Chapter 14【Spider Silk】

Lao Sun's home is in the school's faculty and staff dormitory building, which is less than a few hundred meters away from the school.

　　It is also an old-fashioned unit building, but it can be seen that the sanitary environment is pretty good. There are no such piles of bicycles everywhere in the corridor. There is a row of carports of tin houses downstairs.

　　This is really pretty good in 2001.

　　When Lao Sun opened the door with the key, Chen Nuo walked in with him, and at the first glance he saw Sun Xiaohua sitting on the sofa.

　　There is heating in the house, which is sufficient. The girl's thin cotton sweater, on the contrary, outlines the girl's unrestrained figure like a begonia.

　　When Chen Nuo walked in, the girl was leaning on the sofa very impersonally, sitting cross-legged, with a disheveled look, holding a corn in her hand, gnawing impersonally, and the TV set "Blue The latest episode of "Living and Deadly Love".

　　Obviously, the girl was drooling at Yuanbin's face on the screen while gnawing corn.

　　That's it! Human set collapsed!

　　The girl heard the door open, but she turned her head lazily, and then saw Chen Nuo...

　　"..." After a second, Sun Xiaohua screamed, suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and ran back to the room in a hurry.

　　Chen Nuo doesn't care about the dissemination of Sun Xiaohua's beauties...

　　It's really that cotton sweater and autumn clothes are really close to the body, that curve...

　　Tut tut...

　　His eyes followed Sun Xiaohua all the way to the girl's room.

　　cough! ! ! !

　　Lao Sun coughed, causing Chen Nuo to withdraw his gaze.

　　Old Sun glared at Chen Nuo: "Change your shoes, then go to the living room to sit down and do your homework first!"

　　Looking at this boy who is becoming increasingly unpleasant now, Lao Sun suddenly regretted a little.

　　Do I count the wolves into the room?

　　A few minutes later, Sun Xiaohua came out of the room. She had already put on a woolen coat at home and a pair of fluffy cotton slippers under her feet. The hair is also tied into a neat but youthful ponytail.

　　When the two of them were sweeping the playground after school the day before yesterday, Chen Nuo inadvertently praised her for her good-looking ponytails, so Sun Xiaohua was wearing ponytails every day in the school these past two days.

　　"Dad...that, he, why did he come?" Sun Xiaohua looked at her father cautiously.

　　Lao Sun was packing his briefcase and said casually: "Oh, I will bring him back for a meal."

　　As he said, he raised his head to look at his daughter, and then at the kid.

　　"Both of you do your homework honestly! Chen Nuo, you just write on the dining room table! Cocoa, you write in the living room! Don't whisper!"

　　Browsing eyebrows took out the school bag and homework.

　　Sun Xiaohua is naturally unwilling to stay away, and she sneaks a glance at Chen Nuo from time to time.

　　What surprised the girl, however, was that the guy who had always been rude had clear and calm eyes at the moment. He was carefully looking at his living room and kitchen, and then suddenly smiled, lowered his head and opened the textbook.

　　Is he afraid of his father?

　　No way.

　　Chen Nuo felt that his heart was suddenly plunged into a strange emotion.

　　Old-fashioned furniture, simple decoration and warm house from time to time.

　　Yellowed wallpaper, warm heating.

　　The sound of Lao Sun cutting vegetables and washing vegetables came from the kitchen...

　　Chen Nuo took a deep breath, almost greedy. As if wanting to leave this kind of self as if for a lifetime, the name is called "warm" breath, deeply inhaled into his body.

　　He looked at Sun Xiaohua, and there was no longer the usual teasing and scorn in his eyes, but with a hint of...

　　Warmth.

　　·

　　Lao Sun actually doesn't know how to cook.

　　After he chopped and washed the vegetables, he walked out of the kitchen and sat on the sofa in the living room with a cup of tea.

A newspaper.　　After watching for a while, he took out the cigarette, thought for a while, looked at his daughter and Chen Nuo, didn't order, but went to the balcony to smoke.

　　Originally, Chen Nuo had been looking down at his book. After the old grandson opened the balcony door and went out to smoke, he raised his head and looked at his grandson Xiaohua.

　　"Your father, you are a nice guy."

　　·

　　Lao Sun is a very nice person, but this meal is not very good.

　　The homework of the two boys and girls was written at half past seven, during which the old grandson went out to smoke three or five times and made two phone calls. But Sun Xiaohua's mother has not returned yet.

　　This embarrassed the old grandson who praised the chicken legs in Haikou.

　　Chen Nuo didn't care, but the school girl had already ran directly into his room, then took out a roll of Oreo cookies, sat next to Chen Nuo, and tore the points for him to eat.

　　"My mother often works overtime and comes back late. If you are hungry, eat some of this first."

　　Lao Sun is a little bit thinking about myocardial infarction... Before, his intimate little quilted jackets used to eat biscuits for himself first! ! !

　　After thinking about it, Lao Sun got up and walked into the kitchen, turned out a bucket of dried noodles, and leaned out to look at the two children in the living room.

　　"Or, let's get some noodles first, cocoa, you can cook it."

　　Sun Xiaohua seemed to be accustomed to it. Hearing this, she jumped off the chair and hopped to the kitchen.

　　Lao Sun thought about it again, he turned around, put on his jacket and changed his shoes to go out.

　　Ten minutes later, Lao Sun came back with a bag of cooked vegetables in his hand.

　　Salted duck, pork head meat, and cold seaweed.

　　The noodles that Sun Xiaohua cooked were very mediocre, and a little bit rotten.

　　The brine duck is a bit salty, and the pork head is also a bit dry. As for the cold kelp, there is obviously too much MSG.

　　But this meal, Chen Nuo ate very sweet.

　　Because when the meal was opened, Lao Sun's first chopsticks clamped a duck leg into Chen Nuo's bowl.

　　But Lao Sun's kind expression lasted only one second.

　　Because Sun Xiaohua then picked up a duck wing and looked like it was about to be delivered to Chen Nuo's bowl... Seeing that the beads in Lao Sun's eyes were about to come out, Sun Xiaohua smiled, and the chopsticks hovered in mid-air. In a circle, the duck wings eventually fell into Lao Sun's bowl.

　　While chatting during the meal, Chen Nuo listened to the tidbits of Sun's school and talked about his mother, a small civil servant at the grassroots level, but has been very busy, especially in recent months. It seems that he has been involved in the reconstruction of a certain area, so he often Work overtime.

　　So when the old grandson is working overtime, his daughter delivers meals, not every day he eats chicken thighs—most of the time, they are actually noodles cooked by Sun Xiaohua and paired with two ham sausages.

　　The drumsticks that day were just a coincidence.

　　When a meal was almost over, a key sound came from the door.

　　The door opened, and a woman who appeared to be in her thirties walked in.

　　Chen Nuo can be sure at a glance that this is Sun Xiaohua's mother—the two are too alike.

　　Sun Xiaohua's insensible silhouette is generally inherited from her mother, exquisite and compact. The only difference is those peach eyes.

　　The eyes of Sun Xiaohua's mother, uh, the corners of her eyes flew up a little bit-they looked a little more charming.

　　I painted a light makeup on my face, very light, but obviously the kind of thoughtfulness. Wearing a short trench coat for women, the style is the most popular style this year.

　　Sun Xiaohua's mother came in and saw the three people at the dinner table. She saw Chen Nuo. She was taken aback for a while, then smiled and nodded as a greeting.

　　The old grandson got up, took the bag from his wife, then bent over and took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them under her feet.

　　"Well, the child did not finish cooking at home, I will bring you to deal with it. I still wanted to eat the chicken drumsticks you made, why are you coming back so late." After that, the old grandson turned around and smiled at Chen Nuo: "This is me. My love, my surname is Yang, and your name is Aunt Yang."

　　Chen Nuo's performance tonight is completely different from that in school during the day. He stood up politely and leaned slightly:'Hello Aunt Yang. My name is Chen Nuo. "

　　"Well, you sit down and eat, you are welcome." The tone was light.

　　Ms. Yang walked to the sofa and sat down, but Lao Sun had already entered the kitchen and poured a glass of water out soon.

　　Mix it with cold boiled water, and the temperature is just right for the mouth.

　　After Ms. Yang drank half a cup, Lao Sun already asked very concerned: "Why have you worked overtime so late, have you eaten?"

　　Chen Nuo couldn't help but smile when he saw the old grandson like this.

　　Old grandson, besides being a daughter slave, I'm afraid he is still a wife slave at home.

　　Ms. Yang nodded, her voice very tired: "Well, I took a bite. Today I accompanied the leader to the countryside to see the planned plot. After walking for a long time, I can't be tired."

　　With that, Ms. Yang walked to her daughter's side and kissed the girl's face: "You are not allowed to watch TV at night, and do your homework after dinner."

　　Sun Xiaohua smiled and pushed her mother away, frowning and said: "Mom, you smell too much smoke."

　　Lao Sun asked after hearing this: "Smoke?"

　　Ms. Yang sighed: "The people in the development office are old smokers. They can't stop me if they want to smoke. I smoked in an office all night, and my eyes were almost red." She said, she was already facing Walked to the bedroom: "I have a terrible headache, I will lie down for a while."

　　Old Sun Song entered the room with his wife, and then said loudly when he came out: "Don't lie down for too long, I'll give you hot milk."

　　Sun Xiaohua touched Chen Nuo with her arm, and whispered: "My mother is pretty! My father is kind to my mother!"

　　As she said, the girl looked at Chen Nuo with expectant eyes, as if she was suggesting something.

　　Chen Nuo didn't speak, thoughtful.

　　He quickly pulled the noodles out of the bowl, and then took the bowl to the kitchen.

　　"Let it go, I'll wash it, don't you." Lao Sun chased in and drove Chen Nuo out of the kitchen.

　　Chen Nuo thought for a while: "Old Sun, it's getting late, I'll go back."

　　Lao Sun looked at Chen Nuo and seemed to want to talk to him, but he still didn't say anything. He just patted him on the shoulder: "Don't feel pressure on things after school today. Your own thoughts are the most important. Over there...I will. Let me tell you first. The prisoners are used to going straight to each other, and students don't do ideological work like this. Well, you can go back tonight, rest early, and don't be late for school tomorrow."

　　Chen Nuo smiled sincerely at Lao Sun.

　　Sun Xiaohua was a little reluctant, but in front of her father, she didn't dare to show too much.

　　Chir sent Chen Nuo to the door and watched Chen Nuo change his shoes.

　　When Chen Nuo changed his shoes, his eyebrows suddenly raised again.

　　But he didn't say anything, got up, said goodbye, opened the door, and left.

　　·

　　When he reached the first floor, Chen Nuo stood downstairs, watching the lights of the houses upstairs.

　　The Sun's house is on the fifth floor. This position just happens to be able to see the light in the window of the living room.

　　Chen Nuo's eyebrows twisted slightly.

　　Does cigarette smell...

　　That is obviously the smell of cigar.

　　In 2001, there were very few people who smoked cigars in the Mainland, and the ordinary class like Lao Sun might be even less accessible.

　　As for when going out to change shoes...

　　Chen Nuo saw the shoes that Ms. Yang had just changed at the door.

　　It was a pair of crimson leather boots.

　　The boots are shiny, and the soles are clean.

　　After thinking about it, Chen Nuo looked at the lit window on the fifth floor with some nostalgia, and eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind. In the dark, he walked away step by step with his hands in his pockets.