the days are still long

Chapter 63

"How about it, do you have time tonight?" Zhao Bonian looked at Su Mei again.

Regardless of whether Zhao Jiale really changed his attitude or had plans, Su Mei couldn't refuse.

He smiled and said, "I'll ask when I pick up Tingting in the evening. If there is nothing special, we can have a meal together before going back. Don't tell me, Xiaoyu is going back soon."

Su Mei is definitely a measured person. When she first met Zhao Jiale, Zhao Jiale reminded her not to call her by her Chinese name. Until now, Su Mei has always called her 'Xiao Yu'.

It's not because I'm afraid that Zhao Jiale will be unhappy, but because of respect.

Respect others and you will be respected yourself.

"Yeah, this kid comes back every year. She came back early this year, maybe because she had a quarrel with her mother again, otherwise she wouldn't have lived for so long." Zhao Bonian sighed, as if talking to himself.

Su Mei smiled and didn't say anything. After all, Zhao Bonian and Zhao Bonian were still in the relationship stage, and it was inconvenient for her to participate in such matters.

After school in the evening, Lin Tingting still walked out of the school gate with Xia Yuzhe. Seeing Su Mei, Xia Yuzhe moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something to Su Mei, but he hesitated to speak, and finally greeted Su Mei politely .

"Aunt Su."

"Yeah." Su Mei smiled, reached out to take the schoolbag from Lin Tingting's shoulder and asked politely, "Do you want to take you back?"

"No need, Auntie, it's very convenient for me to go back by bus." Xia Yuzhe politely refused, "Auntie, goodbye."

"Well, goodbye." Su Mei responded with a smile, and walked towards Zhao Bonian's car with her schoolbag in one hand and her daughter's hand in the other.

"Lin Tingting, see you tomorrow." Xia Yuzhe waved to Lin Tingting and walked towards the bus station.

Lin Tingting turned her head and shook her hand at Xia Yuzhe, "Goodbye."

Su Mei subconsciously glanced at her daughter. There was no reluctance in her daughter's eyes, at least she didn't see it.

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In the private room of the hotel, Lin Tingting was sitting beside her mother Su Mei, and Zhao Jiale was sitting alone opposite their mother and daughter, seeming very interested in Lin Tingting.

Lin Tingting's eyes, painted with colored eye shadow, kept falling on Lin Tingting's face. She leaned on the chair with her arms folded, and the corners of her lips were slightly curled.

On the other hand, Lin Tingting seemed reserved. She was timid, but being looked at by Zhao Jiale made her feel even more uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips helplessly, as if he didn't dare to eat.

Su Mei saw everything in her eyes, so she couldn't say anything, she gave Zhao Jiale a faint look, and put a piece of shredded taro into the bone dish for her daughter.

"Eat,"

"Oh," Lin Tingting said in a low voice, lowered her head, and ate in silence.

Su Mei looked up at Zhao Jiale who was opposite, "Xiaoyu, what do you like to eat?"

Zhao Jiale glanced at the few dishes on the table, picked up the chopsticks and casually picked up a dish, "I'm not picky eaters."

Su Mei slightly bent her lips, didn't say anything, and didn't help Zhao Jiale with food like she helped her daughter.

Zhao Bonian also echoed, "This child has been strong since he was a child, and he can eat anything, as long as he is not hungry."

"Dad, can I do without a strong mouth? With my mother's cooking skills, if I pick and choose again, I will probably starve to death!" Zhao Jiale complained dissatisfiedly before picking up a piece of crispy meat and feeding it into the mouth.

Zhao Bonian also took a piece of ribs and sent it to Zhao Jiale's bone plate, and then picked up another bone plate that was placed on Lin Tingting across Su Mei.

He said with a smile, "Lele is right at all. Her mother's cooking skills are really not flattering."

Zhao Bonian also made short ribs for Su Mei, "Compared with your craftsmanship, it's a world of difference."

Su Mei smiled lightly and said nothing.

Lin Tingting, who was sitting beside her, put down her chopsticks after eating a piece of short ribs, "Mom, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Go," Su Mei was always patient with her daughter.

Lin Tingting got up, moved the chair and walked out of the private room.

Zhao Jiale also put down his chopsticks, "I'm going to the bathroom too."

After speaking, he picked up his backpack and walked out of the private room.

Su Mei subconsciously looked at Zhao Bonian.

To be honest, I was a little worried, Zhao Bonian was there, and it was hard for her to go to the bathroom with her.

Men's minds are not as delicate as women's. Zhao Bonian helped Su Mei pick up vegetables and put them in the bone dish, and sighed, "I was worried that Lele would be unfriendly to Tingting, but now it seems that I think too much." Well, you see, although the two children don't get along harmoniously, they coexist peacefully.

Su Mei, you should take more care of her. Lele is not with you all the time, so she only comes back once a year. "

Su Mei looked down at the food that had been piled up into a hill by Zhao Bonian, "I know."

-

Lin Tingting walked into the bathroom with her front foot, and Zhao Jiale pushed the door in behind her.

Lin Tingting instinctively turned her head to look at her, and saw Zhao Jiale unload the backpack hanging from her shoulders, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from it, and when she pulled out a lady's cigarette, she gestured to Lin Tingting very politely, " Do you want one too?"

Lin Tingting.
Almost as if escaping into the cubicle, "I don't want it."

Zhao Jiale pursed her lips, leaned against the wall with her arms folded, and looked at the cubicle where Lin Tingting was while breathing.

When Lin Tingting opened the door of the cubicle, Zhao Jiale was still leaning against the wall smoking. Lin Tingting's movement of straightening her school uniform and trousers froze for a moment, and then she walked out cautiously.

For a good girl like Lin Tingting, a girl like Zhao Jiale is the same as the bad girls outside the campus, with dreadlocks, leather jacket, tight jeans, Martin boots, heavy makeup, and smoking.

When Lin Tingting came out, Zhao Jiale also threw half of the cigarette on the ground, raised his Martin boots and crushed it, and then blocked Lin Tingting's path with his arms crossed.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Tingting was afraid of bad girls like Zhao Jiale, so she instinctively backed away when Zhao Jiale stood in front of her.

Zhao Jiale pursed his lips, showing disdain, "Don't be so scared, your mother and my father are outside, and I'm not stupid, so I won't hit you."

"Then what do you want to do?" Lin Tingting moved back again, showing distrust of Zhao Jiale.

"As for me, I didn't want to do anything to you, I just wanted to talk to you." Zhao Jiale stretched out his fingers and raised Lin Tingting's chin.

As a result, Lin Tingting was even more frightened, her hands hanging on both sides curled up nervously, and her two thumbs rubbed the knuckles of her index finger helplessly, "Talk, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Jiale could see that Lin Tingting was afraid of her, that's why she deliberately acted so lightly. Instead of letting go of Lin Tingting's chin, she rubbed it with her fingertips, "Of course it's about your mother and my father."

Lin Tingting had been forced to lean against the wall with no way out, she propped her hands on the wall behind her, and tremblingly asked, "What happened to my mother and Uncle Zhao?"

Zhao Jiale sneered, let go of Lin Tingting's chin and folded her arms and stood in front of her, "Your mother and my father are dating, can't you tell?"

"I know," Lin Tingting replied instinctively, her hands still clutching the wall behind her tightly.

"I'll tell you the truth today. I won't agree with my father and your mother being together, and you and your mother don't even want to enter the gate of my house."

Lin Tingting hesitated for a moment, murmuring, "I don't want my mother to be with Uncle Zhao either."

Zhao Jiale narrowed his eyes, as if trying to figure out if Lin Tingting was lying to her.

"Really?"

Lin Tingting nodded.

"Why?" Zhao Jiale asked.

Lin Tingting: "I don't want my mother to be with Uncle Zhao, nor do I want my mother to be with any man. If my mother forms a family with other men, they will think I am redundant."

Zhao Jiale didn't have Lin Tingting's thoughts, she simply didn't like her father being with other women.

Zhao Jiale nodded in satisfaction, and put his hand heavily on Lin Tingting's shoulder. Because of this action, Lin Tingting instinctively trembled in fright.

"Since you don't want your mother and my father to be together, from now on, the two of us must unite and make trouble together until we mess them up!"

Lin Tingting.
His hands were still gripping the wall behind him tightly, "Why are you making trouble?"

Zhao Jiale pursed her lips, "Just follow my instructions."

The two children hadn't come back after going to the bathroom for so long, Su Mei was a little worried, she wiped her hands with a napkin and stood up, "Old Zhao, I'm going to see the two children."

"Well, let's go," Zhao Bonian didn't stop him.

When Su Mei walked out of the private room, she saw two children coming back from the bathroom from a distance.

Zhao Jiale held the backpack hanging on his shoulder with one hand, and wrapped it around Lin Tingting's shoulder with the other. On the surface, the two children seemed to get along very well.

When Lin Tingting saw Su Mei, she instinctively called out, "Mom,"

Su Mei also stopped at the door of the private room, and waited for the two children to come over and stretch out her arms to stop them behind, "It's almost time, we should go back."

When Su Mei walked back to the private room, Zhao Bonian was talking on the phone, smiling and speaking in a polite tone like a customer.

Su Mei sat down again with the two children, and Zhao Bonian had some polite words with the other party before hanging up the phone, "Su Mei, the client from Shanghai is here, let's go over and treat him."

Sumy
She knew that the client from Shanghai would come over in a day or two, but she didn't expect it to be so sudden.

It's almost seven o'clock now, and it will be midnight after the work is done.

Su Mei is not worried about anything else, she is just worried that her daughter will be scared when she is alone at home.

After hesitating for a moment, she looked at her daughter sitting beside her, "Tingting, mom will entertain clients later, and go to bed after finishing her homework. You don't have to wait for mom, and if you're afraid, turn on the lights at home, you know?"

Lin Tingting pursed her lips and nodded, "Yes."

Although he agreed, but the child's eyes were reluctant.

"Lele, Tingting is timid, you go to Aunt Su's house to keep Tingting company." Zhao Bonian looked at his daughter.

Zhao Jiale, who was suddenly called by the name, looked confused, raised his finger to his nose, and when Su Mei was about to decline, he suddenly agreed, "It's fine, anyway, I'm fine by myself, I don't want to live anywhere."

When Zhao Jiale said this, Su Mei couldn't refuse, she pulled her lips, "Then I'll trouble Xiaoyu."

Zhao Jiale picked up the juice and took a sip, but didn't speak.

After sending the two children home, Su Mei and Zhao Bonian hurried to the airport to pick up the client.

At this moment in Su Mei's house, Zhao Jiale threw the backpack on the sofa, and wandered around the living room with arms crossed, "It's been so many years, nothing has changed, it's still the same!"

This house was where Zhao Bonian and his ex-wife lived before they divorced. Although Zhao Jiale was young, he still had some memories.

Lin Tingting looked at Zhao Jiale, and went straight to her room to do her homework.

Zhao Jiale wandered around the room enough and sat down on the sofa, took out a cigarette case from his backpack and lit a cigarette for himself, put his legs on the coffee table in front, leaned on the sofa with his arms folded, and smoked.

When the cigarette was almost exhausted, Zhao Jiale stood up again and walked towards Lin Tingting's room.

Zhao Jiale didn't even knock on the door, just pushed the door open and leaned against the door frame, and asked Lin Tingting when she took a puff of cigarette smoke, "How much homework is left?"

Lin Tingting.
I don't understand why Zhao Jiale asked this, but he answered truthfully, "It's coming soon."

The study tasks in junior high school are not so busy. There are a few self-study classes in the afternoon. The students are doing their homework in the self-study class. They will do some more when they get home, and then review.

"It's almost there, how many more?" Zhao Jiale exhaled another puff of smoke, his tone impatient.

Lin Tingting looked down at the paper in her hand, "After these few maths are done, there are only English papers left."

"The English paper is easy to do. I'll translate it for you. It will be done in a few minutes." Zhao Jiale took another puff of the cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the floor tiles, and crushed it with his foot.

Lin Tingting followed Zhao Jiale's movements and looked at the cigarette butt that she threw directly on the floor tiles. She didn't say anything, and continued to do math papers.

After crushing the cigarette, Zhao Jiale came over, "Hurry up, I'll take you out to play after finishing your homework."

Children are not immune to 'playing', so they raised their heads curiously, "Where are we going to play so late?"

Zhao Jiale supported the back of the chair with one hand and the study table with the other, and gave Lin Tingting a sneering look, "I saw that you are being fooled by your mother, there are so many places to play at this time!"

"Hurry up and write! If you dawdle any longer, I won't accompany you and leave you alone at home. Don't be afraid if bad people or unknown creatures visit you at that time!"

Lin Tingting.
Subconsciously looked around, "What is the unknown creature?"

Zhao Jiale curled his lips wickedly, then opened his hands and made a terrifying movement, "The unknown creature is the kind that floats in the air with white cloths and disheveled hair. Ghosts!"

At the end, Zhao Jiale suddenly raised her voice, and Lin Tingting threw her pen and covered her eyes and screamed in fright.

Zhao Jiale succeeded in laughing, and after laughing enough, she patted Lin Tingting on the back of the head, "Stop screaming, write quickly, or I won't write, and I will take you out to play now!"

A good student like Lin Tingting never fails to finish her homework. She is afraid that Zhao Jiale will leave her alone, so she hastily picks up her pen again, "There are still two math problems to finish, it's a bit difficult, I'll call my classmate and ask. "

(End of this chapter)