Su Lin thought about the meal tonight and asked apologetically: "What should I do with the meal tonight?"
"Don't worry about this, I've thought about it all, just leave it to me to handle it."
Han Haibin thought that when he came back in the afternoon, he would prepare a few cold dishes in advance. When the party was over and everyone came over, he would just have a few drinks with them.
"Can you still cook?"
Su Lin was surprised, but thinking about how they struggled through wind and rain, they should be able to do anything.
"I know a little bit."
Han Haibin nodded, because he had to arrange a performance in the afternoon and was quite busy at this time, so he asked Su Lin to take a rest and went to work first.
Yang County.
Yang Lina wanted to help make dumplings, but Xue Yurou wouldn't let her move.
She was sitting in a wheelchair, still lying in front of the window, staring blankly at the people downstairs who were pasting couplets and blessing characters on their doors.
Yang Lina couldn't hide the depression in her heart, her heart was like a shrinking sponge. She felt as uncomfortable as she felt. The feeling of depression made it hard for her to breathe.
On Su Han's side, a large family gathered around quietly making dumplings.
Everyone knows that this year's New Year has a rather heavy atmosphere.
Mr. Su looked at this scene and winked at Su Zhanpeng.
Yang Lina sits in front of the window like this every day, not knowing what to look at. It makes people feel really sad to see her like this.
Su Zhanpeng didn't know how to persuade him, and he also looked worried.
Xue Yurou sighed slightly and could only shake her head.
"Mom, I want to go back to the courtyard.
What if Jingming comes back?"
Yang Lina suddenly broke the silence. She promised Li Jingming that he would go outside and she would take good care of the family. Li Jingming didn't know where he was now. If he came back suddenly, the door of his home during the Chinese New Year would be locked with a cold hand.
Locked, Li Jingming must be so anxious.
Xue Yurou's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Su Han and said quickly: "Lina, you are not in good health. If Jing Ming comes back and sees that the door is locked, he will definitely come here as soon as possible.
The doctor told you not to move your stomach. Mom knows your heart is at home, but no matter what, you have to endure it.
Your brother’s house is warmer than yours, and no one has lived in your yard for a while, so it’s too late to clean it now.”
Xue Yurou was patient, but Yang Lina suddenly withdrew her gaze, fell on her belly, raised her hand and touched her belly gently.
The corners of her mouth turned up gently, with a look of anticipation on her face.
Yes, the doctor told her not to move around.
She sighed heavily again, feeling extremely confused.
Suddenly, the sound of Huahua and Jingyuan laughing came from the room, and Yang Lina's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and then a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.
While stroking her belly, she quietly watched the two children playing.
The little girl Su Yongchang and Jian Mei adopted this time is called Jing Yuan. Their meaning couldn't be simpler. They probably hope to get back together again.
The more lively the days are, when the person you love is not around, the bone-gnawing longing seems to be intentional, clinging to you and refusing to let go.
After the dumplings were wrapped, Chen Yue and Xue Yurou simply made some meat for their children. After all, like Yang Lina, they were not in the mood to really laugh and celebrate the New Year happily.
For them, this holiday is extremely depressing.
Surrounded by Huahua and Jingyuan, Su Han casually posted a red couplet on the door.
The sky outside the window darkened, and the sound of firecrackers rang out one after another downstairs.
The more lively other people's homes are, the sadder Su Han feels his own home is.
The dumplings were put on the table. Before anyone could use their chopsticks, there were five consecutive knocks at the door.
At this moment, Yang Lina's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and she looked towards the door expectantly.
Su Han glanced at everyone with an incredible expression, quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand and ran to open the door.
Su Han opened the door and saw that there was no one in the corridor. He stretched out his feet in disappointment and noticed a manila envelope placed under his feet.
Su Han picked up the envelope and glanced at it suspiciously. It read Yang Lina personally signed it.
Su Han didn't think much, so he hurriedly took the envelope in and handed it to Yang Lina.
Before Yang Lina could wait for the person she missed, the curve of her mouth gradually disappeared.
The moment Su Han handed the envelope to her hand, she seemed to see hope again. When she carefully tore open the envelope, her hands kept shaking.
Inside the envelope are several photos.
Yang Lina took it out and looked at it. She was shocked and raised her hand to cover her mouth in disbelief.
In that photo, it's Li Jingming.
Li Jingming was lying in the cold snow, with blood on the corners of his mouth and face.
When Yang Lina saw the second picture, her breath was stuck in her throat, and it took her a long time to recover.
That was when Li Jingming was put into the car, and then another car knocked his car off the cliff.
The photo in Yang Lina's hand slipped. She looked dazed and stared ahead without any reaction.
Su Han picked up the photo on the ground and looked at the picture. He raised his hand to support his chin with a seemingly calm face, and the next second he smashed the photo out in anger.
"Damn it, this grandson is really everywhere."
Su Han was so angry that he almost exploded.
Yang Lina didn't make any noise or cry. She slid her wheelchair directly into her room.
Everyone was worried. Yang Lina's face was pale at this moment. She walked to the door and her hands had no strength.
"Dad, mom, brother, sister-in-law, don't worry, I will be fine. I have no appetite, so you can eat first.
Even if he keeps sending me photos, I still won't believe that Li Jingming died like this."
After Yang Lina finished speaking, she went into the house and closed the door.
She is very tired.
exhausted.
The quilt on the bed was very warm, but when she got into the quilt, she felt as cold as water splashing all over her body.
She wrapped herself tightly, leaving only her head exposed.
No matter how much pain and blow struck her heart, she always firmly believed that Li Jingming would come back.
But why does my heart hurt so much?
She was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on.
Li Jingming, when will you come back?
I miss you.
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Outside the bedroom, everyone lost their appetite. Su Han angrily went to the study to call Anping.
Chen Yue can only comfort and enlighten Xue Yurou to eat a little bit. Everyone must conserve their physical strength and fight the evil forces to the end.
Su Han was in a state of confusion. He didn't expect that a little Yang Liye could actually harm his own people right under his nose and turn his hands into clouds and rain. To him, Su Han, this was simply unbelievable.
It's a huge shame.
Su Han smoked cigarettes one after another in his hand, staring closely at the wall clock above his head with his deep eyes.
Yang Liye, you wait for me, how do you think I will deal with you?