people?
She didn't come to find fault, or this problem has been pressing in her heart, don't you miss her?

"There are reasons."

Can't find it?
T city is big, but will it be difficult to find someone if you really want to?

Still don't want to look for it?
Zhou Xiang doesn't really want to talk about the past. An era has its attributes, so we can't say who is right and who is wrong.

"How did you find me?" Zhou Xiang asked.

"I have my way." Zhou Xi smiled perfunctorily.

When she saw her biological father, she couldn't find any feeling of closeness. Did time break up the family relationship or something?

"How is your mother?" Zhou Xiang thought for a while before asking.

"It depends on how you understand the meaning of this word. My second husband died, and now I'm married for the third time. I'm married to an overseas Chinese who has returned from China. She's old enough to be my grandfather." He said in a neutral tone.

Zhou Xiang's eyes didn't have much light, so he nodded, as if that should be the case, as it should be.

but……

"Your mother told you I live here?"

"Her?" Zhou Xi curled her lips: "If she could tell me, I wouldn't just come to the door today."

"I... now life is pretty good, I have a pension, and you..." Zhou Xiang looked at his daughter's face, and squeezed out the word in embarrassment: "Life is good with your aunt, Don't miss me... us."

Zhou Xi was carrying the bag, and Zhou Xiang started to grab his daughter's hand, because the reaction was that after the action, he caught Zhou Xi's hand, and then retracted as if he had touched a bomb, "Stay here and have a meal."

Dad's hand.

It was Dad's hand.

Old and worn out.

She really wanted to turn around and leave immediately, did she miss such a meal?She can eat the most expensive meal in the world, why should she stay here?But for some reason, she sat down anyway. She looked at the old man whose hair was more than half gray. His hair was not all white, but some black and white fused together to form a kind of gray.

The woman came back and was busy in the kitchen.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made a little..."

Cook a little casually, a table of twelve dishes, Zhou Xi thought, this is really casual.

Why do you look at her like a landlord?What did she do to be sorry for herself?

What are you guilty of?
When Zhou Xi picked up the rice bowl, the hostess seemed relieved. The dishes were well cooked and tasted good. It seemed that they often cook at home. Zhou Xi held the dishes with chopsticks, Chinese food.

Her mother can only cook Western food. I don’t know if she can’t cook Chinese food or she doesn’t bother to do it. She doesn’t cook very often. There are servants at home. She looked at that woman and suddenly remembered Lin Man’s. Mom, such a person has a mother smell in him.

(End of this chapter)