Improv [Rebirth]

After a few days like this, although his tone was still lukewarm, Chen Yan observed his words and guessed that Qi Andong's mood had improved a lot.

As the Spring Festival approached, he wanted to go home early.After being reborn for so long, it stands to reason that he should have gone to see his parents long ago, but his family is in a special situation. Once he goes back, it means facing the bad news that his father's company has gone bankrupt and his mother's old illness has relapsed.Chen Yan had experienced it once in his previous life, and he was already mentally prepared, but his parents still thought he was kept in the dark, and sent text messages to Chen Yan from time to time to say that everything was fine.

So he needs money, and only when he goes back with the money and pretends to have just found out the truth, his parents will believe that he really has the ability to make money, instead of raising money for family affairs, so that they can breathe a sigh of relief and feel a little relieved burden.

Although the meals on the table are prepared according to Qi Andong's taste every day, today he specially asked Mrs. Zhong to cook Qi Andong's favorite dishes, crispy shrimp, perch with chopped pepper, crab roe tofu, shredded lotus seeds, and stewed Give him some pear soup to moisten his throat, hoping that he will feel better and don't embarrass himself.

As soon as Qi Andong came back and saw the dishes on the table, he felt that Chen Yan had something to ask of himself today.He sat down calmly and didn't say a word after the meal was over.Hearing the sound of chopsticks clinking on the opposite side, Chen Yan finally couldn't sit still.

"Brother Dong, are you busy these days?"

"Okay."

"How about the new movie?"

"that's it."

In fact, Qi Andong didn't want to find fault on purpose, but when he thought that Chen Yan wanted something from him and made it so obvious to please him, he felt uncomfortable.In the business field and in the entertainment industry, this routine is common. People who want to benefit from themselves are always busy and meticulous.To put it bluntly, Chen Yan was just like them, too stupid, usually didn't know how to work hard, and only bowed to the door at the end of the day, looking very snobbish, as if reminding him that they were just a money transaction, each took what he needed.

He didn't know why he was angry at a fact that both of them knew.

"Brother Dong, I want to go home in two days. My mother...is not in good health. I want to see her."

Qi Andong glanced at him, then continued to drink soup: "Yes."

"You promised?"

Qi Andong raised his head again: "What's the objection? I'm not the head of the cell, so why don't you go home?"

On the opposite side, Chen Yan seemed relieved.

"Anything else?"

"No more," Chen Yan smiled, seemingly very happy, "Brother Dong, let me serve you another bowl of rice."

"No need." Qi Andong felt even more uncomfortable.

What exactly did Chen Yan think of him?In order to go home, do you have to make a special trip to please him?Is he such an unkind person?

Thinking about it, he was really not gentle to Chen Yan in the past few months, and he was definitely not as polite as outsiders, but he didn't do anything to him, why did he scare him?

He looked at Chen Yan, and after Chen Yan had finished eating, he was also looking at him with his chin propped on one hand, his eyes were soft, and the corner of his mouth was smiling.He suddenly became happier and was willing to talk to him a few more words.

"You don't need to report to me if you want to go home in the future."

Chen Yan nodded, and his smile deepened.

"Ask Ni Zhengqing if you need anything, and ask him to take you to the train station."

"I'll just take a ride there."

"Whatever you want." He picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one gulp.

Chen Yan went home without telling his parents in advance, so he went directly to the hospital.

Go up to the third floor of the inpatient department and turn left. It is still the same bed in the previous life. His mother Duan Rujin is leaning against the head of the bed. She clearly sees him but doesn’t seem to recognize him. His father Chen Kezhuang is holding a bowl of rice, trying to make Duan Rujin Take two bites.

His mother used to be hospitalized in high-end wards, one for each person, quiet and spacious, two nurses took turns to accompany her, and the aunt at home made food and health soup and delivered it in an insulated bucket.Later, there was a problem with the company's capital chain, and the family was declining day by day. Someone suggested that Chen Kezhuang transfer his wife to another hospital, which would save a lot of money.But Chen Kezhuang didn't want to. He loved his wife all his life, and he couldn't do anything until old age.

When he couldn't hold on, he just moved Duan Rujin to the general ward, and the attending doctor refused to change him.The hospital was overcrowded and the space was too small, so there was no room for it in the ward, so the hospital asked Duan Rujin to take a bed in the corridor like everyone else, and give it to her as soon as there was space.

But Chen Yan remembered that until the day his mother passed away, she was still lying on this small bed, surrounded by the patient's family members who came and went.

"Dad, Mom." Chen Yan called to them, his hoarse voice startled him.

Chen Kezhuang turned his head and saw his son standing behind him with big bags and small bags. His face was first surprised and then embarrassed: "Xiao Yan, why are you back?"

He put down the bowl, and said to Duan Rujin: "Our son is back, take a look."

Duan Rujin took a look at Chen Yan, and shrank back vigilantly until he reached the head of the bed, his eyes were full of strangeness and guard.

"Xiao Yan," Chen Kezhuang smiled wryly, "Mom's condition is not very good recently, don't..."

"I know." Chen Yan interrupted him, turned around and put down the bag, "Let me feed mom."

He picked up the rice bowl on the table, and there was a carefully prepared bite of rice in the spoon.He brought the bowl to Duan Rujin's mouth, and coaxed her gently: "Mom, let's have some food, you will be refreshed after eating."

Duan Rujin stared at him, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed hard, pushing Chen Yan who was sitting by the bed to stand up and take two steps back, the rice bowl also fell on the bed, and a piece of pea, radish and rice was sprinkled in vain.The people around looked here, not surprised.

"You are too anxious, Xiao Yan, your mother doesn't recognize you yet." Chen Kezhuang went up to tidy up the bed, carefully picked up the food into a bowl, and wiped the quilt with a towel.

Chen Yan stood behind his father, he was hunched over and dangling in front of his eyes, his hands were stained with oil, and his expensive coat seemed to have not been washed for a long time.

Chen Kezhuang turned his head again, his son was standing behind him with tears streaming down his face.

"Why are you crying?" He smiled kindly, and wanted to wipe his tears with a piece of paper, but found that his right hand was dirty, so he changed his left hand.

"How do you know I'm here with your mother?" he asked.

"So the doctor in the ward told me." Chen Yan opened his mouth, and tears flowed into his mouth, which was full of bitter and salty taste.Of course he found it by himself, but he couldn't tell his father that.

"Then you know... at home..." Chen Kezhuang was a little hesitant, he didn't want to tell his son so early, but Xiao Yan had already returned, so he had to know sooner or later.

"I know." Chen Yan said.

Chen Kezhuang nodded: "I'm going to wash my hands, and then I'll buy a meal. You can watch your mother."

He turned and walked out. Chen Yan didn't dare to sit by the bed anymore, and dragged a small bench to sit at the end of the bed, talking to his mother in silence.

Duan Rujin still didn't recognize him, but she knew that this man was crying, so she calmed down and waved to him.

His mother told him not to cry, Chen Yan knew.

Chen Yan's grandfather was a university professor. At that time, there were few professors and they were valuable. His grandmother and grandfather met while studying abroad, which was even more rare.

Duan Rujin grew up in a scholarly family with a beautiful heart and a high culture, but Grandpa Chen Yan was in business. When he was young, he was poor and couldn't afford education. The first thing he did after earning money was to force his son to enter a good school.

Chen Kezhuang caught up with Duan Rujin at school with his sour poems, sour words, sour tunes and good looks. The happiest thing was Grandpa Chen Yan. Later, he also liked Chen Yan, who was smart and handsome, and looked like a cultural person. Grandson, it's a pity that Chen Yan's grandfather left just after he entered high school, and he didn't wait until the day he was admitted to university.

Duan Rujin can't see other people suffering, even if she doesn't know him yet, she still wants to comfort him.Chen Yan tentatively walked over.His mother didn't push him anymore, he just sat down and held Duan Rujin's hand in his palm.

Such a good person, why should he suffer such a crime?Chen Yan didn't want to cry, his mother was unhappy when he cried, but he couldn't control his tears.

They sat for a while, and a child passed by, wearing a white sweater and black cotton clothes, with a thick head and a thick head.Duan Rujin suddenly reached out to grab the child, but when the boy's mother saw her, she quickly took her son away, muttering: "I said you can't put a psychopath here, why don't you go to a mental hospital."

Chen Yan's head became hot, anger welled up in his heart, he stood up and was about to chase that man, but Duan Rujin held his hand and refused to let him go, pointing at the little boy's back and kept saying to him: "Xiao Yan ...my little Yan..."

"Mom, I'm here, it's me, I'm Xiaoyan...I've grown up..." He held his mother in his arms, patted her on the shoulder, and tears dripped onto Duan Rujin's hair.Duan Rujin couldn't sense or understand the words, so he still called "Xiao Yan", it depends on Xiao Yan.

When Chen Kezhuang came back, Chen Yan told him about it, and he shook his head: "Forget it, people have a reason to be worried. It's true that people in the psychiatry department shouldn't be bothered here."

Chen Yan was silent for a while, and asked, "When did Mom become like this? Wasn't it much better before?"

"Just a few days when the accident happened at home. I wanted to hide it from her, but people like to gossip about such a big thing, and they told her without knowing who it was."

"That doesn't mean..."

"Your mother was hospitalized because of heart failure as soon as she was stimulated. This disease was supposed to treat her mentally..." Chen Kezhuang stopped, he didn't want to talk about this in the corridor, he was afraid that other patients or family members would overhear and talk nonsense , so he pointed to his head to let Chen Yan know that he was talking about mental illness, "It was caused during the treatment of this disease. Once the symptoms worsened, the medicine prescribed by the psychiatrist could not be taken. This is a vicious circle. The two diseases coexist, and finally it is like this .”

"Then...what to do after the doctor said? Is there any good way?"

"Let's take a look and observe first." His father said, "I don't want to live here to cause trouble for others, but heart disease is fatal. I can't let your mother live in a mental hospital."

Chen Yan didn't speak, he knew that his mother would have an operation soon, but what's the use of saying it now except to make his father worry more?

"Let's not talk about this, don't worry too much about your mother, there will be a solution." Chen Kezhuang picked up the rice he had just bought, and began to persuade his wife to eat some more.

His father was very focused when feeding his mother, and didn't talk to Chen Yan, with a smile on his lips all the time, very gentle.In Chen Yan's impression, the relationship between parents has always been very good, his mother is like a child, every time she gets angry, Chen Kezhuang has to go back and coax her.

Chen Yan just watched them feed the other one by one, and his heavy mood became better.

He suddenly remembered that when Duan Rujin went to the psychiatric department for the first time in high school, Chen Yan begged to follow him. The doctor inadvertently mentioned that he had a high genetic predisposition. Dayton reprimanded.

If one day he really becomes like this, he wonders if someone will take care of him like his father takes care of his mother.

He suddenly thought of Qi Andong, and then burst out laughing, his thoughts were really beyond his reach.