i just want to bribe you

I haven't been back for three years, no matter what I say, Su Miao is still nervous.

In the past three years, Ji Qing called him many times, asking him to go home during the holidays, but Su Miao always found a reason to shirk it.

Ji Qing said that he wanted to visit him abroad, but he also refused.

Because of this, Ji Qing had a lot of trouble with him.

He told Ji Qing that he had a good life abroad, but he didn't tell her that he gave birth to a son.

The car stopped at the entrance of the old house. Su Miao stood outside the villa and took a deep breath before walking in with her things.

The scenery in the garden of the villa is still the same as three years ago. The vegetables that the old man likes are planted in the garden, and the furnishings are almost exactly the same, as if nothing has changed.

Su Miao stayed in the garden for a while with nostalgia, sat on the bench for a few minutes, and then walked into the house.

He pushed open the door of the living room, and before he had time to go in, he heard the voice of his mother shouting inside the house.

"Old Luo, come and help me serve the food."

Then came Luo Dongming's response and the sound of folding newspapers.

Su Miao stood at the door in a daze for a few seconds, walked in, and happened to meet Luo Dongming who was going to the kitchen in the middle of the living room.

Luo Dongming froze when he saw him.

Su Miao called "Uncle Luo" with a smile, and the other party came to his senses, and walked a few steps closer to Su Miao, a little bewildered and a little surprised.

"Miaomiao, you... you're back."

"Well, I'm back." Su Miao smiled and nodded in response.

Luo Dongming still couldn't react, so he went to pick up the things in his hand after a few seconds.

"Old Luo...Lao Luo...what are you doing?" Ji Qing waited for a long time but failed to find Luo Dongming. After yelling twice, she went out with a spatula and looked at Su Miao who turned her head.

Not seeing her only son for three years, her reaction was even greater than Luo Dongming's.

Su Miao's eyes were wet in an instant, and she called "Mom" in a hoarse voice.

Ji Qing didn't speak, just walked towards him in a daze, stood still in front of her son who was a head taller than herself, tears came down first.

"Stinky boy, you still know how to come back!" Ji Qing's choked up voice was full of complaints, but she looked at him tenderly and longingly.

Su Miao reached out and hugged her, "Mom, I'm back."

"If you are capable, don't come back for the rest of your life!" Ji Qing patted him on the back angrily.

"That won't work," Su Miao said coquettishly, "I've missed you for the past three years."

Ji Qing scolded him as a "bastard".

Luo Dongming put the things brought by Su Miao aside and did not bother the mother and son.

Ji Qing was still frying vegetables in the pot, so she pushed Su Miao in disgust, "Go, walk, I still have to cook, don't hinder me."

"I'll help you." Su Miao smiled with her eyes bent, took off her coat and followed Ji Qing into the kitchen.

In Ji Qing's eyes, Su Miao's son is excellent in studies, but he doesn't know anything about housework.

At this moment, he watched his son, who obviously knew nothing about cooking, put on his apron neatly, skillfully chop up the onions, ginger and garlic on the counter and throw them into the pot. The skillful movements seemed to have been practiced thousands of times.

Looking at Su Miao's back, Ji Qing was dazed for a moment.

At this moment, she realized that her son's previous youthfulness was gone, and he became much more stable and reliable.

Whether it's appearance or words and deeds, it's the same.

Thinking of the three years of separation between the two, she felt sore again.

She didn't understand why her son didn't come back after studying abroad for three years, and she wasn't allowed to visit him by herself.Su Miao's mother knows all too well that a family-loving person can't go home for three years. Ji Qing can't figure out why.

"Mom, do you need to fry anything else?" Su Miao put the dishes on the plate, and when she turned to look at Ji Qing, she found that his mother was about to cry again.

"Ms. Ji, don't be sentimental, okay?" Su Miao turned off the fire, turned around and went to comfort her again, "I won't leave when I come back this time, and I will always be with you."

"Really?" Ji Qing looked a little better, then changed her eyes, stared at him and asked, "Student Su Miao, tell me honestly, did you secretly change your major?"

Su Miao: "???"

"Mom, what are you talking about? I don't have one." He looked dazed, not understanding what his mother meant by that.

Ji Qing asked solemnly: "You really didn't go to that New Oriental School chef?"

Su Miao almost choked on his own saliva, he coughed twice, and smiled helplessly, "I have gone abroad, and there is no New Oriental there."

"Then where did you learn your cooking skills?" Ji Qing looked at him suspiciously, and said like a memory: "In the past, you couldn't even cook instant noodles, you were like a kitchen killer, but you had a particularly picky mouth. At that time, I thought that when you look for a wife in the future, you must find someone who is a good cook, who can take care of you and cook delicious food for you."

Su Miao's heart softened, and she dared not tell Ji Qing that he already had an old man who was a good cook.

"When I first went abroad, I was not used to the food there, so I made some simple ones by myself. Later..."

The son was born, in order to take better care of his little dumpling, he did put in a lot of effort in cooking.

Su Miao sighed after explaining: "Mom, don't worry, your son and I are still studying medicine and have been working abroad for a while."

Ji Qing frowned and said, "Then why don't you come back?"

"Well, I really don't want to leave. I quit my job." Su Miao smiled, "Actually, I have been back to China for several days, and I have found a job here, and now I am working in the city hospital."

Hearing that this brat has been back for several days, but only now came to see her, Ji Qing was so angry that she wanted to pinch his ears.

Ji Qing untied her apron angrily, "Just make another soup." After speaking, she went out with the dishes, seeming a little out of sight.

Su Miao didn't ask what kind of soup she wanted, she found the ingredients and made one by herself.

When it was time to eat, the old man came back from a walk. When he saw Su Miao, he was different from the bewildered and surprised Luo Dongming and Ji Qing. He scolded Su Miao first with a straight face.

Su Miao knew that she left so suddenly that she hadn't even been home once in the past three years, which was a bit chilling for her family.

This scolded him willingly.

He remembered that when he left, the old man was still in the hospital, and his health was very bad. Now seeing the old man's full of energy, he really felt good.

The old man scolded people, but he felt embarrassed later, and looked at Su Miao frequently while eating.

Su Miao took the initiative to be good and brought him some food.

"Miaomiao, in fact, if I knew about it three years ago, I would not have let you go abroad." The old man looked at Su Miao and sighed, "You are different from the third child and Zichen. You are soft-tempered. You may have to suffer when you go outside, and you will definitely not tell us if you are wronged. Hey, let’s take a step back, even if you had to go abroad at that time, you had to ask the boss or the third to help you arrange it. Son, left without saying a word, and didn't come back to see your mother for three years, look at me, an old man, you say you..."

This is not a reprimand, but the care of his family.

Su Miao felt warm in her heart.

Seeing that the old man was going to talk non-stop again, Luo Dongming changed the subject and asked about Su Miao's overseas affairs.

Su Miao avoided the important ones, and mostly talked about study and work.

As for his son, he was still a little hesitant, not knowing whether to tell them or not.