"Yes, it's all arranged. Their room is right next to yours. You can go over and have a look at any time!" Zhuo's mother nodded and smiled.
"You should also go and have a rest. We can just clean up here. Isn't there still Sister He?" As Zhuo Yifan was talking, Sister He had already walked in from outside, holding a quilt in her arms.
"Xiao He, leave it to me!" Zhuo's mother took the quilt from He Yun's hand, then smiled at Zhuo Yifan and said: "Mom hasn't taken care of you in the past twenty years. Today, I give it to my mother for once.
A chance to make amends. Let mom make your bed herself!"
"Madam, let me do it!" Seeing this, Sister He said with some hesitation.
"Go out of your mind! Go to bed early tonight. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and we have to prepare a lot of things!" Zhuo's mother ordered He Yun, her tone unquestionable.
He Yun had no choice but to nod, turned and left Zhuo Yifan's room.
"Mom, we can do it ourselves!" Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt his nose was a little sore. It was the first time he felt maternal love so strong that all the resentment he had felt in the past twenty years suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Silly boy, let mom fulfill this wish. Otherwise mom won't be able to sleep tonight!" Zhuo's mother said with a smile, but her eyes were full of tears.
"Okay!" Zhuo Yifan nodded and agreed.
Seeing his mother carefully making his bed, Zhuo Yifan felt a warm feeling in his heart, not to mention how caring he was! But it was just laying the bed, and it wasn't actually that complicated. In a short while, everything was done.
"I'll go next door to see Qing Yan first. She'll definitely be bored by herself, so I'll go and keep her company!" Song Zixin knew that it was time to set aside time for the mother and son to have a good talk about the past twenty years.
Feeling of longing, I made an excuse at the moment and ran out before Zhuo Yifan and Zhuo's mother could speak.
"This child is really sensible!" Zhuo's mother showed a knowing smile on her face.
"Zi Xin is really a good girl!" Zhuo Yifan said with deep sympathy. Although this girl usually makes trouble for him, at critical moments, she is always the most considerate one.
"Come sit down and talk to mom. Mom wants to know how you got here these twenty years!" Zhuo's mother sat on the edge of the bed, patted the place next to her, and ordered Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan smiled and nodded, and sat down next to Zhuo's mother. Zhuo's mother first told what happened when Zhuo Yifan first spoke out, and also made Zhuo Yifan understand why he was sent out by his parents.
With a deeper understanding, I can also feel their helplessness in my heart. After all, they have no choice.
Later, under Zhuo's mother's concerned gaze, Zhuo Yifan also recounted to Zhuo's mother every bit of what he had remembered in Huajianmen. When talking about happy things, both mother and son would laugh loudly.
. Laughing and laughing, tears would flow from both of their eyes. When talking about sad things, the mother and son would be silent for a short time, or even choke...
In this way, two hours later, the mother and son ended the conversation that had been delayed for twenty years. When Zhuo Yifan sent his mother out of the room, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
"Mom is very happy today. I'm glad you have grown up. Go to bed early tonight. If you can't sleep, you can ask your brother-in-law to take you out for a walk. Dongdu is the place where you were born and has a special meaning to you!
"Zhuo's mother stood at the door of the room and signaled to Zhuo Yifan not to send him any more, and that she could go back to the room by herself.
"I understand, Mom. You should also go to bed early!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile and nod.