Zhong Jiuyin thought that Yan Cheng was displeased about the interruption of the date.
So he also picked up a bamboo shoot for him as a comfort: "You go abroad to film the day after tomorrow, and you should pay more attention to controlling your diet. Do you need me to give it to you?"
By the way, I will make up for all the things I didn’t see today.
Yan Cheng looked at the bamboo shoots and ate them calmly. He bit off the bamboo shoots with a click and said, "No need."
Ms. Zhong Yan seemed to be on a New Year's Eve reunion night. Her daughter, who had a promising left hand, was an excellent son-in-law on her right hand, and a smile without regrets on her face in this life.
An elder was stuck in the middle and obviously could not continue the date. After lunch, Yan Cheng offered to say goodbye.
Zhong Yan also politely sent him to the door and thanked him for taking care of his daughter again.
Yan Cheng looked back at Zhong Jiuyin behind the door. She was distracted and didn't know what she was thinking. She came back to her senses when she saw him, silently pouting and kissing, and blinking.
...It looks like a pervert who harasses innocent passers-by.
He left without any nostalgia.
The door closed again, Zhong Yan stopped talking, and the house suddenly fell into a silence.
Zhong Jiuyin looked at her.
Familiar and strange relatives meet, but don’t know what to say. The middleman leaves and returns to something that he doesn’t want to talk about anymore. No matter how he speaks, he is afraid of stepping on the other party’s discomfort zone.
Zhong Yan ignored her daughter's strangeness, moved her mouth, walked back to the sofa and sat down, looked around, and asked the draft without saying anything, the first sentence became:
"I didn't tell me if I changed my place and lived there. This place is so good. The company values you very much?"
Zhong Jiuyin said "Yes".
She is not the original owner, and she should speak as much as she wants. Seeing that Zhong Yan wants to speak, she probably wants to ask about suicide or a car accident, so she interrupts it first.
"Mom, I'm pretty good now. You've also seen it, a bright home, a nice boyfriend, a job opportunity waiting in line, and you're making more and more money, so you don't have to worry."
Zhong Yan: "What about before?"
"I was suppressed by a colleague, I had no job or money to make money, and I was a little embarrassed for a while when I was emotionally awkward, but your daughter was very powerful and I took it by myself. I was just a little unlucky. I encountered a car accident when I went out for an audition."
She used "your daughter" to replace herself, as if she was telling someone else's story. Zhong Yan felt that her emotions were still wrong, and she had to preach a few words. Seeing her expression, she swallowed it back, but the tears were not that good.
Controlled.
"Why don't you want to tell me?"
"I can't say it," Zhong Jiuyin took two tissues and handed them over, holding her hands to scratch her eyebrows, "I don't want you to worry."
"I'm not worried if you don't say it?"
"At least I'm not that worried."
She answered every sentence very naturally, naturally overthinking her head, like a bystander watching from the wall.
Zhong Yan looked at her with tears in her eyes, and she was stunned to see her difference.
Zhong Jiuyin let her observe, took a horse's hoof and ate it, and then said, "Don't the child report good news or bad news? Don't the child treat his parents like this?"
"You... are you blaming me? I blame you for comparing you with that family, which puts too much pressure on you?"
"I don't." The original owner has.
She continued: "I don't really want to talk about what happened before. It's over. When talking about it, it can only make me repeat that kind of discomfort. Can we not talk about it?"
Zhong Yan replied blankly: "Okay."
"Then you might as well go to sleep? You're too tired when you go day and night."
Zhong Yan still agreed, and then was coaxed to sleep in the bedroom. Zhong had a lot of questions and didn't ask a single question.
Zhong Jiuyin didn't stop in the bedroom, walked out of the living room, and breathed secretly.
Then I went to the study and sat for a while.
This situation is very difficult now. My mother is not as easy to fool as her friends.
When she came through, her mind was blank. The original owner left no memories for her, which made her now only use one or two complaints in her diary to speculate on the daily life of the mother and daughter.
But she is a special outsider and does not know the whole picture of the matter. It is also very one-sided to determine Ms. Zhong Yan’s fault just by relying on those two complaints.
After all, they are mothers and daughters who have been dependent on each other for more than 20 years. The relationship between blood and water is definitely deeper than short-term annoyance.
It's really a big problem for her, and her head hurts.
Thinking of what Yan Cheng said, "Take more medicine if you have nothing to do", Zhong Jiuyin walked to the living room and picked two tablets of medicine.
Unexpectedly, Ms. Zhong Yan was seen by her who came out to use the bathroom.
"What are you eating?"
Zhong Jiuyin looked at the name of the eye drops and read it carefully to her. By the way, she explained: "It's a brain treatment. I still have some blood in my mind after the car accident."
If Yan Cheng was here, he would definitely show a speechless expression, she thought.
But Zhong Yan cried again, rushed over and hugged her, patted her on the shoulder and scolded her for being stubborn, and asked why she didn't call her at the beginning, at least someone could take care of her during the car accident and recuperation.
When she rushed over, Zhong Jiuyin subconsciously raised her hand to avoid touching.
But the mother's crying and scolding also brought natural safety information. She had no intention of resisting at all. She even smelled the familiar smell on the other person. Looking at the white silk in the other person's hair, her throat was also a little mute.
After hesitating for a moment, she tried to put her hands together, hugged Zhong Yan back and comforted her clumsyly.
After crying for a while, Zhong Yan was really tired and fell asleep in the bedroom.
Zhong Jiuyin returned to the study, patted her clothes wet with tears on her shoulder, and took out her diary.
The first half of the pages still read the original owner's pain. I don't know what kind of pen and ink I used, and no word faded.
She turned to the back and sighed and wrote: [Your mother is here]
[She looks so sad, otherwise don't blame her]
[Forget it, anyway, you can't see it when you return to the west]
【I will provide her with good care, don't worry】
Writing these words into the diary was like talking to the original owner, although she knew they were all unilateral complaints.
After writing, she covered her diary and put her legs on the desk unrestrainedly, crossed her legs, and frowned her eyebrows and looked out the window.
At the same time, Yan Cheng had already returned home.
He called Sister Xu and advanced what he had planned to do in the evening and tomorrow until now.
When Sister Xu saw that the time was not right, she asked him: "Why, your date has not been successful? Are you quarreling?"
Yan Cheng: "Why do you think we are quarreling?"
Sister Xu: "No one disturbs you again, so the problem must be with you. So have you quarreled?"
Yan Cheng: "No. Her family is here."
Sister Xu: "Oh--I was interrupted by my elders."
Her teasing intention was obviously almost turning into laughter, and Yan Cheng had no choice but to change the topic: "Didn't you go to Marriott to get the costumes? Get it?"
"Get it," Sister Xu's voice lowered, "and she also saw some secret. Liang Zhi and Miss Wan who invested in your program went to the top of Marriott with her."
Yan Cheng paused: "What is Liang Zhi's state?"
Sister Xu: "It seems that he is voluntary, he is not drunk or forced to do so. His expression is normal. He is still lowering his head and talking to Wan Qian. If it is not for the fact that the identity difference is so big that people think too much, I think it is a normal pair.
Couple.”
"It's not impossible." Yan Cheng said lightly, suddenly remembering the intercept of Feng Qing's resource.