The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Ling Zhigang looked at him and smiled.

The expression on Mother Zhong's face seemed to be described by the word anticipation, and she kept staring at Ling Zhigang.Ling Zhi just smiled and said: "Auntie, with your words, I will treat Zhong Ming well from the bottom of my heart, and I will not make him suffer or suffer any grievances."

Mama Zhong was so moved that her eyes were red.

"Our family, Diudiu, has suffered a lot since I was a woman, and I don't have much ability. I often feel powerless and don't know what to do, especially at such an advanced age. No, you said I don't know if I can survive until the day he gets married and starts a business, if I go..."

"Mom..." Zhong Ming's tone was reproachful and slightly sad.

"I just hope that he can have a big brother or something, who can help him in the future. With your words, Auntie can trust him to you..."

"Mom..." Zhong Ming's face was particularly ugly and embarrassed, what was he doing, he was acting in a family drama at [-] o'clock, and the words "women and Taoists" appeared, and he had to "give it to him" , to whom, Ling Zhigang? !

Oh dear mother, do you know that you are giving a piece of fresh meat from your own son to the wolf's mouth!

Mother Zhong was obviously too kind, Ling Zhi bought her off with just a few crocodile tears, she smiled embarrassedly and said, "Isn't my request too much, don't add any more trouble to you... "

"Well, I know that your heart is only for the good of Zhong Ming." Ling Zhigang said, glanced at Zhong Ming, and said, "In fact, I have always told Zhong Ming that he should feel lucky, because at least he has you by his side." Such a mother who cares about him is not something that everyone can have. My mother is about the same age as you, but my relationship with her has not been harmonious since I was a child... To tell you the truth, I am not afraid of you laughing. Sometimes from you, I can feel the feeling of a mother, and in my heart... I often think that it would be great if Zhong Ming was a girl, so I will marry him and be your son-in-law."

"..."

Zhong Ming's face turned red, and his little heart was about to jump to his chest. What does Ling Zhigang want to do today, should he confess it? ?

Zhong Ming got excited, and blurted out: "How about you be my mother's godson?"

Zhong Ming suddenly said something, his face flushed slightly after drinking: "What...you two hit it off so well...you will get what you want if you become my mother's godson? I can't wait... Besides, you see, we will become brothers, you and me, everyone is happy."

This made Zhong's mother excited and stared straight at Ling Zhigang.

Of course, mother Zhong is very eager, not to mention for his only precious son, but from her personal point of view, Ling Zhigang, who is extremely outstanding, can be her godson. It couldn't be better.Ling Zhi just saw the expectant and nervous expression on Zhong's mother's face, and was a little at a loss for words for a moment. He turned his head and glanced at Zhong Ming, and saw Zhong Ming looking straight at him, and the things in his eyes were particularly complicated.

It could not be said that Zhong Ming was digging a hole for him to jump, and he believed that Zhong Ming himself might not be happy to see such a result.This is the result of jumping over the wall in a hurry.

He looked at Mother Zhong again, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said, "I'm afraid Aunt Zhong won't..."

Zhong Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva and lowered his head. Mama Zhong was so happy that she couldn't speak, she nodded quickly and said, "I would like to, why don't I want to? This is the blessing I have cultivated for several lifetimes!"

"Then I called..." Ling Zhigang seemed a little unaccustomed, but after all, he was a person who had seen strong winds and waves, and immediately adjusted his mentality, and shouted: "Godmother."

Zhong Ming stood up suddenly, hit the table with a "bang", and knocked his chopsticks to the ground. He glanced at Mother Zhong and Ling Zhigang in a panic, and ran out.

Ling Zhigang also stood up, and said to Zhong's mother who was a little confused, "I'll go and have a look."

As soon as Ling Zhi came to the yard, he saw Zhong Ming standing in the corner of the yard, his shoulders twitching.

He even cried.

This kind of sudden tears made Ling Zhigang feel a little overwhelmed for a while, or confused. He walked over and called, "Zhongming?"

Zhong Ming wiped his eyes, then turned around and asked viciously, "What are you doing?"

"what's wrong with you?"

"I'm so happy!" Zhong Ming still spoke viciously, touched his eyes, and hurried into the house again, Ling Zhigang held him back: "Why are you crying?"

"Who's crying? I drank too much and wanted to vomit. I'm going to vomit!" Zhong Ming said and entered the room.Mother Zhong stood up and asked, "What's wrong with you, why did you run away suddenly?"

"I want to vomit, but I retched for a while, it's okay." Zhong Ming bent down to pick up the chopsticks he dropped on the ground, wiped his eyes again, and said to Ling Zhigang: "I retched, tears flowed out. Yes, it's really hard."

Mother Zhong said to Ling Zhigang with a little embarrassment: "He has this problem. He sheds tears when he vomits."

Zhong Ming smiled as he spoke, and said, "Brother, sit down, we will be a family from now on."

As soon as Ling Zhi sat down in his seat, Zhong Ming went to the kitchen to rinse the chopsticks, and it took another long time before he came back.

Ling Zhigang can't fully understand Zhong Ming's sadness, maybe even Zhong's mother may not understand, Zhong's mother can have such a capable godson, to be honest, this is a high climb, he Zhong Ming can have such a capable Brother, he also took advantage of it.

Compared with Zhong Ming's big reaction, Ling Zhigang didn't have much turmoil in his heart. In essence, this was just a means for him to pursue Zhong Ming, and he was not a real brother. It doesn't affect his future with Zhong Ming, but he thinks it's a good thing. Being able to keep a close relationship with Zhong's mother can be regarded as having a layer of entanglement with Zhong Ming. The relationship between brothers may also be a protective umbrella for them in the future.

What's more, he can follow the bell and call mother Zhong "Mom" openly. On the psychological level, this is also a disguised mother-in-law's recognition of his son-in-law. One day this mother-in-law will recognize him, he has this confidence, but he has to take it step by step, and there is no rush.

Mother Zhong was really happy. For the first time in decades, she was drunk and dizzy. She grabbed Ling Zhigang's hand and babbled, crying and laughing, telling the bitter history of their mother and child, and about her today. How happy, a woman in her 60s, with gray hair, wrinkled face when she smiles, looks so old.

Zhong Ming was sitting beside him, not talking, his mother talked about his little secrets, and he didn't say a word, but his eyes were red, and his face looked like he was about to shed tears, but he didn't, his eyes were red and his face was red. very ugly.

This Ling Zhigang is really hateful. He also took away his only mother, not to mention taking away part of his maternal love, but still used such a shameless method of deception. This man who wants to take away her son, she still treats him Her benefactor is noble, and her own son is actually an accomplice next to her, helping to deceive her.

Mother Zhong said: "When Diudiu was young, his grandfather asked someone to tell his fortune, and said that there were noble people in his fortune to help him. It seems that what he said was true."

Mother Zhong said again: "The first time I saw you, I felt that you were destined for our family, but I didn't expect that we would become a family in the end."

Anyway, she was already drinking a little too much, and Ling Zhigang responded without saying a word, but Mother Zhong said again: "The day after tomorrow is Diu Diu's birthday, you must come."

Now Ling Zhigang became clever, and asked: "Isn't there still four or five days left, why is it the day after tomorrow?"

But Zhong's mother had already talked about him, and Ling Zhigang turned his attention to Zhong Ming who had been sitting silently beside him: "Your birthday is the day after tomorrow?"

Zhong Ming raised his head and glanced at him, then nodded reluctantly.

"I looked at your ID card on purpose. I don't remember if it's the day after tomorrow?"

"Whoever said that the ID card must be accurate." Zhong Ming said: "My ID card is different from the real life, and it was wrong by two days."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I don't want to spend my birthday with you."

Ling Zhi just laughed, fell into deep thought, and suddenly said: "After this birthday, you will be full, and you will be considered an adult?"

Zhong Ming immediately looked over vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

"There is one less law to protect you." Ling Zhi just smiled, a little maliciously: "So I was afraid that I was molesting a minor..."

"Then you are less obscene? Wasn't it called obscenity before??"

Ling Zhigang changed the subject with a smile: "How do you plan to spend your birthday? I didn't know it before, but now that I know it, I have to count it in. If you want any gift, I will buy it for you."

"If you don't show up, it's the best gift for me."

"I'm afraid it won't work. I promised my godmother just now..."

When Zhong Ming heard the word "godmother", he felt unhappy, not only unhappy, but also a little annoyed: "She is drunk, so she won't remember what she said."

Ling Zhigang still had a gentle smile on his face: "I know you are unhappy and unhappy that I am here, but you still try your best to convince yourself and adapt as much as possible. Look, we are now a family. You celebrate your birthday If I don't come, do you think your mother will call me and tell me to come over?"

Zhong Ming stood up and said, "Let's talk later, I'll help my mother into the bedroom first."

"I'll help you." Ling Zhigang also stood up and helped Mama Zhong walk to the bedroom. After Zhong Ming covered Mama Zhong with the quilt, Ling Zhigang suddenly remembered something, frowned, and said: " Isn't it too cold to sleep like this? Why didn't you install an air conditioner?"

"Do you think that all the people in the city are like you..."

"Install an air conditioner, just treat me as a filial godmother." As soon as Ling Zhigang said that, he made a phone call and asked someone to deliver an air conditioner. The person on the phone seemed to be asking what brand Ling Zhigang wanted to send, and Ling Zhigang said : "Whatever is good to give away, you can decide for yourself."

Sure enough, he is a rich man, with a rough tone and a straight waist.

Zhong Ming didn't say anything about refusing. He only clearly separated money from Ling Zhigang at the beginning. Later, when he found out that Ling Zhigang didn't lack those two kinds of money at all, he felt more at ease. People don't seem to be the same thing, but for people like them, it's a timely help. What's more, there is a reason for Ling Zhigang to send everything to their house. He came out of the bedroom and said, "Sit down, let's talk about it." talk."

As soon as Ling Zhi sat down, he picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. Zhong Ming said, "I'm not thirsty."

"Then warm your hands with a cup."

Zhong Ming held the cup in his hand, was silent for a while, and said, "From now on, we are brothers. Even though we are brothers, we are still brothers. Since we are brothers, 'dry' is a flat word. It's turned into a verb, don't you think?"

The smile on Ling Zhigang's face froze, and he took advantage of the opportunity to lie down on the chair, with a carefree look, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.

"Look... can we become real brothers... I also know that I am not worthy..."

"You are really not qualified to be my brother." Ling Zhi just took a puff of cigarette and said, "Those who can be my brother have fought all the way since they were young, you?"

Zhong Ming blushed: "That's all if you're not qualified."

"Being a brother is not enough, but being a partner is more than enough." Ling Zhigang's tone suddenly became gentle, revealing an itchy ambiguity: "What is my purpose, don't you know? Why did I recognize your mother as a godmother? , for what, for whom."

He narrowed his eyes slightly in the smoke he exhaled, the corners of his mouth showed the white of his teeth, and approached him, those eyes seemed to have magic power, like nicotine, and it would also be addictive: "Baby, tell me, what am I for?" Little bastard?"