Chapter 10 Going north

Since talking to Hawthorn, Xiang Mingchu's heart has been floating excitedly all day long as he tied a balloon. When preparing breakfast at home, he always listens to music and hums, and twists his butts according to the rhythm.

Zhuang Mei, who was standing aside, looked funny and angry. She was embarrassed and thought hard about how to preach, but the person she wanted to preach was as if nothing had happened, which made her feel extremely unbalanced. She wanted to pick up the clothes hanger and give her son a meal several times, but later she endured it.

At the entrance, my mother was half-squatting and changing into high heels, preparing to go to work. Her hips under her work clothes were as beautiful as picturesque. Xiang Mingchu on the sofa glanced at him and whistled.

what?Mom turned around and glared at him.

No, I just thought of something happy.Xiang Mingchu smiled and said, Mom, you have a good journey, come back early tonight.

……

My mother looked at him with a ghost expression and stared at him in surprise and suspicion, but in the end she said nothing and hurriedly opened the door to go to work.

My mother went out and changed her clothes to Mingchu, went to buy the items you need today, including flowers, red wine and music.

I originally planned to go to that Western restaurant like I did last time, but I'd better forget it. It would be better to confess my love to my mother in private.

He also did his homework. It is best to choose candlelight dinner on weekends or holidays. So he waited until this Friday and took a day off, because his mother didn't go to work on weekends, and it would be difficult for him to prepare anything secretly if his mother was at home. Now he has plenty of time during the day to prepare items and buy food.

First of all, you need to use a round table, which is available at home, so you can just lay a beautiful tablecloth, which not only sets off the beauty but also looks elegant. Xiang Mingchu went to several stores to choose a satisfactory one; then he bought a set of Western tableware that is more exquisite than usual, as well as the protagonist candlesticks that are indispensable in candlelight dinners. He bought a Western-style tower candlestick with branches on it; then there are flowers, which is easy to deal with, and directly ordered 99 roses and a stack of scattered petals.

Xiang Mingchu didn't feel sorry for spending money today, and he was filled with excitement and excitement.

As for food, he was very relieved. After all, he had been practicing for a few days and had rich cooking experience before. Prepare food according to the tutorial and it was easy.

If he drinks, he did not choose liquor. After all, if he drinks too much, he will be completely cut off. Why don’t he confess his liquor? He chose a red wine worth about 600 yuan.

Next is music. For candlelight dinner, you have to choose romantic music to set off the atmosphere, otherwise it would be embarrassing to eat too much. He chose a jazz collection, which is two hours long, which is enough, and even if you play it repeatedly, it would be OK.

Xiang Mingchu stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and looked at him. For the candlelight dinner later, he went to take care of his hair. He wore a white shirt and black trousers, and cooperated with the hairstylist's carefully cared hair. Finally, he did not waste his mother's good genes in vain.

He rehearsed the process of the next session in his mind more than once, and did he miss something, and he rehearsed it step by step in his mind.

He felt that it should be fine. As long as he could perform as well as he expected, he might really impress his mother.

Xiang Mingchu looked forward to that scene a little bit. He could hear his heart beating, and all kinds of emotions intertwined in his chest, and he was almost unable to suppress it. He looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath several times, trying to remain calm.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the heroine to appear.

The clock points to 5:30 pm.

The key inserted into the key hole and rotated, and with a click, the door opened accordingly.

Hearing the familiar signals, Xiang Mingchu took a deep breath and secretly cheered himself up: The mission began!Come on, let’s go to Mingchu.

As soon as my mother changed her shoes in the entrance hall, he went up to him with a smile on her face: Mom, you are back.

Looking at the white shirt and suit pants her son was wearing, and he looked very carefully dressed up, the mother asked in surprise: What are you doing?How do you dress like this?

I want to dress more handsomely on a whim, isn’t it okay?Xiang Mingchu felt a little embarrassed.

Mom looked at him up and down and nodded: Did you even cut your hair?Well, this is pretty good, clean and refreshing. You should have cleaned yourself long ago. What did you do when you wore your school uniform all day long?

Xiang Mingchu smiled happily and took his mother's bag and walked into the house.

Mom walked into the room while rubbing her shoulders. When she saw the petals and candles on the table, she was stunned: What's going on, what's going on?

I learned a recipe for making steak online. It happened to be mentioned that it is better to use steak with flowers and candlelight, so I bought it back.Xiang Mingchu hung her bag on the coat rack.

My mother surprised not to say anything else, just nodded: OK, I haven’t eaten steak for a long time, try your skills.

Xiang Mingchu led his mother to the table and pulled the chair away and asked her to sit on the chair. Then he quickly arranged the tableware and goblet neatly to see that he began to pour red wine.

Oh, Xiang Mingchu, I didn’t expect you to learn these things.Mom shook her goblet and sobered up and asked again: How much did it cost?

Not much spent.Xiang Mingchu stood by like a waiter and asked with a smile: Ms., how much cooked steak do you want?

There is also a pretty good person... Mom muttered and said: Your mother has never eaten Western food much, I don’t know.

Let’s get a 70% familiarity, but in fact I have only practiced 70% familiarity.

Mom gave him a blank look: Tsk, then why are you asking?

Hehe, it’s time to do this, it’s necessary to have a sense of ritual.Xiang Mingchu smiled and turned back to the kitchen to start frying steak.

My mother took out her cell phone, took a few photos of flowers on the table, took a sip of red wine, and waited for Xiang Mingchu to cook something while browsing her cell phone.

She knew her son’s thoughts a few days ago, so now she saw him doing these things, and she was so angry and funny, thinking, "You guy, you are just a few years old, you are playing this with me."

She simply followed her son, and kept her face calm and watched to see what tricks he was going to do.

Soon Xiang Mingchu brought two steaks and side dishes to the table. He linked the Bluetooth speaker to play romantic Italian jazz, then turned off the headlights, leaving only a dim light.

There were a few petals sprinkled on the table, and the whole bunch of roses was inserted in the bottle next to the table.I lit a candle in the Mingchu, and the swaying candlelight reflected the shadow of the rose on the white wall beside it, jumping constantly.

My mother was stunned. This was her first time having a candlelight dinner. Unexpectedly, it was quite romantic and said: It feels pretty good, how long have you been preparing?

It takes no effort to teach videos.Xiang Mingchu is very confident now for some reason, not like him normally. Maybe it is because of the surging feelings that are supporting him.

He raised his goblet: Mom, Cheers.I wish you will always be so young and beautiful~

Mom raised her glasses and clinked her tone, her tone was plain: Cheers.I also wish you a smooth college and take your girlfriend home early to see it for your mother.

Xiang Mingchu choked: Let’s talk about it then, it’s still far away.In order to avoid this topic, he quickly said: Mom, eat a piece and try my skills.

Mom picked up the fork and slowly cut off a piece of steak, put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly, and looked at her expectantly.

How about it?How does it taste?

Very delicious.

The mother answered truthfully, thinking that her son's cooking skills were already ten streets ahead of her... although she didn't have much cooking skills either.

Just delicious.

The chef's happiness may be the customer praises the food, and the customer is his favorite mother. He grinned at Mingchu and felt happy.

Why do you smile like a fool?

It's okay, mom, please continue to eat.Xiang Mingchu coughed and tried to put away the worthless smile on the corner of his mouth.

The candlelight dinner began so naturally.

Xiang Mingchu straightened his waist and cut the steak slowly.His technique is to make up for the Internet temporarily, and it can only be said that he has made a lot of efforts to show this meal.

My mother was wearing a black and blue dress today, and the candlelight shone on her body, reflecting a layer of warm color.

She was the opposite of Xiang Mingchu. She couldn't get rid of the knife and fork and picked up the steak directly with chopsticks and drank boomingly like beer when drinking red wine.

Xiang Mingchu's eyes were almost unable to move his mother away. In my memory, my mother was always so beautiful. I wonder if it was because of the real person's appearance, or because of the lover's eyes, or whether it was both?

Why do you keep looking at me? Do you have any words on my face?Mom picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth.

Because my mother is very beautiful today.Answer honestly to Mingchu.

Mom casually: When am I not beautiful?

Xiang Mingchu thought for a while: When he was angry, his mother was very angry and beat me so hard that the clothes hanger was rotten.

Mom rolled her eyes: It was all about hitting you several years ago, and who do you think made me angry?

It seems...it's me?

Nonsense, who else can I lose two wrinkles without you.

Xiang Mingchu looked at his mother's face carefully: No, there are wrinkles on his mother's face.

If you get angry, I will have it.

When did I get angry with you?

My mother thought that your broken paintings were just annoying me, but she still held back and said angrily: Eat!

The dinner continued with the romantic music and the sound of knife and fork collision.

After three rounds of drinking, Xiang Mingchu hesitated for a moment and asked: Then... Mom, do you have any explanation now?

statement?Is this a new buzzword?

That is, is there anyone introducing you to a partner now?

Mom glanced at him: That's a lot.What? Do you want to introduce your mother to your partner?Or do you want a fatherly fatherly love?

No, no!I just asked casually, ask casually...

Xiang Mingchu wiped his cold sweat wildly and thought to himself, mom, don’t come here, I can’t bear it, my son.

Mom snorted, didn't say anything, and quietly took a sip of red wine.

As the saying goes, wine is poured into the stomach and the gallbladder. Xiang Mingchu has already drunk a lot of wine. Although it is all red wine, he guessed that the atmosphere is almost the same. He sat up quietly, coughed and cleared his throat, then looked at his mother and spoke seriously: Sister Mei, I

Ah, there is no alcohol!Xiang Mingchu came over to pour wine.Mom suddenly said in surprise.

Oh... Xiang Mingchu was stunned for a moment, then got up, walked to his mother's side and poured wine obediently.

The atmosphere was interrupted and he sat back on his seat.

The two drank each other.

The atmosphere was like a progress bar, which had just gone back a lot, and now it slowly heated up in the swaying candlelight and ambiguous music.

Xiang Mingchu asked about the time, took a deep breath, and was about to speak again: Mom Before he could say two words, Mom raised his glass again: There is no wine again, Xiang Mingchu!

He had to continue to pour the wine, come back, brew the atmosphere, and be interrupted again.

Mom He had a little complaint and dragged the ending sound. As the saying goes, there are only three things, this is the third time.

what?

Xiang Mingchu reasonably suspected that his mother was deliberately pranking him, but he had no evidence, so he had to say in disappointment that it was okay.

When Zhuang Mei saw her son's frustrated face, she was happy with revenge. She was calm on the surface, but she was laughing in her heart.

Xiang Mingchu wanted to launch an attack more than once, but every time he was cleverly resolved by his mother at the beginning of the organization. He either took things or changed the topic, which made him feel like he wanted to try hard but hit the cotton.

The food has been finished and the wine has come to an end. The candlelight dinner is about to end.

Have enough to eat.My mother patted her lower abdomen comfortably, and her face turned red under the influence of alcohol.

As long as my mom thinks it’s good.Xiang Mingchu said a little depressedly.

I'm going to take a shower, you can pack up these later.Mom slowly wiped her mouth and prepared to get up.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and the daylily was cold after dragging it down. A sense of inexplicable courage soared from the soles of my feet. Xiang Mingchu suddenly said in anger: Mom, I love you.

Mom was stunned and immediately responded: Mingchu, Mom loves you too, which mother doesn’t love her son?

Xiang Mingchu shook his head: Mom, what I mean

Mom interrupted him: You love mom, and mom loves you too. How great is that if you say that, we are a good relationship between mother and son.

You are about to go to college, and you will study hard for the past four years. Then you will find a good job after graduation, and then start a family, start a career, get married and have children. What a wonderful life.

Mom spoke quickly and stood up as she spoke: This meal is delicious tonight, and Mom is very happy.Mom is going to take a shower, so you can pack up these later.

Xiang Mingchu's mind became hot, and he suddenly stood up and looked straight at his mother without any retreat: Mom, I love you!It’s not the son’s love for his mother, but Xiang Mingchu’s love for his mother!

The sound was not loud, but it was very firm, like a desperate person at the gambling table, rushing everything.

Mom's eyes widened, disbelief. The window screen was pierced, and she couldn't pretend to be unaware.

Then what exactly do you want to do? Xiang Mingchu!

Mom gave up resisting and suddenly asked a little crazy: Then!You love me, and then!

I……

Xiang Mingchu was stunned. He just wanted to confess his love, but he really didn't know what to do after confessing.

It seems that I haven't hit you for too long, what are you thinking about late all day!And the paintings you painted, what do you think of your mother?Do you respect your mother?

The more my mother talked, she became more angry and slapped her hard on the table.

I just like my mother... Xiang Mingchu said softly.

like?Then I really have to thank you for your liking!

My mother was so angry that she simply opened her mouth: I can understand what you have!As a mother, I have not educated you well, nor have I kept a good distance. Those are my mother's dereliction of duty, and I apologize to you here.Now that I have said this, I will tell you in a blunt way that your thoughts are just on a whim and are wrong!Immediately forget all the messy things!

Xiang Mingchu said unwillingly: Mom, we can try it first... How can we know if we haven't tried it?

Mom was so angry that her teeth were itchy: Try your head!Do you think it's a supermarket to try it?I am your mother!Let’s try it, you are eighteen years old, why are you still not able to understand like a child!Hurry up and throw away those messy ideas. After tonight, you will still be my son, and we mother and son are just like before!

She glared at her son angrily, like an angry lioness: If I find out that you still have that kind of thought, I will break your legs!Did you hear it!

Xiang Mingchu was scolded for being scattered and could only grab his hair awkwardly.

Although my mother was still angry, her tone had eased: When you see more people later, you will understand. Now you have this kind of relationship just because you have lived with your mother for too long. There are only two of us, mother and son, at home. You are in adolescence, so I can forgive you, after all, I have something I have done badly.Anyway, after tonight, you must change it. As long as you can make it well, I will assume that nothing has happened.

After saying that, my mother didn't look at him anymore and turned around and wanted to leave.

In my sight, my mother's figure became blurry.

Xiang Mingchu's mind was dizzy, and he felt hot and made the craziest decision in his life!

He walked forward a few steps, grabbed his mother's shoulder and forced her to turn around, and kissed her hard.

Mom widened her eyes and didn't react, but she didn't move.

Xiang Mingchu greedily kissed the woman he had been thinking about day and night. This was his first kiss. It was very obscure and had no skills. He hugged his mother very hard, as if he wanted to rub her mother into his body.

Bang!

Just two seconds later, my mother pushed him away and slapped him in the left face.

Xiang Mingchu, you are crazy!

My mother's eyes were red, and she looked at Xiang Mingchu in disbelief, both angry, aggrieved, and confused and painful.

That look was so sad.How much harm did the mother cause because of a moment of impulse?

Thinking of this, Xiang Mingchu staggered back a few steps, his lips pale: Mom... I'm sorry, I...

Mom tried to take a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and her voice trembled: Xiang Mingchu!Today's events have ended here, and I think nothing has happened!You forget all the messy things!If there is another time!

She didn't say anything, turned around and returned to the room and closed the door hard. The sound hit Xiang Mingchu's heart like a hammer.

Xiang Mingchu stood there, his regret filled his heart. He didn't know why he went crazy and kissed his mother just now, completely cutting off all his retreat.

The candlelight went out in silence, and a bitter smile appeared at Mingchu's mouth, picked up the wine beside him, and raised his head to drink it all.

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In the morning, the alarm clock rang.

Zhuang Mei opened her eyes and felt a headache, maybe because she drank too much last night.

She got up, her sleeping face was still a little hazy, but what happened last night was like a flood that rushed into her mind, making her whole body clear.

She is so decisive that she has been delaying her son's unclean relationship for too long. It is because she has not faced this relationship, which has caused the situation last night.

The son's road is still long and he cannot be ruined by his own hands, so she must be decisive, resolute, and must cut off her son's delusions towards her with the coldest attitude.

It’s not too late now, so correct your son’s wrong ideas!

She patted her face hard and encouraged herself secretly.

Getting up from the bed, Zhuang Mei was about to walk out of the room when she saw a letter under the crack of the door.

Zhuang Mei felt uneasy inside, she leaned over and picked it up, and the letter was written by her son: Mom, I was wrong, I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'm leaving

As soon as I saw the first few words, Zhuang Mei's heart suddenly twitched. Is this foolish?

She shivered all over and ran to Mingchu's bedroom. She saw that the bed inside was stacked cleanly and the black suitcase at the end of the bed was gone.

She stood there in a daze and read the letter again. There was a line behind the letter: I'm going to college first, don't worry.

Xiang Mingchu!

Zhuang's eyebrows were so angry that his teeth were itchy. He kneaded the letter into a ball and threw it on the wall with all his strength.

At that moment just now, she thought her son was going to do something stupid, and her heart was like falling into an ice cellar.

Now that she has slowed down, she feels relieved.In fact, she still doesn't know what kind of expression she should face her son in.Give each other some buffering time, that's fine.

But she was always uncomfortable inside, why?

No matter what, Zhuang Mei drinks calmness and decides to give herself a day off today.

Xiang Mingchu left in the middle of the night.

When he returned to the room, he couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and his mother's angry and sad eyes were all in his mind.He had never seen his mother so angry and so fragile.

He did it wrong.

He sat at the head of the bed, held his knees, thought for half an hour, and finally decided to leave.

He realized that his twisted love was a shackle, a torture, and a pain for his mother.

He didn't want to see his beloved mother feel so uncomfortable. Whether it was escaping or buffering, he felt that he needed to give each other some time.

Xiang Mingchu silently packed a box of luggage and walked out of the bedroom.After walking a few steps, he turned back, wrote a letter rustlingly, and stuffed it under his mother's room.

His hands paused on the doorknob for a long time.He hesitated whether to open the door, but he wanted to see his mother's sleeping face at the end.In the end, he gave up and turned around and left home quietly with his luggage.

It was six in the morning, and the sky was getting up and many people were already getting up on the roadside. Those who got up early to make a living were doing it.

Xiang Mingchu sat on the side of the road, watching the ant-like people busy shuttle through the city, even though it was not finished yet.

Xiang Mingchu got up, turned around and looked in the direction of home, took a few last glances, then turned around silently and left with his heavy suitcase.

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Zhuang Mei suddenly felt that her home was extremely empty.

It has been almost a week since my son left.This week, Xiang Mingchu did not send a message back, and Zhuang Mei did not ask where he was now.

In the past, when I went home, there were people in the kitchen who were busy with the meal and there was a little fireworks, but now when I got home from get off work, it was dead silent and everything was cold.

When she was alone at home, she never felt lonely.

But now the stupid son left alone because she said we will always be mother and son, so the stupid son ran away, not wanting to be embarrassed by each other, nor wanting to make her sad.

It seems to be a good choice, but why are you still so depressed?

She remembered the letter again, and there was actually another line at the end of the letter, which read: Mom, I'm sorry, I don't deserve to be your son.

It was when she read this that a feeling of sorrow surged on her nose, and she silently kneaded the letter into a ball and threw it out.

Will that stupid son also suffer from this kind of relationship?

She didn't know and was unwilling to think about it. She had to be decisive, firm, and put her son back on track.His life is still long and cannot be ruined by himself.

With a tingling sound from the phone, a message pops up. Meimei, I'm back!See you in the old place.

Zhuang Mei was stunned and breathed a sigh of relief before she knew it. She picked up the clothes beside the chair, put on her shoes and went out.

In the coffee shop, in the corner, Zhuang Mei sat opposite a woman.

I said Meimei, I haven't seen each other for so long, why are you sad?

What a messy name, either Meijie or Zhuang Mei!Zhuang Mei said angrily, "No big or small, how many years older than you."

The woman opposite smiled: OK Sister Mei, you haven’t told me yet. Are you unhappy to see me?

Unhappy, neither of you is worry-free.

The woman was stunned: One or two?What did Xiaochu do?

In this world, there are not many people who know that Xiang Mingchu is Zhuang Mei's son, and the woman opposite is one of them.

Her name is Lin Yajuan, she is twenty-nine years old. She is a good friend Zhuang Mei has known for many years and is also Zhuang Mei’s only best friend.

Lin Yajuan's family is very rich, and its chain companies are blooming everywhere, focusing on beauty and makeup.

Zhuang Mei was working as a beautician in Lin Yajuan's branch. Lin Yajuan fell in love with Zhuang Mei at first sight and promoted her.

Zhuang Mei is also very talented, and her business and decision-making are very effective, so she rose step by step and eventually became the manager of Xinyun Branch.

Lin Yajuan later went abroad and only came back recently. As soon as she came back, she looked for Zhuang Mei to reminisce about the past.

I get angry when I say this!

Zhuang Mei came out without any anger. She looked around and saw that there was no one. She forced herself to lower her voice and told Lin Yajuan briefly.

After listening to it, Lin Yajuan giggled: Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Sister Mei, you are so charming that even your son likes you.

Don't fucking jokes, I'm very upset now.And if you keep your voice down and let others hear it, will I still be alive?

Sorry, Sister Mei~ Lin Yajuan stuck out her tongue. What does Sister Mei think of him?

Any other ideas?I am his mother!Biological mother!I have raised him, what else can I have?Zhuang Mei's voice suddenly became louder, so excited that she slapped the table vigorously.

Hush, shit, shit, shit!

Lin Yajuan was shocked and looked up at the surroundings. Fortunately, there were no people in the coffee shop at this moment, and the clerk also entered the kitchen, and no one heard their conversation in the corner.

Anyway, I'm so annoyed now.

Zhuang Mei Gululu took a big cup of coffee, and those who didn't know thought she was drinking.

Lin Yajuan was stunned: Sister Mei, you are really not afraid of being hot...

No matter how hot it is, it is not as hot as I am. You said, a good young man, so many beautiful girls outside don’t like it, why do you like an old aunt like me?

If Sister Mei is considered an old aunt, then the other women will be considered a yellow-faced woman.

So what? I'm his dear mother after all!

What’s wrong with my real mother? If I were Sister Mei’s son, I would definitely like you too!

Zhuang Mei looked at her with a hell: I said Lin Yajuan, did you lose your brain after going abroad for a few years?

Lin Yajuan said without caring: What's the matter?Anyway, I think as long as there is love, I don’t have to worry about anything else.

I have nothing to say... Zhuang's eyebrows cover his forehead.

Since that's the case, then Sister Mei and Xiaochu will make it clear.Anyway, he will take the class of love breakup sooner or later.

He will meet so many people, do he have to ask his biological mother to teach him these lessons?

Zhuang Mei sighed, I had already made it clear that night.He decided to leave by himself, so I didn't care. He was all adults, and he was responsible for the decisions he made.

But isn’t Mei Jie really afraid that something will happen to Xiao Chu?Lin Yajuan said slowly, there are so many pyramid schemes and frauds now, if Xiaochuyi accidentally falls into the trap...

Zhuang Mei's face changed: Bah, bah, bah, bah!Lin Yajuan, don’t say such words!

Sister Mei, you still care about Xiaochu very much~

Nonsense, I'm the fuck, I don't care who my son cares about!Zhuang Mei said angrily.

Then why don’t you ask Xiaochu directly?

Zhuang Mei was silent for a long time.

It took her a long time to whisper: He needs time to sort out his feelings. Since he made such a choice, I will certainly respect him.I know his personality very well. Although he is usually indifferent, he is actually very stubborn and will not change his decision after making a decision. When he thinks about it, he will naturally contact me.

Of course, I need time, too.Zhuang Mei said silently in her heart.

Okay, if you don’t talk about this fool, why are you coming back?Aren't you doing well abroad?

Lin Yajuan's eyes turned: Of course, I'm back to see my sister Mei~

Zhuang Mei rolled her eyes: Come on.

Why am I lying to you? This is one of the reasons.Lin Yajuan stuck out her tongue and came back to open a branch.

Humph, it’s really good that a rich daughter is.

The atmosphere became relaxed, and I started talking about other topics, and just two hours passed.

After the conversation, the two said goodbye from the coffee shop.

Zhuang Mei returned home, threw her shoes and lay on the sofa.

Compared with the lively conversation just now, the atmosphere at home was completely opposite, and it was silent. She only turned on the small light, and the dim light made the room even more lonely.

Zhuang Mei looked straight at the ceiling, her beautiful face was a little tired, and no one knew what she was thinking.

It took a while to adjust my mood and Zhuang Mei returned to her normal pace of life, as if nothing had happened.

So time passed day by day in unknown corners like the flowing water of the valley.

But at this time, Zhuang Mei didn't know what kind of ripples would arise between the mother and the son when she saw her son again.