Chapter 247 Let Him Live in Our House

Xu Ying lay on the grass for a long time. During this time, the little classmate tore the chicken leg into pieces and fed it to her. This kind of life of having food come to her mouth made her feel uneasy, but when she thought that the little classmate was sitting next to her, she was not so nervous.

When Xu Yingze returned home, it was already early in the morning of the next day. Wang Hongyu had not seen her come back, so she had not slept, and her asymptotic domain was constantly open. When she heard familiar footsteps at the door, she knew it was her daughter who had returned.

Xu Ying was about to use the key to open the door, but the person in the room opened the door faster than her.

Xu Ying thought that if she came back so late next time, she should bring some food for her mother. There were a lot of snacks at home, including bread, biscuits, jelly, and potato chips, but she rarely saw her mother eat those snacks, and adding another meal at night was probably not her mother's style. Maybe her mother was not hungry at night, but if she brought her some food, she would definitely be able to eat it.

"Mom, I'm back."

Wang Hongyu was not worried that Xu Yingze would be hurt outside. Her daughter was a middle-aged woman, how could she be hurt in this small county? Besides, she had so much power, who would dare to hurt her? She came back too late at night, maybe because she was too busy at work, or because of other things, such as another person living in the community. When boys and girls are together, they always have to spend some time for each other.

Wang Hongyu waited until now because she wanted to see when her daughter would come back. If she was sleeping when her daughter came back, and it was always like this, then she would be incompetent.

Wang Hongyu was about to ask her daughter if she was hungry, but her daughter smelled of cooking fumes. She smelled the fumes and probably understood what her daughter had been doing. She felt helpless and wanted to laugh, because she had grown up and would not let herself go hungry.

"My precious daughter is back. Did she go out to eat with Xiaoguang?" Wang Hongyu didn't want to ask about work, but she thought she had the right to ask about her daughter's life. Her daughter's work had little to do with her, so she couldn't help much. But she could always see the people her daughter liked.

Sometimes she even thought that she might have seen Xiaoguang more often than his mother had, especially after he entered high school. She had already considered him as her own family. Her daughter must have felt the same way.

"Yeah. He and I had a barbecue and lay down by the river for a while." Xu Ying went into the house and put the canvas bag on the table in the living room. There was a tablet in the bag. There was nothing else.

Eating barbecue is not her habit, and lying by the river is not her habit. She once looked forward to these things, and now, these things have become facts and become part of the past and memory.

Her face never changes, but time always passes by and never comes back. There is only one year left in her three years of high school. It is not long, but not short either. After all, it is nearly a year. In this year, she has a lot to do.

In the past, her range of activities was very small: at school, at home, in the hospital, in the supermarket, in the milk tea shop, in the bookstore, on the way home, on the way to school... However, this county town is not small. It is a county town that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. It is the hometown of many of her classmates and there are many beautiful sceneries hidden here.

Before the sun rises in the winter morning, in the sudden heavy rain in the summer, under the rainbow, at dusk... at the same time and the same place, she witnessed the whole picture of her small world over and over again.

However, in the future, she wants to see different views at different times. Moreover, she is not alone in these views. Maybe she can add another person and take her mother to walk around the city.

Wang Hongyu had also been to the river downstairs. The evenings in August were not too hot, and there would be a lot of people gathered in the park-like area by the river, including adults, children, and people about the same age as her daughter, who were probably urged by their parents to go out for a walk. Her daughter was not in the city at that time, otherwise she would probably let her daughter go out for a walk. "Xiaoguang asked you to go to school together in the morning. I wonder if he can live in our house so that he doesn't have to get up so early every day. Isn't there an empty room at home?"

Wang Hongyu opened the refrigerator, took out a plate of watermelon, and put it on the table. Since her daughter got a job, she seemed to have a lot more free time. So much so that she could cut the watermelon into pieces, put toothpicks on it, put it in the refrigerator, and eat it after half an hour. Then, she would take another half of the watermelon, cut it into pieces, put toothpicks on it, put it in the refrigerator, and wait for her daughter to come back to eat it.

Xu Ying ate a piece of watermelon. September is not summer, but the taste of summer has not completely disappeared. While eating watermelon, she thought about what her mother said. Before today, she had never thought about it. There is an empty room in the house, not because there is someone living there, but because there are already three rooms in the house. If she had thought about it, there would probably be more than three rooms in the house.

"No need. He lives alone and has long since..."

Already used to it? Maybe. He has been living alone for the past two years, so he must have gotten used to it. But...just because he is used to living alone doesn't mean he will live alone forever.

While her daughter was hesitating, Wang Hongyu said two more words: "Ask him what he thinks. If he lives in our house, isn't it just adding a bowl and a pair of chopsticks?"

Add a bowl, add a pair of chopsticks? Is this thing that simple? It doesn't sound common for a boy to live in a girl's house. Can the little boy accept this? What will he think? Xu Ying couldn't figure out these questions, but she didn't think about them anymore. When she met him and asked him what he thought, she would have the answer.

"Well, I'll ask him next time we meet."

Wang Hongyu believes that there are many advantages to Xiaoguang living in her own home. For example, her daughter can spend more time with him, and can be with the person she likes at home and at school. In addition, from the perspective of a parent, Xiaoguang lives in her own home, and they can go out and come back at the same time, so she can get more information and feel more at ease.

She only thought about these benefits in her mind and would not speak them out. If this thing didn't work out, her daughter would be embarrassed if she told her about the benefits in advance. Even if this thing worked out, no matter how many benefits there were, there was no need to speak about them.

Those two were grown-ups now, more capable and competent than she was, and making more money than she did. There was less and less she could do to help them. One day, they would live together, and she would live somewhere else. It was inevitable. But that day had not come yet. Before that, she wanted to see more of them. She would be happy to see the two of them together.

Xu Ying finished a plate of watermelon and took a bath. At night, she lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

She looked in the spare room. This room was the same size as his room, but more empty. Compared to his room, it lacked a bookshelf and a very comfortable chair. The little classmate didn't have many clothes, and the cabinet in the room would definitely be able to hold all his clothes. There were no bookshelves and no chairs here, and these problems were easy to solve.

But would he like to live here?
In her room, she was thinking about this question, and in this room, she was also thinking about this question.

(End of this chapter)