Sun Yi’s mother’s name is Zhang Qin, a name that is inherently artistic.

Zhang Qin was originally resting today. She was thinking about her son’s senior year in high school, which has a heavy workload, so he takes one Sunday off every week, and wanted to make something delicious to supplement his son’s nutrition.

My son has been a little unusual these past two days. His mood has changed a lot. He is no longer joking and heartless, and is hiding from himself. I feel like I have something hidden in my heart. I just want to take advantage of today's rest to have a good chat with my son.<

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Zhang Qin had a good idea, but yesterday there was a sudden call from the troupe, saying that the troupe leader had temporarily decided to come on Monday to check on the preparations for this year's Spring Festival performance, so the dance team decided to work overtime on Sunday and have a rehearsal.

After checking and filling in the gaps, she, the vice-captain, should also participate.

It just so happens that it snowed all night in Beijing last night and it just stopped this morning. Comrade Sun's work nature is like this. In special weather, the highway-related units must work overtime. Especially Comrade Sun is responsible for logistics and various snow removal vehicles.

Arranging and preparing equipment will also be a busy day.

After working separately for a long day, it was already dark, so the couple went home together. Zhang Qin went upstairs in a hurry to cook for his son.

As soon as I entered the house, before I changed my shoes, I opened my mouth and asked: "Son, Mom is back. What do you want to eat today? Mom will cook it for you."

Although Sun Yi was ready to face his parents in this life, he still felt nervous when he looked at his mother, who was in a hurry to get home and cook for him and whose breathing was not yet regulated.

Thinking of all the things in his previous life, when he reached middle age, his parents' hair turned gray, his career failed to improve, and his family fell apart. His parents had not enjoyed a single day of happiness in more than thirty years. Sun Yi, who always wore an optimistic mask, could no longer pretend.

, the eye circles turned red instantly.

"What's wrong, son? Mom is back. What's going on? What happened?" Zhang Qin looked at Sun Yi in front of her and realized that her son was not in the right mood. She quickly stepped forward, holding Sun Yi with one hand and stroking him with the other.

He touched his son's cheek and asked anxiously.

Sun Yi could barely control himself. But when his mother's hand touched his cheek and her fingers touched the red corners of his eyes, the blood was connected at that moment, the mother and son were connected at that moment. Sun Yi struggled to control his emotions.

I lost control in an instant, tears burst out of my eyes, and I couldn't stop them.

In his previous life, at the age of 36, he could only bear the worries of work, the pressure of life, and the depression in marriage. He also wanted to hide in his mother's arms and cry. However, he is an adult and no longer a child.

No, he can't.

Since his rebirth, Sun Yi's young body and old-fashioned thoughts have been constantly colliding and merging.

At this moment, facing his mother, Sun Yi no longer restrained himself with an adult mentality. He regarded himself as a child. He still had the right to cry.

"Ah, Mom, it's okay. I'm happy to see you come home. I miss you a little." Sun Yi tried his best to maintain the smile on his face and said to his mother.

"Why are you still crying? I didn't do well in the exam. Oh, let's try harder next time, but we're still in love. That girl is so ignorant that she doesn't like my son?" Zhang Qin felt very distressed and hurriedly helped.

Wiping his son's tears.

Sun Yi smiled widely and gently held his mother's hand.

"Mom, it's okay. It's just that my mood suddenly fluctuated a bit. It reminds me of my childhood. Hey, where is my dad?" Sun Yi's eyes turned red when he saw Zhang Qin, and he quickly changed the subject. He didn't want his mother to worry.

Sun Xudong had been working overtime all day. After picking up his wife from get off work in the evening, as soon as he arrived at the door of the building, his wife hurried home in a hurry and went upstairs to see her son.

My wife is good in every aspect, but she is a bit overly doting on her son. However, my son is not crooked either. Apart from the occasional rebelliousness, he has upright views, so I just let it go.

I opened the door and looked up to see a mother and son with red eyes. I was stunned.

"You two, what nonsense are you talking about?" Comrade Lao Sun asked curiously.

Zhang Qin rolled her eyes at him and said unfazed: "If you don't know how to speak, don't speak. Hurry up and close the door. After a while, all the heat will disappear. Hurry up and wash the vegetables. I'll change clothes and cook for my son."

Looking at his helpless father who was being scolded in front of him, Sun Yi smiled and felt sweet in his heart. His parents have not changed, it is just this taste, the taste of home.

At the dinner table, Zhang Qin looked at her son who was eating a big meal, his face full of kindness.

I didn't even notice just now that my son has had his hair cut. Not to mention, he looks much more energetic and handsome than his long hair before. He is indeed my son. It's just a little short. Isn't it cold in this winter?

.Don’t catch another cold.

"Son, what happened to you recently? Tell mom about it." Zhang Qin remembered the scene when she just came home and entered the door again, and couldn't help but open the door and asked.

"Well, it's okay, Mom, that's it. Yes, it's about school. Are you in your third year of high school? The college entrance examination is about to take place. I'm a bit stressed and my mood is not very stable. Well, I'm much better now. It's okay. Don't worry."

Sun Yi can only use the college entrance examination as an excuse. You can't tell your mother that your son has more than ten years of memories and has jumped to middle age. In that case, my mother will probably be even more worried.

"Hey, son, it's okay, it's okay. Don't be stressed. Your parents won't put pressure on you, so don't be burdened. Just have a proper balance between work and rest, and just do your best."

Zhang Qin looked at Comrade Sun, who had been eating without speaking, and glared directly at him.

"Ah, yes, your mother is right, don't worry about us two, just try your best. What we want is the process of hard work. As for the results, we have a clear conscience. No matter what our ability is, this attitude is the most important.

"Really?" Comrade Lao Sun said while responding to Zhang Qin's eyes.

Sun Yi saw his parents' little actions and felt a lot warmer.

The love of parents is really an instinct. They give without regrets, just like spring rain, constantly nourishing your wounded heart. When the whole world betrays you, the only thing you can see is your parents standing beside you.

The back view in front.

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I'm fine. I can adjust. Don't worry about me. I'm an adult now. It'll be fine."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, Mom, you've grown up." Zhang Qin didn't ask any more questions, and put a big chopstick dish into Sun Yi's bowl.

A family of three had a pleasant dinner together.

In the evening, Zhang Qin and his wife finished washing and lay on the bed talking.

"Old Sun, do you think something has happened to Xiao Yi? This child has changed a lot in the past two days. He even washes the dishes by himself. Is it because he has to take the college entrance examination? Is it because his son fell in love at school?"

"Well, it has indeed changed a lot. He smoked a cigarette from me today." Sun Xudong replied to his wife.

"What's wrong with my son smoking your cigarette? Your cigarettes are so rare." Zhang Qin looked at her husband fiercely.

Comrade Sun looked at Zhang Qin with wide eyes, a look of disbelief on his face.

The style of this painting suddenly changed, and Comrade Zhang Qin's brain circuit was very strange.

"Oh, no, you, I don't mean my son. He smoked my cigarettes. Alas, it was indeed him who smoked my cigarettes. Oh, the point of this question I am talking about is not that he smoked my cigarettes, but my son.

Smoking."

After hearing what Comrade Lao Sun said, Zhang Qin became even more excited.

"Oh, what happened to my son? You said that as a father, you don't even care about your son. Why, my son is my only one. Does his surname follow yours? Sun, don't you think so?

Don't worry, you are just going to be a father?" Zhang Qin asked her husband like a barrage of questions.

"Here, why does this have to do with me again? Just blame me, blame me. Wait until tomorrow and find a chance for me to have a good chat with him. Oh, don't worry. His son is so old, he may be here soon.

It’s time to take the college entrance examination, and I’m under a lot of pressure and have nowhere to relieve myself.”

Sun Xudong comforted his wife, turned off the bedside lamp and said.

"Okay, okay. I have to go to work tomorrow, so go to sleep."

At the same time...

A gentle snore came from the bedroom next door. Sun Yi slept very soundly tonight. He found that his parents had not changed in this life and still cared about him.

It has been two days since he was reborn, and Sun Yi finally found home in his heart. Home is where his parents are.
Chapter completed!