The marketing account also wants to fall in love

The strange aunt unfolded the scarf and put it around Bai Chuan's neck.

This heather gray woolen scarf was long and wide, hanging from Bai Chuan's shoulders to his knees, thick and warm.

Bai Chuan cherished the fine wool and said, "Thank you, then I'll wrap it around for a while."

He raised his head and smiled, and said again: "Auntie, are you here to visit relatives today? Let's go to the sunny place over there, which is just opposite the gate of the community. If the person you are looking for comes back, let's go You can see it."

The kind aunt also smiled at Bai Chuan, pointed to the big bag on her back, and said, "I just came to see my son. The scarf and the things in the bag are all for him."

Bai Chuan glanced into the bag subconsciously, and saw that there were several clothes and many bottles and cans inside, and there seemed to be a large lunch box at the bottom, because it was covered by other things, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

He smiled and asked, "Have you cooked a lot of delicious food for your son?"

"Yeah, he's a young man, how can he cook by himself." The aunt expressed her love in a disgusted tone, "But last time I went home, I showed my dad and me a steamed fish, that's his It’s the first time I’ve cooked for us since I’ve grown up.”

steamed fish……

Bai Chuan couldn't help but look at the aunt a few more times.

The other party didn't notice his strangeness, and spoke enthusiastically again: "Young man, which floor do you live on? If you are in a hurry, I will carry you up."

Bai Chuan was shocked, and hurriedly said, "No need, no need, what a shame!"

But the aunt said frankly: "Don't think I'm a bit older, but I'm actually in good health. I've been doing physical work all my life, and I'm very energetic."

Bai Chuan said: "Look at what you said, you are still young, and you can't tell that you are a person who does physical work, and your skin is pretty good."

The aunt suddenly smiled like a flower: "It's so good, you young man can really talk, it means that life is better these years than before, so you don't have to work so hard."

Bai Chuan took out his mobile phone to check the time, and said, "Auntie, I am actually waiting for someone, and my mother will come to see me today."

"Oh, yes, that's a coincidence."

Bai Chuan showed a helpless and intimate smile: "But my mother must be different from you, let alone bring me delicious food, she still expects me to make delicious food for her to satisfy her cravings. The elevator is broken today, and I can't get up Lou, unable to prepare meals, she is probably more anxious than me."

"Look at what you said," the aunt smiled, "sons are mother's darling. You young people are not married and have children, so you don't understand the parental heart of us old men and women."

Bai Chuan tightened his scarf, lowered his head, and said nothing.

In fact, he understood, he knew everything about what the strong woman in his family was thinking.

In the past, he was the pride of his parents. He had good grades, a good job, good cooking skills, good taste, and countless advantages to praise. Whatever he did, he was a role model among his peers.

But it's different now.It seems ridiculous to praise a person who can't walk for his ability to work.

Bai Chuan knew that her mother suddenly fell in love with her own cooking skills, not because of the lack of supplies in the African continent, which made her miss the Chinese home-cooked dishes made by her son, but because she wanted to encourage herself, and wanted to make herself more successful in such a cruel and withered life. Some sense of accomplishment makes my life more fulfilling and allows me to find more value in life.

His mother wanted to subtly tell her son that spiritual reconstruction is far more important than physical recovery, and that one must live with confidence and live a wonderful and meaningful life.

It's not like Bai Chuan doesn't understand these principles.

He knew it all, especially after meeting Lu Dongshan, the seemingly inexhaustible heat on Lu Dongshan warmed him, infected him, and gave him more courage to live.

However, it is also because of Lu Dongshan that on the one hand, Bai Chuan bravely accepts the challenges of life, but on the other hand, he becomes increasingly inferior.The more he worries about gains and losses, he puts his incomplete self on the worldly balance time and time again. The deeper he loves, the more he feels that Lu Dongshan is a very good person. He hopes that he can be better, and that can make Lu Dongshan even better. A good person cannot be himself.

Bai Chuan was silent for a long time, forgetting that there was a strange aunt beside him who was talking to him.

At this time, a child in the community passed him on a skateboard, and a burst of laughter pulled him back from his depression to reality.

He turned his head and smiled at the warm-hearted aunt he met for the first time. He was about to say something to apologize, but for a moment, he suddenly saw a familiar look in the other's concerned eyes.

The familiar sincerity and tenderness between the eyebrows and eyes seems to be...

"Hi! Bai Chuan, I'm back!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in my ears.

Bai Chuan followed his prestige, and the person who was wearing sportswear, jogging shoes, and carrying an exaggerated bag, striding into the community against the sun was his gluttonous mother.

Bai Chuan didn't care about anything else, no matter how much he complained just now, those grievances disappeared at this moment, the boiling emotions in his heart, besides the joy of reunion after a long absence, were the affection between his son and his mother that would never cool down.

"Mother!"

Bai Chuan tried his best to shake the wheelchair, and quickly slid towards the door.

"Slow down!" The mother rushed up to meet her son, holding her son's face and looking at it again and again.

It was originally a warm and touching scene, but this strong woman made a playful expression that didn't fit her identity——

She tilted her head and asked very suspiciously, "Why are you so fat?"

"Hey!" Bai Chuan frowned and looked at his mother, dissatisfied, "I'm not fat. I eat three meals a day, live a regular life, look good, and look rich. Unlike you, who work hard every day like Saburo, who stay up late and work overtime, forget to sleep and eat. My dad is half a world away, so if you want to act like a baby, you have to count the jet lag."

Bai Chuan was unforgiving, and felt very helpless—really, how could he talk about such topics as soon as they met.

The mother is very generous, and doesn't care about her son's nonsense.She joked: "Oh? I thought you gained weight because you were so proud of your love life. You have a sweet boyfriend who is your heart-warming sun, holding you in your palm every day..."

Embarrassed, Bai Chuan quickly put his index finger on his lips, and said "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He looked to both sides and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he was a little relieved.

"We'll talk about these things when we get home." He glared at his mother.

"I must let you tell the truth when I get home!" The mother poked her son's forehead.

"Hey, did you...knit this scarf yourself?" Mother Bai finally noticed her son's scarf, she was surprised, "It's not like...could it be Lu..."

Bai Chuan panicked, and desperately tugged on her sleeve, preventing her from saying the name.

He forced a smile on his face, and raised his hand to introduce: "I was waiting for you downstairs just now, and I met this aunt, she was afraid that I would be cold, so she lent me this scarf to keep warm for a while. The scarf is not mine."

Seeing a stranger present, Bai Chuan's mother instantly adjusted to a serious and friendly mode.

"Oh, thank you so much," she said gratefully.

"You're welcome, I just thought the child was cold, and there happened to be a newly knitted one in the bag..." The aunt seemed a little embarrassed, "Anyway, I knitted it myself, and it's not worth much, so I just gave it to you. The style It's a bit old, I don't know if you young people like it or not."

Bai Chuan hurriedly said no, saying that you knitted it for your son, and I couldn't take it.

As he spoke, he untied the scarf and returned it to the other party.

The soft wool carries body temperature, making Bai Chuan reluctant to part with it.

At this time, another warm scarf was placed around Bai Chuan's neck, helping him to block the cold air of early winter.

There is a faint scent of perfume on the scarf, which belongs to my mother's smell.

Bai Chuan's mother naturally helped her son tie the scarf, and said with a smile, "You are also here today to look for your son? Coincidentally, we are all here to see him."

"It's a coincidence. I didn't say hello before I came. I went upstairs and knocked on the door just now, but there was no one at home, so I went downstairs to wait. By the way, I don't know if the elevator has been repaired. How do you go upstairs?"

Bai Chuan almost forgot about this.

He went to the corridor to look around, came out and said to his mother, "Why don't you go upstairs and help me take off my crutches?"

"What floor do you live on?"

"Five floors."

"You can go up five floors with a cane?" The jet-lagged strong woman raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

Bai Chuan could only smile: "Let's try."

"Don't try." Bai Mama said decisively, "If you can go up five floors with a cane, I don't have to rush all the way back from the company to take you to see a doctor. Just wait here! I'm going to hire a part-time job now." Yes, carry you on your back. Tell me about you, if you want to buy a house, don’t you buy a low-rise one, or a five-story one.”

Bai Chuan said without confidence: "There was no suitable one at the time... and the elevator has never broken down before, this is the first time."

"It's not easy to buy a house now," said the aunt next to him, seeing that the atmosphere between Bai Chuan and his son was not in a good mood, "Don't worry about the new house and the second-hand house, they are suitable in every way, at least. I just bought a house for my son a few days ago. It’s a new one, and you can only buy a suitable apartment if you find an acquaintance.”

Seeing Bai Chuan's mother looking over, the aunt shook her phone again and said, "Don't make trouble, my son said he will be back soon, and let him carry the young man upstairs later."

She pointed to the apartment building next to her, and suddenly thought of something: "Young man, do you live in this building too? The fifth floor?"

"Hmm..." Bai Chuan's heart suddenly thumped.

"My son also lives in this building."

Also live in this building...

Bai Chuan's heart sank, he moved his throat with difficulty, and exchanged glances with his mother uneasily.

A certain premonition became stronger, and he repeated with a glimmer of hope: "Your son also lives in this building?"

"Yeah, it's also on the fifth floor. You are neighbors, don't you usually know each other? The one in my house is a big fool. He hangs a camera around his neck, wanders around all day, and brings a bunch of junk home..."

The premonition came true, and Bai Chuan's mind was cleared for a moment.

No wonder he felt a little familiar with this aunt's eyebrows and eyes. It turned out that she was Lu Dongshan's mother.

What a coincidence today.

People too, really neat.

It seems that Lu Dongshan hasn't talked about himself with his family.

Even his mother didn't know that her son's neighbor was a disabled person with limited mobility.

Bai Chuan suddenly didn't know what to say.

At this time, a pair of hands reached Bai Chuan's shoulders, and squeezed his shoulder blades vigorously.

It is mother's hand.

Bai Chuan took a deep breath and seemed to gain some courage again. He blinked and said softly, "So Lu Dongshan belongs to you... We, I and Lu Dongshan are neighbors, so of course we know each other."

"Xiao Lu is a good boy," Bai Chuan's mother took up the conversation, "He lives across from Bai Chuan and my family, and he often helps out. I originally planned to come to the house today to thank him, and I even brought him a gift."

"Really," Lu Dongshan's mother was a little surprised, "My son is really, he rarely chats with me about life matters... So you are neighbors."

Bai Chuan responded in a low voice: "Yes, neighbor."

There was a sound of footsteps.

The tall photographer walked quickly with a big backpack on his back. He was a little out of breath, and his eyes swept across the faces of the three of them, trying his best to remain calm, but his expression was still unnatural.

"Mom, why are you here? You didn't say anything in advance." He first said to his mother.

"I just got the key to the new house. I happened to come over to see you and send it to you."

"What?" Lu Dongshan was surprised, "A new house?"

"Yeah, your apartment is so small. It's okay to live alone. You can't use it as a wedding room in the future. I worked with your dad and bought you a new one in the city center. Here, the key."