At ten o'clock, Yang Yujuan's cell phone alarm rang.
Yang Yujuan suddenly woke up, got up immediately, and pressed her temples hard.
According to her habit of working the night shift, she needed a good rest at this time. But thinking that Mo Yu would come back for lunch at noon, she got up and started working again.
When she came to the living room, Yang Yujuan saw Liang Ping watching TV, but the sound of the TV was very low and different from before.
In the past, even if Yang Yujuan was sleeping in the room while working the night shift, Liang Ping would not care. She would turn on the TV so loud that Yang Yujuan would close the door to sleep.
But just now Yang Yujuan had adjusted the sound of the TV for Liang Ping, but she still turned down the sound.
Even if Yang Yujuan was standing in the living room listening to the TV, the sound was very low, almost inaudible.
Yang Yujuan frowned slightly and asked Liang Ping: "Can you hear the sound?"
"I'll just look at the pictures." Liang Ping said softly.
Seeing that Yang Yujuan couldn't wait to rest, she knew that the other party worked the night shift last night, so she turned down the volume so as not to disturb Yang Yujuan.
Now that she is like this, she cannot offend Yang Yujuan.
She didn't care, she would stay in the room until she came out. But if there was no one to cook for Mo Yu and Mo Zhicheng, and they would have nothing to eat when they came back, and they would still have to work hard to cook, it might not be until noon.
After finishing their meal after a long time, neither Mo Zhicheng nor Mo Yu could rest.
Therefore, Liang Ping was careful not to disturb Yang Yujuan, lest the other party would be angry.
"I have already adjusted the sound just now, so it won't disturb me." After saying that, Yang Yujuan took the remote control, turned up the TV volume, and then went to the kitchen.
First, she washed the rice and put it in water to cook. It would be ready in about forty minutes. By that time, she was almost ready to cook.
Around half past eleven, Mo Zhicheng, Mo Yu and the others will be back and they will be able to eat.
Yang Yujuan moved very quickly. At eleven o'clock, she had the meal ready.
Walking to the living room, Yang Yujuan asked Liang Ping: "Have you eaten now?"
"I'll wait for Zhicheng to come back before eating," Liang Ping said hurriedly.
In fact, she wanted to eat a little bit, but her hands and feet were inconvenient and she had to be waited on to eat, so she didn't dare to say that she was going to eat now, lest Yang Yujuan would have to wait on her.
Liang Ping was afraid that Yang Yujuan would get tired of serving her, and if she didn't come to Mo's house to help, she would be in trouble.
"I'll take a rest first." Yang Yujuan said as she walked towards the room.
She felt that she was still sleepy, and since the meal was ready, she could just go back to sleep.
When Yang Yujuan lay down on the bed, she found that she could no longer hear the TV sound. She didn't know if Liang Ping had turned down the sound.
But she couldn't care less, she just wanted to rest.
Mo Zhicheng entered the house and smelled the aroma from the kitchen, knowing that Yang Yujuan had come back to prepare meals.
He saw his mother sitting on the sofa and said, "Mom..."
Before Mo Zhicheng said the second word, Liang Ping immediately stared at him and whispered: "Shh, please keep your voice down. Yujuan is sleeping in the room, don't wake her up."
Mo Zhicheng walked quietly to Liang Ping and asked in a low voice: "Mom, do you want to eat now?"
"Let's eat together when Mo Yu comes back," Liang Ping said.
Mo Zhicheng realized that this was the case and had to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Yang Yujuan was sleeping lightly and woke up when she heard a noise.
"If you're not hungry, go back to sleep and I'll close the door." Seeing Yang Yujuan wake up, Mo Zhicheng walked over and wanted to close the door.
Yang Yujuan opened her eyes and saw Mo Zhicheng, her face changed slightly.
At this time, Mo Zhicheng was much thinner than before, his beard had not been shaved, and there was no flesh on his cheeks, which made them look a bit prominent.
"You...you..." If Mo Zhicheng hadn't spoken just now, Yang Yujuan would have almost not recognized the man who had lived with her for more than ten years.
Looking at Mo Zhicheng like this, he may have lost ten pounds.
He lost ten pounds in ten days, which shows how much hardship Mo Zhicheng suffered during this period.
"It's my fault for waking you up." Mo Zhicheng hurriedly apologized to Yang Yujuan.
In the past, Yang Yujuan used to prepare lunch and then continue to sleep, usually sleeping until the afternoon before getting up to eat.
When Yang Yujuan was about to say "It's okay", Mo Zhicheng had already closed the door.
At this time, Yang Yujuan found that she was hungry.
In fact, according to her previous habit, she would eat breakfast before going to bed, so she would not feel hungry.
But when she got home early this morning, she was busy working, then rested, cooked meals, went to bed again, and forgot to eat something.
Yang Yujuan simply got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
Mo Zhicheng asked his mother to walk to the restaurant with a walker, sit down, and help her get a bowl of soup.
"I'm hungry." Liang Ping said while drinking soup.
Yang Yujuan over there seemed to understand a little bit when she heard Liang Ping's words.
It wasn't that Liang Ping wasn't hungry just now, it seemed she didn't want to trouble her.
When Yang Yujuan saw the old Liang Ping and Mo Zhicheng, who seemed ten years older, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Mo Yu came back. When she saw Yang Yujuan, she ran over happily: "Mom, have you eaten?"
"Not yet. Wash your hands quickly. Mom made your favorite chicken soup with medicinal herbs today." Yang Yujuan looked at Mo Yu lovingly.
"Okay, thank you, Mom." Mo Yu put her schoolbag back in the room, went to the kitchen, washed her hands, and filled a bowl of chicken soup for Yang Yujuan, then a bowl of soup for Mo Zhicheng, and finally served herself some soup.
Because Liang Ping's right hand is still a bit inconvenient, it is difficult to pick up food. Sometimes Mo Yu helps her pick up food.
Mo Zhicheng advised: "Mo Yu, you eat quickly and you can rest early."
"It's okay, it's not a waste of time anyway." After Mo Yu helped everyone pick up the dishes, he continued to eat.
Yang Yujuan found that Mo Yu used to eat a little slowly, but now he eats much faster.
In just ten minutes, Mo Yu finished a bowl of rice and returned to the kitchen to serve soup.
"Mom, let me help you serve the soup." Seeing that Yang Yujuan had finished eating, Mo Yu wanted to help her serve the soup.
"You don't need to do this. You can go back to your room and read a book." Yang Yujuan said, "I will go back to the hospital dormitory in a moment."
"If you are tired, you can rest here." Mo Zhicheng advised Yang Yujuan.
It seemed that he was afraid that Yang Yujuan would misunderstand him, so he continued, "I can just sleep on the sofa in the living room."
"What does it have to do with me where you sleep?" Yang Yujuan rolled her eyes at Mo Zhicheng.
Liang Ping raised her head and glanced at Yang Yujuan, her eyes seemed a little expectant, but she didn't say anything and hurriedly lowered her head.
Yang Yujuan saw Liang Ping's gaze, thought for a moment and said, "Let me see. If I'm tired, I can rest here."
Mo Yu was happy after hearing this. Their sofa can be used for sleeping. If her father is uncomfortable sleeping, she can sleep on the sofa.
But Yang Yujuan listened to Mo Yu's suggestion and scolded Mo Yu a few times before Mo Yu stuck out her tongue and went back to the room to read.
I recommend my other completed novel "The Great Immortal of the City", which is very good.
