Chapter 41 The Frowning Mother "Ding dong~" At the door of Room 1605 of a villa in Zhujiang Dijing, Song Shiwei rang the doorbell. Not long after, the security door opened and a woman about 50 years old appeared. She was wearing an apron and her hands and feet were a little rough. When she saw Song Shiwei coming home, she said warmly and politely, "Weiwei is back." After saying that, he took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall and placed them carefully on the ground. "Thank you." After changing into slippers, Song Shiwei came to the living room, where a middle-aged woman was sitting on the expensive and exquisite sofa. She is probably in her early 40s, and looks even younger because of good maintenance. Wearing a pair of gold-framed glasses, Song Shiwei looks somewhat similar to her. Logically speaking, she should be very beautiful, but the faint wrinkles on her forehead caused by frequently frowning ruined her beauty a little. She is Song Shiwei's mother, Lu Man, a female professor at HNA, and was also voted by students as the most beautiful female professor since the founding of HNA 98 years ago.
When Lu Man saw his daughter coming back, he picked up the phone on the Huanghuali coffee table and took a look at it. Suddenly, he frowned: "Why did you come back 10 minutes later than usual?" "I was delayed in the classroom." Song Shiwei seemed to have gotten used to her mother's tone and spoke expressionlessly. “It’s no problem in the classroom.” Lu Man put down his phone, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was being sarcastic, or even a little self-pitying: "Anyway, don't be like your dad. In order to avoid a quarrel with me, he would work so hard that he would disappear for ten days or half a month, and even sleep in the office." Song Shiwei did not respond and walked back to his room silently. Suddenly, this huge and luxurious living room became deserted again. Lu Man sat on the sofa for a while, then subconsciously frowned again, with a hint of regret on her face, as if she was reflecting on the fact that she shouldn't have spoken to her daughter like that just now. Until another nanny came out of the kitchen and said respectfully: "Professor Lu, the bird's nest, white fungus and lotus seed soup is ready." "Oh, how long has it been cooking?" Lu Man raised his hand and tapped the screen of his mobile phone, checked the time, and then walked into the kitchen. The wallpaper on the phone screen quickly went out. It showed a pretty and elegant little girl in a white dress, sitting among the flowers with her lips slightly pursed. There is another line of words next to it: In celebration of Weiwei’s tenth birthday. ······ This house is nearly 300 square meters, and the kitchen area is over 40 square meters. The gorgeous chandelier is like a string of dazzling beads, making the kitchen sparkle. On the marble stove, there is a bowl of bird's nest, white fungus and lotus seed soup. Lu Man walked over, scooped up a little with a spoon and tasted it, then shook his head and said, "Let's cook it for a while longer. I think the lotus seeds are still a little hard. It's so late, Weiwei should eat something easily digestible." "Ok." The nanny quickly agreed and started simmering it over low heat again. Lu Man returned to the living room again. The furniture and decorations were all very exquisite, but they could not speak. They were silent, dead objects.
The kitchen is also very soundproofed, and you can't hear the sound of the range hood in the living room. At home, it seemed as if I was the only one breathing. Lu Man sat alone for a while and suddenly felt very bored, so she went to the balcony silently. Her house is large, so the viewing angle is also very broad, and she can clearly see some of her neighbors' daily lives. On the 11th floor opposite, there should be a young couple, snuggling on the sofa watching TV; On the 8th floor is a naughty little girl who doesn't want to sleep at this hour. She is learning to ride a bicycle in the living room. Her father is following her closely and supporting her. Her mother is watching from behind with a smile on her face. There seemed to be an old couple on the 14th floor. The old lady was cutting her husband's hair, and the old man was holding a mirror and shaking his head, as if lamenting the passing of time. …… As Lu Man watched, a look of loneliness suddenly appeared on his face. These people may not be as rich as their families, but they all seem to have someone to accompany them. It was not until the nanny came over to remind him that the bird's nest and lotus seed soup had been cooked again that Lu Man returned to the kitchen, tasted it and said, "It's okay. I'll go give it to her." Lu Man brought the dinner tray to her daughter's bedroom door and knocked twice. Song Shiwei came over and opened the door. "Let's eat something first." Lu Man put the plate on the table, suddenly slapped his head as if he remembered something, and walked out quickly again. When she came in again, Lu Man was holding a new pair of pajamas in her hands: "This auntie who just changed didn't seem to know that all your underwear should be hand-washed. She washed your pajamas in the washing machine. I don't plan to take them. Just wear the new ones." "Oh." Song Shiwei lowered her eyes and ate in small bites. Lu Man sat beside her, looking at her pretty daughter, and asked, "Have the results of the second mock exam come out?" Song Shiwei paused for a moment, shook his head and replied, "Not yet." In fact, if nothing goes wrong tonight, the second mock exam paper should have been distributed. However, sometimes the monthly exam results are released a day late. Lu Man did not doubt it, but frowned unconsciously again: "I still don't quite understand why you don't want to study abroad. Your English is so good, there is no communication barrier." Whenever he encountered a question he didn't want to answer, Song Shiwei would pretend not to hear it, and this time was no exception. "It's okay if we don't go abroad." Lu Man sighed, still a little bit unwilling to give in: "You don't want to go to Tsinghua or Peking University, you must go to university in Guangdong East! I don't know, is there anything in this place that you miss?" "I'm done eating." Song Shiwei suddenly put down the spoon and said in a calm voice. "You're just like your father. You're determined to piss me off to death!" When Lu Man picked up the plate and was about to leave, he couldn't help but remind her: "Don't stay up late tonight. You must rest before 12 o'clock." "understood."
Song Shiwei replied coldly. After Lu Man left, Song Shiwei buried his head in doing the test questions again. Before I knew it, it was 12 o'clock again, and there was a knock on the door: "It's almost time to rest." "Wait a little longer." Song Shiwei still has one question to finish. "Only 15 minutes at most!" There seemed to be some irritation in Lu Man's voice, and she must have frowned again. "I want to see you turn off the lights in 15 minutes." Lu Man stood outside the door for a while, then left after saying a few words. Song Shiwei didn't say anything this time. There was a desk lamp on the round rosewood table. The light shone on her jade-like face, bright on one side and dark on the other, with beautiful and delicate features. It was not until the sound of his mother's footsteps faded away that Song Shiwei raised his head and looked at the group photo on the table. I don't know whether the relationship between you and your father is right or wrong. But if I leave Guangdong, won’t you be the only one left at home? You always say, I don’t know what’s so good about Yuecheng that I should remember? In fact, have you ever thought that it is you? In the photo, the beautiful mother put her arm around her daughter's shoulders, and both of them were smiling sweetly. ······ The next morning, when Song Shiwei got up, her aunt had already prepared breakfast and her mother Lu Man had also gotten up. "I got up five minutes later than usual." Lu Man looked at the time and frowned again. Song Shiwei didn't say anything, she sat down at the dining table and started eating breakfast. Lu Man, who had finished breakfast, went into the room to help Song Shiwei pack her schoolbag. When she was helping her get her shoes, she found some mud and dust on one corner of her daughter's white shoes. Auntie was busy cleaning the kitchen, so Lu Man found a tissue, bent down and wiped it carefully. After wiping it clean, Lu Man let out a sigh of relief, glanced at Song Shiwei and said, "I'll go down and drive first, you..." Inadvertently, she frowned again: "Don't be too anxious to eat, you got up 5 minutes late, didn't I ask you to eat faster, can't I just drive faster?" ······ (There's another chapter tonight at 8pm.) (End of this chapter)