The high-speed train was traveling rapidly on the track, and Su Mengdie leaned against the window and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Su Mengdie walked out of Chengdu Railway Station carrying her travel bag.

Su Mengdie boarded the bus to Wenjiang.

Wenjiang is a warm small town with green mountains, green waters and fresh air. The whole town is like a piece of crystal clear emerald.

Su Mengdie knocked on the door of the single mother she wanted to interview.

The door opened, and there was a young woman in her thirties, wearing simple and elegant pink home clothes, with a sincere smile in her eyes.

The young woman said: "Are you reporter Su? Hello, I am Xu Meiyu."

Su Mengdie came back to her senses and responded quickly: "Yes, I am Su Mengdie. I think Editor Wang has already told you that I came from Suining to give you a special report. I hope I didn't disturb you.

."

Xu Meiyu smiled: "You can bother me, and I can complain."

Su Mengdie smiled and said, "Then let's get started."

So, Su Mengdie sat on the sofa and listened to Xu Meiyu's talk.

Xu Meiyu, who had excellent academic performance, fell in love early, but her boyfriend disappeared. She suffered humiliation but still insisted on giving birth to the child. Because she was not popular and had a strong personality, she took the child alone to Wenjiang, Chengdu to live with her aunt. Her aunt suddenly fell ill.

She died, and from then on she and her son depended on each other. She was strong and took care of her children while running a street stall. She relied on her smart mind and honest business attitude to develop better and better. She owned her own shop and two houses in Wenjiang.

"More than ten years later, I still can't understand how my parents forced me to leave home." Xu Meiyu fell into painful contemplation for a few seconds, but then she laughed heartily: "I really

I admire myself very much. My child is already 20 years old. For the rest of my life, I just want to enjoy my life!"

Su Mengdie said: "For ten years, you have been silently supporting two poor students in rural Suining. I thank you on their behalf. To be honest, I admire you very much. You are a great single mother. Don't worry, you

After the report is written, I will send it to you as soon as possible. If you think there is something wrong, I will modify it."

Xu Meiyu smiled and said, "You don't have to send it to me. You can send it directly. I don't care what you write. Over the years, I have long been used to others looking at me in various ways."

Su Mengdie said: "This is my professional habit. By the way, I want to go to the bathroom."

Xu Meiyu gestured.

Su Mengdie opened the bathroom door, and suddenly an oil painting hanging on the wall opposite made her hair stand on end.

The oil painting showed a woman in red. Yes, it was the woman in red that she saw. Her sad eyes and raised lips in a smile were very beautiful and touching. She was standing on a lawn with moonlight, her arms

It is stretched out, as if embracing the moonlight above its head.

Su Mengdie stared at the painting blankly. The beautiful woman in red seemed to provoke her inner defense with her sad eyes.

"Ah" Su Mengdie yelled in horror.

Xu Meiyu heard the sound and came over: "Reporter Su, what's wrong with you?"

Su Mengdie said: "I sprained my foot. I'm sorry to disturb you." Then she pretended to be calm and said: "This oil painting is beautiful."

Xu Meiyu said generously: "If Reporter Su likes it, I can give it to you."

Su Mengdie hurriedly waved her hands and said: "No, no, I just think this painting is beautiful. My grandfather also loved oil painting when he was alive."

"It seems that Reporter Su is a sweetheart. I'm thinking about whether to give this painting to you," Xu Meiyu said. "I'll treat you to a casual meal later. Reporter Su, don't be disrespectful. Okay, I'll go and make up."

Put on your makeup and leave later."

"There's no need to eat," Su Mengdie said, "I have something to do in the afternoon and want to go back to Suining early."

Xu Meiyu said angrily: "Then don't write reports about me. I don't like gossips." Then she took down the painting and said, "Reporter Su, this painting can't be hung here. It will easily distract people."

I sprained my leg." He then took the painting and turned around and left, closing the bathroom door, leaving Su Mengdie alone in the bathroom in a daze.

This is a hot pot restaurant with unique decoration. Xu Meiyu, who is fashionably dressed, called anxiously and urged: "A friend from my hometown has come, Wen Qing, hurry up and have a meal together... Okay, no matter how important it is, you have to give it to me."

I'll push it away...if you keep nagging you, you're not my son..."

Xu Meiyu snapped her phone shut.

"You are a strong mother and a domineering mother," Su Mengdie joked.

Xu Meiyu glanced at Su Mengdie meaningfully: "When you become a mother, you will know that I am not overbearing."

Su Mengdie was embarrassed and changed the topic: "Sister Meiyu, where did you buy that oil painting? The woman on it is so beautiful."

Xu Meiyu said: "It was painted by my son. If you like the painting, ask him to paint another one for you. He majored in art in college. Oh, why hasn't he come yet?"

Su Mengdie immediately became interested, and she asked: "This painting is so stunning, there must be a special model."

Xu Meiyu smiled and said, "I don't understand this industry. You can ask him specifically when he comes. Why, Reporter Su, you are quite knowledgeable in this field?"

Su Mengdie shook her head: "No, I just appreciate it."

Xu Meiyu said with a smile: "It seems that literati are hypocritical and don't like to answer questions directly."

Su Mengdie said: "Where is it?"

Xu Meiyu fell into a brief meditation: "Back then, my son's father wrote a love letter to me every day. He said that love will last forever and love will last forever. In fact, they were all false words. As soon as he heard that I was pregnant, he ran away quickly.

, completely lost from my life. Sometimes I doubt that this person has ever been in my life."

"How old was he at that time?" Su Mengdie asked.

Xu Meiyu smiled faintly: "He is 21 years old. Logically speaking, at this age he can give me and the child an explanation, but he still ran away. He is not as strong as a girl. I feel ashamed that my child has such a father.

"

Su Mengdie said: "Don't be sad anymore. It's all over. Aren't you fine now?"

Xu Meiyu shook her head: "For others, youth is the most beautiful part, but my youth is full of abuse from my parents and the crying of babies. Reporter Su, I am not a normal person."

"You are stronger than anyone else." Su Mengdie comforted the young single mother in front of her.

At this time, a boy dressed in an unconventional style appeared at the door of the box. He had dyed blue hair, wore black hip-hop clothes, and had a heroic look on his face.

"Come here," Xu Meiyu shouted, "I'm finally here. I've told you, boys, why are you standing there if you don't want to grind?"

The boy came over and sat down next to Xu Meiyu. Xu Meiyu introduced: "This is Reporter Su. Reporter Su, this is my son Xu Wenqing."

Xu Wenqing nodded politely to Su Mengdie. Then he said: "I'm so hungry, I'm going to eat." Then he ate it with big mouthfuls of hot hair on his belly.

Su Mengdie suddenly felt that this boy had an intimidating aura suppressing her. Maybe he was too casual, maybe he didn't even look at her. She felt very embarrassed.

It was Xu Meiyu who helped her open the topic: "Wen Qing, Reporter Su is very interested in your oil painting hanging in the bathroom. She is from my hometown. She came here specifically for an interview this time. See if you can put that

Give her the painting."

Xu Wenqing frowned: "I can paint something else to send her, let's forget this painting. I feel quite comfortable seeing her first thing in the morning when I brush my teeth. Mom, why do you always like to paint me

Don’t you know that these paintings are all my hard work?”

Xu Meiyu said seriously: "Everyone likes your paintings, isn't it acknowledging you? Men, don't be so stingy!"

Su Mengdie quickly reconciled: "You don't have to give it to me, Sister Meiyu, don't embarrass Wen Qing. This painting should be very meaningful to him. I have seen it, appreciated it, and I understand it."

"No, I said I would give it to you, and he must give it to you!" Xu Meiyu shouted fiercely, leaving no room for negotiation.

Xu Wenqing threw down his chopsticks and said angrily: "Why are you always like this, Mommy! When I was a child, I knew you had to work hard for me alone, so I endured it again and again. I am 20 years old now, and you still treat me like this? Why?

Even if someone politely compliments you on your painting, you still want to give it away? Do you know that I have put a lot of effort into these paintings?"

Xu Meiyu looked into Xu Wenqing's eyes and said word by word: "Giving it to people who appreciate your work can give you new inspiration and create new works! I don't want you to stay on your past achievements!
Chapter completed!