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When Zhong Minzhi made a special trip back to China to see Sang Qing, he didn't arrange other things, so he was relieved to see that his son was fine. In the past few days, he went to Sang's company as a director to look around, thinking of it as a vacation for himself.

Recently, her blood sugar is on the high side, and she pays special attention to her diet, and there are not many things she likes to eat and can eat.Sang Qingshi ordered several private restaurants, and a nutritionist matched the ingredients as needed, and took her to change the taste every day.

While waiting for the dishes to be served, Sang Qingshi refilled Zhong Minzhi's tea, and asked casually, "Mom, is there a time for you to go back?"

Zhong Minzhi had already booked the plane ticket in the afternoon, but he didn't have time to say, "It's scheduled for the morning of the day after tomorrow, and the landing is Sunday in Los Angeles. It's just right to take a break to compensate for the jet lag. There are better things to do on Monday."

"You are getting older now, don't make yourself too tired." Sang Qing was a child, and cared more about their health than their parents' careers. Some words are useless, but I still have to remind them, "Tell my dad to drink less alcohol." One thing, and pay attention to his blood pressure, remember to monitor it regularly."

Zhong Minzhi loves to drink tea, and is very particular about tea sets. He was looking at the peacock blue Jun porcelain cup in his hand, and put it down when he heard the words, "Your father and I have nothing else to think about if you don't get married and have children. Just put it on work, think more about things to prevent Alzheimer's disease."

After finishing speaking, she regretted it again. She had clearly accepted that her son was different, so why bother to make such unnecessary complaints and burden him psychologically?Sang Qingshi was a filial child, he came back suddenly this time, he was so busy with work and had to find time to accompany her, he didn't complain before and after running, it seemed that he didn't have any time for himself these few days.

She kept silent, and pretended to taste tea to cover it up, "This tea is really good, I'll bring some back later."

Sang Qingshi was used to this kind of pressure, so he was silent for a while, then asked again: "How is grandpa?"

"It's still the same, unable to walk, and doesn't recognize people much." Zhong Minzhi remembered a rather embarrassing incident, "By the way, one day when he was having breakfast, he suddenly asked me if Sang Nan was here?"

Sang Nan, the illegitimate son, has always been raised outside. When Mr. Sang had a cerebral hemorrhage, he was still in high school. He relied on a monthly insurance for his food and clothing. When I was young, my father showed the utmost benevolence and righteousness to this half-brother.

Also because of Sang Nan's duty, he never fights or grabs. He wants to visit his father, and he is allowed to come once or twice during the holidays. However, after Mr. Sang lost his mind, he didn't know him at all. I don't know that he got married and had a wife and children. Not to mention that he had passed away unexpectedly.

"What did you say?" Sang Qing asked Zhong Minzhi.

"I said he didn't have time for school, so I was fooled." Zhong Minzhi sighed.

Two waiters knocked on the door and came in, one pushed a metal trolley with dishes, the other helped serve the dishes, and helped them change a new pot of tea.After everyone went out, Zhong Minzhi thought about it for a while before asking: "Qingshi, that son of Sangnan, are you really planning to raise it yourself?"

"Well, Xiao Ye Zi and I hit it off very well." When Sang Qing thought of Xiao Ye Zi's little face that was two or three points like Tang Yuan's, and the way he called his brother in a milky voice, his heart softened.There are also more or less elements of love for houses and crows.

"Okay, it's fine if you decide. It's for Sang's sake, and I hope he will grow up to be successful." Zhong Minzhi only planned to ask this question this time, and would not ask it again in the future, so he shifted the topic to Tang Yuan: "What about Sang Ye's little uncle, do you often visit him at your place?"

When Sang Qing was picking up vegetables for her, when she heard her question, she raised her eyes, stared at her steadily and said, "Yes, I come here often."

Zhong Minzhi smiled, "It's good, your house is too spacious, and there are more people in the house to be lively."

She moved her chopsticks, took a few dishes into her mouth, and chewed slowly. It was a table full of color and flavor, but her mouth was full of bitterness. Finally, she couldn't help but said: "Qingshi, Mom feels that these years I'm so sorry."

She and her husband had always hoped that Sang Qing could find a girl to be with him, but he didn't want to. He said that he would only choose the same sex, but they didn't accept this fact.

In order not to violate himself and not hurt their feelings, Sang Qingshi did not look for men or women, and gave all his time and energy to Sang as a sacrifice. He was proving himself and doing his best. compensate.

Zhong Minzhi saw his son become a working machine, saw his emotional life was blank, and saw him still alone in his [-]s, and suddenly he didn't understand himself.

She made him like this, but she blamed him for being like this.

Sang Qing paused, looked directly at Zhong Minzhi, and said calmly: "Mom, you didn't do anything to me, hurry up and eat, the food is cold."

Zhong Minzhi's unspoken confession was interrupted by the notification tone of Sang Qingshi's cell phone.

Someone's own beep.When Sang Qing put down his chopsticks, the corners of his mouth naturally curled up.

Tang Yuan sent a casual selfie with a big head, and half of the back is his piano.A text followed: Mr. Sang, I'm coming back to get things.It was you who said that Auntie would not come over, so I dared to come back!

Immediately afterwards, an emoji package of "tangyuan witty" was sent.

Sang Qing pursed her lips and replied: You can come back even if my mother is here, aren't you my little housekeeper?

Tang Yuan quickly sent it: I feel so ashamed when I think of this... Why can't I say that I am your internal affairs supervisor, at least it sounds more advanced.

Matching expression: "Tangyuan wronged".

Sang Qingshi also wanted to find a few emoticons to send to him, but he found nothing when he opened the emoticon bar. First, no one sent him, and second, he didn’t save them, so he had to click the "hug" that comes with the system. .

Zhong Minzhi saw her son's expression in her eyes. She had never seen such a smile before as a mother, so she deliberately interrupted and said: "Go back to your own home after dinner, don't accompany me, I want tonight Video chat with your dad."

Sang Qing has been living with Zhong Minzhi in the old house, unfortunately during the day the company has too many things to do, and he can't leave, and he hasn't seen Tang Yuan for four days.Calling and sending text messages are like nowhere, but I still hold him firmly. I was planning to go to his house to look for him tonight, but he happened to go back.

Glancing at the dishes on the table, I felt that some dishes were well done, so I typed and said: I will go home tonight, please wait for me obediently, there is supper.

Sang Qingshi simply wanted to feed Tang Yuan with food, but Tang Yuan's thinking couldn't be more crooked, maybe because Sang Qingshi helped him once in the evening, and then did it again in the middle of the night, so he said this in a yellow accent. It is called "eat supper".

Anyway, as long as Sang Qing wants to tease him, "reciting vocabulary" and "eating late-night snacks", there is always a reason.

Tang Yuan didn't understand, so he asked, and he was a little excited: Do you have double quotation marks when you say eating late at night?

Sang Qingshi just rang the service bell to order food, when she looked down and saw the message, she almost spit out a sip of tea.