Entertainment life from early spring

City S was extremely hot in midsummer, and the sun was as jealous as molten iron, burning a hole in the thick clouds that hung over the city.

The clouds ignited by the heat wave were gradually burned from the inside, revealing a crimson light. The high-rise buildings on both sides of the street were like lit firewood, gradually fading away from the gray and black color on the surface, and together with the clouds were dyed red and burned.

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The scenery kept passing by in front of the car window, which was as big as a TV screen. The same busy scenery made Song Renshan, who had been in the car for nearly an hour, become anxious.

She glanced at the sleeping child in the baby seat next to her, moved her somewhat stiff fingers to shield him from the sun, and patted the back of the front seat with her free right hand, "PD Lin, how long until we arrive?"

Jingshan is about to wake up and needs to eat immediately."

Lin Yuliang glanced at the watch on his left wrist, turned and looked at the back seat, "The distance is very short. It only takes about fifteen minutes on foot. According to the current traffic jam, it will take about forty minutes."

The piercing whistle still sounded faintly in his ears even after penetrating the soundproof glass. He turned to look at the densely packed cars parked outside the window, and moved his fingers on his knees in turn, as if he was thinking about and weighing the plan in his mind.

After a while, the vehicle trembled slightly and moved forward a short distance. Lin Yuliang's tapping fingers also stopped. He looked up at Song Renshan, who had changed his right hand to shield Jingshan from the sun, and glanced at the baby seat on which he was sitting.

With his left hand on his hands, he spoke out the result after weighing his words.

"It's better to sit in the car and wait. If we park on the roadside and walk Jingshan over now, he will be woken up by the smell and sound."

Song Renshan kept moving his shoulders to relieve the pain as soon as possible. He also grasped the left hand on the back of the child seat several times in an attempt to relieve the trembling muscles in his forearm.

Hearing Lin Yuliang's words, she sighed softly, turned her head to look at the red brake lights outside the car window, stretched her shoulders back hard, and the crackling sound between the joints was very clear in the car, "Okay then.

...We can only wait like this."

"Please use this first..." Passing a dark green umbrella to her, Lin Yuliang leaned towards her with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, because the vehicle has been covered with light-shielding film, I didn't notice...

Excuse me."

"It doesn't matter... After all, PD Lin, you are still young and have no experience in taking care of children." Song Renshan took the umbrella with a smile, shook his head and said.

After taking the umbrella, he didn't fully open it. Song Renshan opened it to half its length and leaned forward to prop it up on the seat on the other side of the seat, blocking the window from the direct sunlight.

Hearing the rustle of paper and pen, she glanced at Lin Yuliang who was writing and drawing on the baby care manual with her peripheral vision. She lowered her head and smiled reassuringly, and gently played with Jingshan's sparse hair on her forehead with her right hand.

"PD Lin, speaking of which, when my husband asked whether to participate for the last time, it was because of you that he was able to agree to sign."

Drawing a cloud-shaped border around the text as a finishing touch, he tapped the ballpoint pen on his thigh to retract the nib. Lin Yuliang recalled that in the office at that time, the couple had a quarrel over participating in the program, and he had to hold his notebook.

He went to the cafeteria and took away breakfast from Kim PD and himself, as a way to comfort them by interjecting into their conversation.

As he kept recalling what he had done in his mind, he tilted his head in confusion, "Is it because of me?"

"Yes!" Song Renshan replied briefly and firmly, looking at Jingshan with a happy smile and sleeping soundly.

Pointing to the notebook on Lin Yuliang's lap, he waved with his left hand to drive away one or two aphids that flew near the seat, "Having a pediatrician waiting at any time already made my husband hesitate to sign, but seeing the notebook you recorded in detail

Only then did he really dare to agree."

Maybe it was the dull atmosphere of no one chatting since getting in the car that made her feel a little depressed. It was rare that Lin Yuliang was willing to take the initiative to talk, so she naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to continue the conversation.

"I can't leave my child to a group of people who are completely unfamiliar with me and have never even raised children." Song Renshan's face imitated the expression of her husband in the memory, "At least the film crew must know basic common sense and taboos, right?"

As if remembering something, she took off the white hairband from her hair with both hands, and moved a few stray bangs back to the top of her head. She closed her eyes tightly and moved her jaw constantly, with a feeling of gnashing her teeth, "So now the program team is in contact with children.

Several people holding notebooks are actually more familiar with Jingshan than him, a father... It's really..."

He shook his head in a funny way, with complaints in his words. He looked at Lin Yuliang and warned seriously, "PD Lin must not become as virtuous as him in the future."

The conversation, or Song Renshan's unilateral confiding and venting, temporarily stopped here. Lin Yuliang played the role of a qualified listener from beginning to end - the person who complained just wanted someone to listen, not necessarily

Need advice and responses from others.

The atmosphere in the car returned to silence again. Song Ren smacked his lips with unfinished goodwill. He watched Lin Yuliang take out the book from his backpack and began to read and mark the passages. His eyes could not stop looking up and down at him.

"Um...it's a bit rude to ask...PD Lin, you don't have a girlfriend yet, right?" Seeing that Lin Yuliang just shook his head lightly and didn't say anything, she continued to ask, "Do you have someone you like?"

Lin Yuliang, who was sitting in the seat in front of her, stopped flipping through the book in his hand and looked at Song Renshan, whose eyes were shining. He understood that her long-suppressed interest in the conversation had not subsided, at least not until he answered her question.

Allow yourself to calm down.

He glanced quickly at the co-pilot, who had already cocked his ears. He was watching the other deputy PD along the way. After waiting for the whole day, he didn't show any intention to help. Lin Yuliang's shoulders slumped slightly as if giving up, and he sighed and nodded, "Yeah.

,some."

Song Renshan's eyes shone brighter, but before she could speak, Lin Yuliang pointed to Jingshan on the baby seat, "Jingshan seems to be waking up. We still have some distance to go, so please comfort him first."

I brought a thermos cup here, it should be suitable for making milk powder now."

Song Renshan looked at Jingshan next to him, whose eyelids were trembling, he was chirping, and he was mumbling in a low voice. The psychological mother's side finally gained the upper hand again. He took the thermos cup handed over by Lin Yuliang and glanced at him regretfully, "PD Lin, let's talk to you.

I’m glad we have the opportunity to chat again.”

Sitting up straight in his chair, Lin Yuliang suddenly felt that the reason for the quarrel between his and her husband was not just because of the show, but that it was a wrong choice for him to interrupt at that time. He

He lowered his head and took off his glasses, pinched his eyebrows hard, and mustered up his energy to agree, "Okay, Song Renshan XI."