together for a moment

"Old Zhang, do you think I did something wrong?"

Asked by her, Uncle Zhang pursed his lips tightly as if he was thinking, but he couldn't help but laugh out loud at the end.

"Hahaha, you mother and son are really alike, always wanting to get answers from others," Uncle Zhang felt Tang Qing's eyes shot, and quickly restrained his smile, "I mean, what qualifications do I have to go It depends on whether you did the right thing or not. You already have the answer in your heart, but you are waiting for others to say it.”

The expression on Tang Qing's face changed again and again, and finally decided to use anger to cover up the embarrassment of being poked at the center, she slapped Uncle Zhang, "You old guy is really annoying, stop talking, let's take a walk."

Uncle Zhang followed her angry footsteps, and said with a smile, "I don't mean anything malicious, I know you love Mu Mu, I understand the love of parents in the world."

"No matter how much I feel sorry for him, I don't understand," Tang Qing sighed, "Actually, if they insist on being together, what can I do?"

"But Mu Mu is a good boy, he is willing to endure pain to get your approval," said Uncle Zhang, "Without the support of his family and contact with the people he likes, he can't eat and sleep at night. Distressed."

"So it's all my fault?" Tang Qing raised the volume.

"You're not wrong," Uncle Zhang shook his head and said, "but what's wrong with Mumu?"

Tang Qing walked silently. She knew that Zhao Yimu was not wrong, but she was just angry at why he couldn't marry and have children like a normal person, and chose a path that was easy to be criticized.

"I'm afraid that he is hot now, and he will regret it in the future. Maybe...he is still a little unwilling." For the first time after the incident, Tang Qing put aside his anger and tried to clarify his thoughts.

"Regret? Regret is also his own choice. It's better than you forcing him to choose a path he doesn't like and regretting it. After a few years, he will blame you instead?" Uncle Zhang said, "As for not being reconciled...what is there to be reconciled to? of?"

"Why can others enjoy the family happiness with their grandchildren, and I will be alone all my life," Tang Qing said, feeling sad, and suddenly stopped to complain: "Why is my life so bitter..."

"Others? That's not necessarily the case. There are many people without grandchildren in the world. At least you have a filial son, which is not bad." Uncle Zhang patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "If I told you, I wouldn't have grandchildren either. , do you feel better?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Tang Qing gave him a white look.

"Is it okay to talk nonsense about this kind of thing?" Uncle Zhang smiled lightly, "Qiqi had undergone surgery for uterine fibroids. The operation did not go well and caused damage to the uterus. Her chances of conceiving are very low."

"..." Tang Qing opened his mouth in surprise, and it took a long time before he said, "When did you know?"

"I knew about them before they got married," said Uncle Zhang.

"Then you How did you accept it?" Tang Qing asked again.

"It's not a big deal," Uncle Zhang chuckled twice, "I'm old, how long can I spend with Haozi, isn't it good that he chooses someone he likes to spend his life with? I almost It is enough for those who died on the battlefield to have a family and a son, and to live to see his son find his happiness.”

"Compared with you, it seems that I am narrow-minded." Tang Qing seemed to have infected some of Uncle Zhang's open-mindedness, and pulled the corner of his mouth to force a smile, "Probably because I have been lonely for too long, I always hope that the house will be more lively."

"That's not easy." Uncle Zhang straightened her crooked woolen hat, as if he had done it hundreds of times, "I bring vegetables to find you every day, and go out for a walk with you when I have nothing to do. The two families get together for a reunion, do you agree?"

"You..." Tang Qing froze after listening to him, his mind was not spinning, "You...what do you mean?"

"What I mean is that there are not so many limitations in things like feelings. Some people like the same sex," Uncle Zhang smiled at her frankly.

Many sports walkers filed past on both sides, but they looked at each other as if no one else was there.

After a while, Tang Qing lowered his head and covered his mouth with a smile: "There are no girls next door, only old women."

"In my eyes, it's a girl, the one with a lot of troubles." Uncle Zhang took a step or two forward, turned around and stretched out his hand to Tang Qing: "Girl, let's go for a walk, don't be lazy."

Tang Qing couldn t hide the smile on the corner of his mouth and walked forward, stretching out his hand awkwardly.

The next morning, Zhao Yimu smelled the strong aroma before he opened his eyes. He had insomnia last night and was always half asleep. Now he wakes up without sleepiness. He opens the door. Only the kitchen is lit. Like a day.

Well, it's the aroma of beef broth.At least he kept the taste, Zhao Yimu thought.

"Are you awake? Put on more clothes and come out to eat beef noodles." Mom glanced at him and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

Zhao Yimu put on his coat and sat at the dining table in a daze.Tang Qing brought a pot of delicious beef noodles to the table. Seeing him staring blankly at the corner of the table, he said, "Eat it while it's hot. It's cooling down today and it's raining heavily. I'll definitely go out later." Traffic jam."

It's raining, where is Nick?Where in this city is there a place for him to live?

Zhao Yimu filled a bowl of noodles, and the chopsticks stirred in it but didn't pick up a single noodle. Tang Qing was so anxious to see, "Stop stirring, eat, I'm going to be late for work."

"Mom, I won't go to work today." Zhao Yimu put down his chopsticks, looked at Tang Qing desperately and said, "He's gone, I'm going to find him."

"Who is missing?" Tang Qing scolded himself for being stupid when he asked, who else could he find?She hesitated for a moment, and asked, "He...where did he go?"

"I don't know, he didn't go to the company and didn't come home, something must have happened," Zhao Yimu's expression was between crying and going crazy, he begged her incoherently: "Mom, let me find He, as long as I confirm that he is fine, you can marry anyone you want, but I must go to him today."

Tang Qing had never seen her son panic like this. She stood up and wrapped Zhao Yimu in her arms, warm tears soaked her clothes. In the past, Zhao Yimu would never cry no matter how he was beaten or scolded when he was a child. She made a sound, but now she was buried in her arms, sobbing so hard that she couldn't help herself.

"Go," Tang Qing stroked his son's head, feeling sorry for him and himself, "You are going to be thirty people, mom can't control it anymore, you have to be responsible for right or wrong."

Zhao Yimu tightened her arms around her waist, feeling grateful and guilty. He may have gained the upper hand in the revolution of family affection, but the tears still kept flowing.

Nick fell asleep to the sound of rain last night, and woke up to the sound of rain this morning, but the view of the room before him was completely different from before going to bed.

Lying on the bed, he wasn't sure whether he was stunned or not awake at all. He tried to move his injured left shoulder, and the sharp pain immediately proved that it was not a dream.

But he was obviously in the hospital yesterday? Nick recalled what happened before going to bed last night. Lian Jueliang came to accompany him at dinner yesterday. In fact, he showed up almost every day. From dinner with him until he fell asleep, Nick couldn't help wondering whether the general manager is so busy now?

He has been in the hospital for a full week. After the last examination yesterday, the doctor finally announced that he can be discharged in two days. Although Lian Jueliang is dealing with the loss, he will eventually pay it back.Secondly, Lian Jueliang's care and intimacy that is getting better every day makes him at a loss.

"Brother, I really trouble you during this period of hospitalization." The news that he can be discharged from the hospital made Nick feel good, and his appetite also increased. , and help my mother transfer to another hospital by the way.”

"Pianpian, do you want to go home after you leave the hospital?" Lian Jieliang usually eats very little, and he spends all his time and eyes on Nick, "Discharge does not mean that you are fully recovered. The doctor said that at least a brace to fix the fracture How can you work like this for a month?"

"Brother, you are so funny, where will I go if I don't go home?" Nick grinned and gritted his teeth, "As for work, I can't play the violin for the time being, but it should be possible to go to the radio station to play songs and play music or accept translation work Yes, I can't just sit and eat the mountains, let alone I don't have a "mountain" to eat."

"I can be your mountain, and you can eat whatever you want, and it's best to eat for a lifetime." Lian Jueliang put his share of duck meat into Nick's bowl, and said in a normal way: "Come and live with me, your hand hurts It’s inconvenient, it’s better for Mama Du to have a butler at home who can help.”

"I'm not used to living in other people's homes. I appreciate my brother's kindness." Nick put down his chopsticks with a snap, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and stretched himself. "I was almost moldy after a week in the hospital, and I can finally be discharged."

Later... Later, Lian Jueliang peeled apples for him again, and made a pot of light tea to chat with him and watch TV, but he felt sleepy after watching it for a long time. He remembered that he yawned three times when the weather was broadcast, knowing that tomorrow It was still a wet and cold rainy day, which was a bit of a disappointment, but it was only until he drank the last sip of tea, hummed happily, went to the bathroom to wash and brush his teeth with the help of Lian Jueliang, and when he walked back to the bed, he yawned and burst into tears. Full.

"I've been lying in bed all day and I'm still so tired. It shows that people really can't slack off," Nick almost fell asleep when he got into bed. did not hear clearly.

When he woke up again, he was in this completely strange room.

Nick sat up with his uninjured hand, only to realize that he was not alone in the room. There was a set of tables and chairs for two by the window sill in the corner, and there was a man in a black suit sitting there, looking down at his phone.

"Who are you?"

"Are you awake?"

The black suit didn't answer the question. He picked up the walkie-talkie from his waist and muttered something in a low voice, then stood up straight and bowed slightly to Nick, saying, "Mr. Du, the meal will be delivered soon, please wait a moment."

"Did I say I want to eat?" Nick asked him with a frown, "I asked you who are you? Where is this?"

"Mr. Du, don't get excited," the black suit spoke with the same warmth as a machine, "Mr. Lian will explain your questions in person afterward."

"When is it after that? I'm leaving now." Nick lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but because the sutured wound on his left leg had just healed, the movement snapped violently, and he fell to the ground with a hiss in pain.

The black suit walked over in twos and threes, carefully avoiding the wound, and carried Nick back to the bed. He then picked up the walkie-talkie and gave a quick talk. Soon after, doctors and nurses came in to help him treat the wound.

The wound oozes blood quickly, and the gauze is dyed red. It should be very painful, but Nick doesn't feel it at all. He is confused. What does Lian Jueliang mean?Why did you send him here without knowing it?Why is there a man in a black suit watching him in the room?

Everything that happened made him very uncomfortable, and he desperately wanted answers.

"Mr. Du, please have dinner." The black suit respectfully put the meal on the small table beside his bed, but it was swept to the ground by Nick's big hand, making a loud clatter.

"Until I meet Lian Jueliang, I won't eat anything again."