Steel Tycoon Reborn

(There are a lot of things to do these days, there is only one update today)

The room with three bedrooms and two living rooms has traditional decoration style, swivel chairs and corner stools, and the wood is dark and heavy. It can be seen that the furniture in the room is made of excellent wood. The whole room looks simple and simple, but it is still through the bones Extravagant luxury.

The study room was empty, and in the bookcases covering the walls, except for a few handicrafts that were used as decorations, the collection of books had been put away, but there were still traces of the previous collection of books, which seemed to be removed from the desk made of pear wood. Apart from the pen and inkstone, there is nothing else.

Although Shen Huai could only practice calligraphy with the smelly cheap ink since he was a child, he also knew that the inkstone on the desk was of excellent quality, and the carved lion paperweight was also lifelike and the carving was extraordinary.

Although most of the things have been evacuated, and the bedding, bedspreads, etc. are all new, there are still many traces of the old owner's life. I don't know who lived here before the Song family. Before, Sun Huai's impression of his father was extremely indifferent, and he lacked the details of life. Therefore, it was impossible to judge whether it was his "father"'s old residence from the traces in the room.

Thinking of the various bad deeds and irreparable mistakes of "Shen Huai" in the past, Shen Huai thought to refuse to leave his house and arrange another temporary residence. His "father" is not too much. After all, there is still a family He never wanted to see the presence of the person he appeared, but looking at the empty room, it was inevitable that there would be a bit of bitterness in my heart.

Images about the Song family were replaying in his mind. Sometimes Shen Huai couldn't figure out whether he was Sun Haiwen or Shen Huai. burden to bear.

As a child, seeing his mother abandoned by his father who had no regard for the future, and seeing his mother dying in despair and loneliness, a chill gradually oozes out of Shen Huai's heart. For a moment, the unforgettable "hate" took over him. heart of.

There is no way to find someone to tell this kind of emotion. Shen Huai saw several stacks of rice paper on the rung under the desk, spread the paper and researched ink, and dipped the pen to write Chen Ziang's "Dengyouzhou Taige": "I didn't see the ancients before, and then I don't see the future. He also wrote Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu Saying Goodbye", but he wrote "... Ni is a dress, a horse, and the king of clouds is coming down one after another." Can't write what the next verse is.

Shen Huai put the pen on the inkstone, thinking that the verses of "Sleepwalking Tianmu Saying Goodbye" are the most insane, and he prefers to write them in official script. Hundred-character clerical script, affected by emotions, was written in a sloppy manner, very ordinary, but after writing down nearly a hundred characters, the feelings of loneliness and mixed hatred in my heart disappeared, and only the purpose of this trip remained in my heart.

At this time, it is inconvenient to go to Chen Bing, Xiong Dailing and the others, at least to give Donghua's people the illusion that he is "reuniting" with his family. At this time, this empty room makes people feel empty, and they can only bite the bullet and stay there.

Shen Huai originally planned to stay in a hotel, so he didn't carry any toiletries with him, and he didn't have any preparations for the bathroom. He didn't know if Wei Yue was careless. He walked out of the community with the key and found a newly opened supermarket nearby, with toothbrushes and toothpaste. , towels, and instant noodles to buy some things, and also bought two copybooks at the nearby bookstore, thinking that it would be good to practice calligraphy to pass the time.

On the way back, Chen Dan called and said that Chen Tong was accompanied by Chen Tong to find a house in the city, complaining that it was difficult to find two adjacent houses in the city.

All the dormitories in the town will be demolished soon. If you don't want to live in the humble transitional housing, you can only find another house to live in.

Seeing that Chen Dan still didn't want to live with him, Shen Huai could only laugh helplessly, asking her to find a house slowly, there would always be a suitable house for rent in the city, and told her that the train met Xiong Dailing and her classmates by chance. I also said that I would send a driver to my family to take me to a temporary residence, and I was so bored in an empty house that I didn’t know what to do.

There was no signal in the elevator, so when I went upstairs to dial the phone again, listening to Chen Dan's low voice on the other end of the phone, Shen Huai smiled and comforted her and said, "I have done a lot of wrong things over the years, and I am not welcome. I deserve it, I'm not sad, and you shouldn't be sad either..." As he was talking, he saw a gap in the doorway, and he suddenly became wary, he clearly remembered that the door was locked when he went out, how could the door be opened at this time?

He took the phone in his hand, and crept to the door. Through the crack of the door, he saw a woman with a graceful figure who was sorting towels on the dining table with the door behind his back. An inexplicable heat surged in his heart:

It's obviously someone else's life, but looking at this familiar back in front of me, my emotions are still ignited all of a sudden. The previous "Shen Huai" had feelings for the Song family, and he was sent to work on the farm with his father and his mother, and then accompanied him until he was six years old before leaving. He has not given up on him, and is probably the only one who is likely to believe in his "correction". His "aunt" is also Song Wenhui, the deputy general manager of Southeast Power Construction Group.

The previous "Shen Huai" was driven back to China by his grandparents, Shen Shan and his wife, and the Song family ignored him; Shen Huai also had a "ruthless hatred" for the Song family, and had the idea of ​​not getting in touch with each other. After a period of ignoring no one in Beijing, living in a dream of death, living a day counts as a day. It was Song Wenhui who first arranged for him to work at the Huaihai Provincial School of Economics, and it was Song Wenhui who entrusted Chen Mingde to take him in and take care of him when he couldn't get along in the Provincial School of Economics.

Although the previous Shen Huai had feelings for "Little Aunt", his "hatred" against the Song family was hard to dispel. Except that he was not allowed to meet his "Little Gu" at the airport when he returned to China, he also deliberately avoided talking to "Little Gu" after that. "connection. Even after the provincial economic trouble, Chen Mingde was entrusted to take the initiative to go to the provincial academy to contact him.

Shen Huai thought to himself that the previous "he" had not completely destroyed himself in the two years after returning to China, and it was also thanks to such a sincere aunt who had always been patient with him.

Shen Huai said to Chen Dan, "Okay, let's do this first, I'll call later," hung up the phone and opened the door.

Song Wenhui heard the sound of pushing the door, turned around, saw Shen Huai looking at the door, and said with a smile, "I said who was calling outside, so it was you who came back; I forgot to close the door again?"

Shen Huai's heart warmed, thinking it would be difficult, but the words reached his throat and blurted out, "Little aunt, why are you here?"

When Song Wenhui heard Shen Huai calling him, she was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, this was the first time she heard Shen Huai call her "little aunt" after she left the farm. Her eyes were inexplicably moist, and her eyes fell on Shen Huaiti. The plastic bag of toiletries he was carrying came back and said, "I didn't have time to buy everything for you yesterday, I don't know your mobile phone number, I don't know how to contact you, and I asked you to go out for nothing. I left these things in the morning. I'm ready for a trip to the mall; fortunately your dad's driver blocked you at the station, otherwise I'm afraid I won't hear you call me 'little aunt'..."

"..." Shen Huai had something stuck in his throat and couldn't say it.

"Don't blame your dad, I asked your dad to pick you up and live here," Song Wenhui said, "Xie Tang just returned to China a few days ago..."

A bright face flashed in Shen Huai's mind, and he said, "It's nothing, I did do a lot of wrong things before."

Song Wenhui looked up at Shen Huai for two seconds before saying, "I haven't seen you for almost three years. It seems that you have really grown up and matured since you arrived in Donghua. You lived in Meixi Town. Great job..."

Shen Huai knew that the Song family would be indifferent to him again, no matter how indifferent to him, his "little aunt" would also pay attention silently, and he regretted not calling "little aunt" to greet him when he came to Yanjing, and said: "Before I came back, I was thinking of calling you little aunt, and then..."

"It's good to come back," Song Wenhui smiled, afraid that Shen Huai wouldn't be able to screw it up, and that he would be embarrassed by talking too much, she looked at the phone in Shen Huai's hand and asked, "What's your phone number? , can you let me know now, little aunt?"

"I dialed my sister-in-law's cell phone..." Shen Huai dialed Song Wenhui's cell phone number.

Song Wenhui's cell phone rang on the table. She saved the number and said, "I thought you forgot my number, but I didn't expect you to remember it?"

"I encountered a few difficult times in Donghua, and I always wanted to call you. Later, I thought about what I did, and I was afraid that I would make you sad if I did it again, so I never called you. But , I always remember my aunt's number." Shen Huai said.

Song Wenhui reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, walked over and raised her hand to touch Shen Huai's head, and said, "You seem to have grown a little taller, and you are stronger than when you returned to China~www.wuxiaspot.com~you If Mom knew that you were like this, I probably wouldn't have any discomfort..."

At this time, the phone rang. Song Wenhui looked at the number and said to Shen Huai, "Your little uncle's phone number." No, it caused a loud voice, and Shen Huai stood beside him and heard the words of "little uncle" clearly: "How about it, is Shen Huai willing to come over for dinner?"

Shen Huai could understand how careful my aunt and uncle were to him. The previous "hi" son was so twisted and sensitive.

Song Wenhui knew that Shen Huai could hear the content of the call, so she raised her head and looked at him inquiringly; Shen Huai nodded.

"Would you like to sleep in my house these days?" Song Wenhui also followed the snake and asked Shen Huai to live in her house, saying, "Song Tong made a boyfriend, and rushed her boyfriend's father in a car accident a few days ago to break a bone. Now, she has a boyfriend, forgot her parents, and the master will not be able to make it to her 80th birthday. Now my little uncle and I are at home, and we are alone, so you can accompany us two boring people... "

"Okay." Shen Huai nodded, he was also afraid of living in this empty house.

Song Wenhui neatly helped Shen Huai to pack up her things, and asked Shen Huai while packing up her things, "Are you writing those words in the study?"

"Well," Shen Huai nodded and said, "My uncle taught me to write big characters on the farm before, but I didn't study it seriously at that time. Later, I lived alone for too long and practiced big characters when I was bored." He put the bamboo flute back in his bag and said, "I have also learned the flute for a while, but I can't play it well..."

Shen Huai's mouth was full of "nonsense", but Song Wenhui had no doubts. Even in the eyes of others, Shen Huai was so ignorant and unable to save, but Song Wenhui believed that her own nephew was not evil.