It’s Colder Today

He has never been firmly chosen. Otherwise, why wouldn't his mother fight for his custody rights?

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He and Shi Yun were together.

soon.

But Wei Songying was used to this kind of love.

He always jumps into a relationship quickly and then gets out quickly.

After we got together that day, Shi Yun transferred money to him. Looking at the zeros, Wei Cong smiled: "The first time we fell in love was when a girl gave me money."

Shi Yun knew that the repair parts for his car had to be imported, so the cost of repairs was estimated to be very expensive. The money may not be enough, but it is enough to cover all the subsequent compensation and treatment expenses for the hospitalized delivery boy.

It’s even enough to offset the cost of his next insurance price increase.

After getting together, they were actually no different from before. He was not someone who liked to use his mobile phone to tell his girlfriend the details of three meals a day, and Shi Yun was not free enough to tell him how many pages of the book he had read today.

For Wei Songying, weekends were no different from normal times. Grandpa asked him to go over and have a meal.

Wei Cong agreed.

It happened that grandma went to a silk shop to make clothes that day, and a driver from the family took grandma there. However, after Wei Cong asked for the address, he asked the driver to leave first, playing the role of a good grandson.

When Wei Zongying arrived at the store, her grandma was tailoring clothes, and there was Biluo chūn soaking in the guest box.

I ordered pear fragrance.

He opened the door and went in. The waiter at the door saw a boy of Wei Congying's age appearing in the store. He was a little confused and slowly walked out from behind the counter: "Do you need to buy anything?"

After Wei Songying expressed his intention to come, the waiter led him to the independent private room on the second floor.

Grandma wore a light gray casual dress, and the jewelry on her neck, ears and wrists were a set of emeralds.

Three clerks surrounded her, and a female clerk who seemed to have the most seniority was responsible for measuring.

Wei Zongying walked in. He didn't like the pear fragrance inside, so he walked around them towards the coffee table and sofa: "Grandma."

When Mei Ruolan saw her grandson, she smiled with a few wrinkles on her face: "Why are you here?"

Wei Congying sat down on the wooden sofa and put his hand on the carved armrest: "Didn't you ask me to go to dinner today?"

Mei Ruolan stood there, motionless and cooperating with the clerk: "Then why are you here? Your grandfather is still waiting for you at home."

Wei Zongying leaned forward and poured himself a cup of Biluo chūn: "I am here to honor you first. I asked Uncle Wang to go back first. I will drive you back to my old house later."

Grandma is happy to hear her grandson's words.

The clerk knew what he was asking and flattered him: "This is your grandson. The young man is tall, handsome, and stylish."

These words sounded more proud to Mei Ruolan than the clerk praising herself.

Mei Ruolan, who was wearing the upper body of Mrs. Wang, was also unkind: "You must look impressive with this appearance and size."

Wei Zongying pretended not to hear it and felt normal after taking a sip of Biluochun. She straightened her legs and took out her mobile phone from her pants pocket, unlocked it, and when she left the house in the morning, Shiyun said she was going to the library today.

Wei Cong should have sent her a message that he was going to his grandparents' house for dinner today.

There was no reply to this message, so she is probably in the library now.

After playing with the phone twice, Wei Cong should put the phone back into his pocket.

Grandma looked at him as if he was bored. She would have to choose fabrics later: "There are other stores nearby. Do you want to go shopping?"

Wei Songying had no intention of going there. This shop was located on an old street. They were all handicraft shops that defrauded foreign tourists who came to the capital to spend money. But he remembered that there was a pastry shop nearby, and thinking of this, Wei Cong should stand up.

He greeted Mei Ruolan: "Grandma, I'm going to buy something."

The stone pavement on the old street is uneven, and people who drag their soles with their shoes are always prone to tripping. Wei Zongying found the store based on his memory, and few of the people lining up in front of the store were from the capital.

Wei Congying looked at the promotional posters posted outside and bought a few seasonal items: "Then the same thing, and then pack another one."

It was very fast to order and pay. It took a little time to pack, but the master in charge of packing was already very fast. Finally, a few desserts and snacks were packaged to look like those in period films.

Keep both copies in the car. When he returned to the store, grandma was already choosing fabrics and asked Wei Cong for aesthetic reference. He chose, but grandma didn't listen to him.

After paying the deposit, the old lady was satisfied, and so was the store owner.

It takes a long time to drive back from the old street to the old house.

Summer vacation is the peak tourist season, and the city's floating population is in the millions.

Groups of people flocked to visit some of the buildings made of cement and stones. However, this is already the lucky traveler. The unlucky traveler can only see the strangers crowded together with him.

Wei Zongying took a slightly longer but less congested road.

Mei Ruolan saw the desserts and snacks he bought, and there were two portions. She thought of how some time ago, she heard from her neighbor that her granddaughter was in love with her grandson. Mei Ruolan wanted to ask her grandson, but when she saw Wei Zongying driving, she kept her mouth shut for fear of disturbing her grandson's concentration.

We drove home and it was almost time for dinner. As soon as Wei Zongying unfastened his seat belt, he saw his grandma getting out of the car carrying two desserts.