When the people in the courtyard walked into the main hall, Yang Shuxiang had already calmed down her mood and sat cross-legged on the bed like a ok, and then he saw Chen Xiujuan and his daughter and the young man coming to his room one by one.
Let's go, the driver is here, and you will take you to the hospital for a look. Yang Gang signaled to Yang Shuxiang, then turned to look at Chen Xiujuan, pointing to the things she was holding: I wish you a New Year's greetings, why are you still special? Chen Xiujuan stopped, and the smile on her face became more obvious: Where can I go empty-handed when I visit?
After saying hello to the driver, Yang Gang told the other party to wait for him first in the car outside, and then turned to the mirror. While tidying up his coat, he said to the person in the mirror: Don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, Xinmin will come back in the afternoon. At this moment, Chen Xiujuan came forward and put the wine and tea on the table: Please, brother, you have to worry. She said with a little embarrassed, but she was a businessman. After a little shaking, she had nothing to say to ask Yang Shuxiang: Did you sleep late yesterday? Out of politeness, Yang Shuxiang responded with a smile: Yes, you should go and have something to do. Yang Gang looked at Chen Xiujuan and pointed at Yang Shuxiang with his finger: Look, my nephew is still so polite to me? Yang Shuxiang shook his head: I'm really fine!
This is Jia Qiuyue's second time to come to Yang Shuxiang's house. Unlike the first time, she did not leave immediately, but followed her mother and agreed: Uncle Yang, please take the things away. Her eyebrows and eyes were seventy-sixth of the same as her mother. She looked at Yang Shuxiang when she spoke.
Yang Shuxiang was still smiling and pointed to the chair beside her and greeted her: Don't stand Ah, sit down
I came from the backyard, look at this... Pay attention to the change in Yang Gang's expression. Although I didn't see the reason, Chen Xiujuan knew that since they spoke, it was probably a must-have since they had spoken.
She opened her mouth carefully, and rubbed her hands while smiling, knowing that she would inevitably be suspicious of using people to move forward when she did this, and also knowing that the things she brought might not be disliked, but there was no way, otherwise she would not have made such a solution.
Yang Gang saw Chen Xiujuan's embarrassment. He thought for a moment and quickly took out the liquor from his net pocket with a smile: Is the wine good? He handed the tea can back again: Tobacco and alcohol are not separated, I have accepted this, I think you should take the tea back! No way! Seeing that Yang Gang only left the liquor, Chen Xiujuan hurriedly stopped it, pushing and looking at her face: There is no reason to take it back... I don't think it will delay you. She backed down and gave her a look at her daughter.
Jia Qiuyue understood it and also spoke up when she followed her mother to the outside of the house: Mr. Yang, don’t be polite! The more you are familiar with, you look as enthusiastic as you are.
As an outsider in the bureau, Chen Xiujuan and his daughter's facial expressions and their words and behaviors fell into Yang Shuxiang's eyes. The subtle changes can even be associated with the ripples generated by the water when they pierced or fought against waves. They felt so clearly that if they were not in the scene, you would not know what the situation was underwater that seemed calm but was actually undercurrents, and you would not guess what the person who looked bright on the surface looked like.
As the saying goes, people have more than a hundred kinds of things, and people have more than ten thousand.
Of course, there is no right or wrong in taking the initiative to pursue happiness or taking any measures to achieve your goal. People must constantly adapt to the development of society while they are alive, but her philanthropic face is fully exposed at this time, and Yang Shuxiang saw it clearly
Hypocrisy! Inexplicably, Yang Shuxiang felt this sentence in her heart, and then a fake word appeared in her mind.
Among the three affair scenes that Yang Shuxiang accidentally saw, Chen Xiujuan was the second person to appear.
Now, he could still recall every small movement he saw outside the suite, including those conversations, but the passionate scenes did not flash in his mind. Only these words popped up from his heart without warning, and then there was a shadow in front of him. A person he should call the other party his father. Here, he hated that person more and more
The story hidden behind every window flower must have its own reasons, but Yang Shuxiang cannot understand why the misunderstanding of the father-in-law and daughter-in-law is caused by (it should be said that it is the exclusive psychology of a man after being allowed)
In his heart, those sacred purity and past beauty have become no longer indestructible, and even the whole family is shaky, like a disintegrating country that has fallen apart
Lowering his head, Yang Shuxiang looked at his fist. The pain made him numb and at the same time made him furious.
Because he knew that he could not stop anyone in this family and had no right to interfere with anyone. Even if he was suspected of being exploited, he could not be angry, so he cursed silently: What kind of dick thing!
No matter how much the trauma in the mind is, it cannot be healed in an instant. It seems that this is destined to be inevitable.
Afterwards, Yang Shuxiang refused Yang Gang's kindness and got into the quilt again. He covered the quilt tightly. When he tossed and turned, was the words he scolded in his heart like a dick thing? It seemed to become insignificant. While waiting for Chai Lingxiu's return, he began to wander again with melancholy thoughts...
I have finished paying attention to this point in previous years, but at this time, Yang Shuxiang was missing, and suddenly there was no one else. I felt that the atmosphere was different. Chu Yanyan has been talking about this several times.
After sitting in the room for a while, Ma Xiuqin couldn't calm down and started to mutter: Is the fragrance better?
After taking the medicine, I will take him to Dr. Wang to take a look. Chai Lingxiu didn't want to have any trouble, so she avoided the important things and said a few casually.
After being evaded, Ma Xiuqin looked at Chu Yanyan. Chu Yanyan was not a merciless person, and she never looked at the shadow of the child. She said a few words to Chai Lingxiu with her big belly: After a while? She couldn't see a shadow for a long time. You said, why did Xiang'er get sick for no reason? She asked this, but Chai Lingxiu was still confused. How could she know the reason: You asked me? He picked up his coat and rolled his eyes: I was still thinking about whom I was asking. Wave to the two sisters and walked out of the inner room door. When she saw Feng Ju, she said um, and smiled at Feng Ju: Auntie, I will introduce it first.
What Chai Lingxiu unexpectedly was that when she got home, her son was churning the drawers in her room. The kang was messy, all of which were photo albums and manuals. I don’t know what he was looking for.
Did you test your body temperature again? Frowning, Chai Lingxiu walked forward
Ah, caught by his mother, Yang Shuxiang Ah said, subconsciously closed the drawer, and even forgot his injured left hand. When asked if he had tried his temperature again, he became speechless for a moment.
Outside the door, the raging wind was blowing constantly, and it was aimlessly pouring from all directions.
At this moment, Chai Lingxiu had already changed into a dress. She covered her pink sports-style velvet coat, which looked much lighter and became playful.
When I stepped on my sneakers, Chai Lingxiu was even more flexible, so that she could steadily hunch her son behind her while riding.
Yang Shuxiang was also wrapped tightly. He sat in the back seat of the car. After his mother got into the car, he hugged Chai Lingxiu's waist tightly and pressed his face against her, muttering in his mouth, as if complaining that spring is not just as warm as spring.
Looking at his son's pretty pity, Chai Lingxiu couldn't help but sigh: No matter how aggrieved you are, you can't be stupid! When Yang Shuxiang heard Chai Lingxiu say this, he pressed his face against her Fenghua's stretched back and forth, closed his eyes, and while walking, he hugged her waist with his right hand, so the seventeen-year-old boy's face became comfortable and he suddenly returned to his childhood.
When he was a child, Yang Shuxiang liked to snuggle on his mother like this. Even if he was sweating profusely during the dog days, as long as he plunged into his mother's arms, the world would no longer be noisy. He could use this to cool off for the summer and calm down to count the stars in the sky.
He likes this, likes to snuggle in this way, and the baby who is shaped like a breastfeed makes a slap, then uses his tender hands to lift off his mother's clothes, and can't wait to lock her breasts tightly
Wandering in the warm embrace of the mother's body, perhaps this is an innate instinct that humans are born with. In his opinion, there is nothing strange, but even if it is ordinary, it will never be shared with a second person.
He started to be fooled with your mother! Knowing that his son was full of worries but couldn't tell the reason, Chai Lingxiu said again: I can't stand the slightest grievance, how can I walk in society in the future? I have never seen my son be so honest, and I'm too far. She couldn't help but feel complicated along the way, but that annoying guy didn't say a word, wasn't you angry: Are you talking to your mother?
A world of black and white mountains and waters, Yang Shuxiang stepped onto the pier in one step. He looked up at the blue sky, expressing his feelings and waved to the woman on the boat
The woman seemed to say something, but she seemed to say nothing. The smile on her face slowly stretched out, and it was smooth in this landscape, like a phoenix fairy and a water lily, imprinted little by little in Yang Shuxiang's mind
What does that feel like?
serene?
Soothe?
The wildness that inspires men to conquer the world...
Did you listen to me? After a long time no response, Chai Lingxiu leaned back, and then Yang Shuxiang subconsciously hugged her waist and said Ah
What are you thinking in your mind? It's so damn! Chai Lingxiu thought she was broken, but she couldn't do anything. Who said he was his son: Not everything can fulfill your wishes, do you know? Your mother has also suffered grievances and was scolded
That's different! He suddenly heard that his mother had this experience and became angry from his heart. Yang Shuxiang choked and yelled: Why should they scold you? Why?
Look, are you anxious again? How many times have you told you, and you can't lose a piece of meat when you scold me, so let them talk, and they will tear their mouths one by one?! Finally, I listened to Yin'er and smacked the meaning of my son's words. Chai Lingxiu warned: What's different? The words are rough or not, the principles are the same! Yang Shuxiang stopped talking again now
In fact, he can't blame him completely if he makes trouble. If he hadn't had anything to do with Chen Xiujuan, he wouldn't bother with him. However, he had an indescribable relationship with him, and this relationship was extremely special. What could he do if he was a mute manure?
Do you still have to yell around the world, saying that xxx will shake off the family scandal without missing a single word?
Obviously, Yang Shuxiang would not do this!
I felt a little sad, and shrank my neck. Yang Shuxiang whispered, "Mom," and used her right hand to wrap around Chai Lingxiu's waist, as if she had lost her if she didn't do this.
How many times have you told me, please let me magnify my heart...
The houses and trees on both sides hugged each other tightly. They knew that the woman was communicating with her son using her way of dealing with the world, so they also raised their ears as much as possible, and unknowingly moved closer to the mother and son, wanting to listen to the whisper, and even let a few words from the side so that the mother and the two can talk to the fullest.
Walking into the yard, Chai Lingxiu greeted the house first
When Doctor Wang saw that it was Chai Lingxiu, he smiled and welcomed the mother and son in.
What's wrong with this young man? After giving up the seat, Dr. Wang called Yang Shuxiang to his side
Chai Lingxiu briefly told Dr. Wang about the situation, and told him the temperature he had tried when his son came.
Dr. Wang took out the stethoscope and asked Yang Shuxiang to open his mouth twice. After the examination, he smiled and said: Nothing big is going to happen. Haven’t you taken the medicine? It’s better to sweat after one injection. He knew that Yang Shuxiang was a young man, so he gave him a fever-reducing injection. After that, he stroked his hand bones and let Yang Shuxiang clench his fists back and forth: If he doesn’t come, he won’t come. Once he comes, he must be injured. He climbed up the ladder again? Yang Shuxiang didn’t smile anymore. He grabbed his fists from there without saying a word, but he became peaceful.
Didn't he hurt his bones? Seeing Dr. Wang checking his son's injuries from there, Chai Lingxiu asked. Seeing that her son didn't say a word, she pushed Yang Shuxiang's shoulder: Why don't you tell me about it? Mr. Wang! The old doctor let go of Yang Shuxiang's hand and pointed at him and said with a smile: This is exactly the age of Tao, and there is no bump? The first sentence was even more suitable for Yang Shuxiang's heart, and the next sentence was joking. I continued to do this next time, and I can't stand it! Yang Shuxiang bared her teeth
Chai Lingxiu also laughed: It would be great if I remember it!
Nothing big deal! After talking to Chai Lingxiu here, Dr. Wang got up and took out a bottle from the cabinet. He made some paste from it and smeared Yang Shuxiang on the back of his hand: I think this thing is specially prepared for you. After applying it, he wrapped his hands with gauze for Yang Shuxiang. Finally, he still teased the young man: Reply and rest well, Ah, let's calm down for two weeks. Yang Shuxiang opened his mouth and said: Two weeks?
Depending on the situation, Chai Lingxiu put her scarf around her son's neck: What are you? It's all about the New Year that you are just troubled by Mr. Wang! He covered his hat on his head again
OK! There is no delay in your play for a week, hurry up and eat meat recipe! Dr. Wang patted Yang Shuxiang's butt, and smiled at Chai Lingxiu and gestured: Looking at his body, he shook his head and was half taller.
This is a trouble for you, my brother! Chai Lingxiu and Dr. Wang have a few polite words!
Doctor Wang waved his hand and said with a smile: Who is not a ill yet? Walking out of Doctor Wang's house, Yang Shuxiang turned around and glanced at the mother who was talking to Doctor Wang in the yard. When she smiled, she was a little stunned for a moment. It was not until she stabbed her body that she realized that it was time to go home.
Chai Lingxiu got into the car, and Yang Shuxiang also took advantage of the situation to split her legs and sat in the back seat.
He hugged his mother's waist with his right hand, then pressed his face on her back, and asked for no reason: Mom, where did I sleep when Qin Niang brought him?
Seeing that his son took the initiative to speak, Chai Lingxiu closed her hair and did not respond immediately
Go to the backyard to sleep? After talking to himself, Yang Shuxiang raised her head again: I won't go! Then, the conversation opened: Either I will sleep from the east room with you, or I frowned like a stuck-up. He thought about the matter of Huanzhang going to my grandma's house after building a house, and shouted: Or I will go to my grandma's house.
It's not that there's no place to sleep at home
Then where will I sleep when he comes back?
Where can't you sleep? Your mother still lets you sleep on the street? As soon as she finished talking to her son, Chai Lingxiu greeted passers-by
In 1989, my son fell down his arm, and Chai Lingxiu rode his bike to carry his son over. At that time, his son had grown taller, and his voice changed unknowingly, but even his personality was a good thing or a bad thing.
Mom, Yang Shuxiang called out and stammered: Have you ever had that kind of experience...
Which one?
It's just that I can't go up or down, anyway, I can't say it's so good, what does that feel like...
I wonder what you said, I will sue you, just lie down and rest and sweat. Also, be honest in the next few days, don't shake your hands when crossing the street from the street, Chai Lingxiu said this
Looking back, she also said this five years ago: Mom is also impulsive at your age. If you are not impulsive, you are not a young man, right? The old words were put forward again, and Yang Shuxiang raised her head.
The sky is still the same sky, it is still so blue, everything is still changing, but it is the most real at this moment, making him feel that he is not a lonely person
What if the hand is broken? The tone of this sentence has no meaning of complaining, just like the scene from many years ago: Doesn’t it hurt? There is still something that doesn’t hurt? Yang Shuxiang grinned and said
At that time, his heart was ups and downs. He was shocked and hit the punch. Although he hit the stone with an egg, he showed his mentality.
At this time, he rubbed his left hand and hugged Chai Lingxiu tightly with his right hand. Almost almost carried her body into his arms, making Chai Lingxiu lightly: Mom, you are about to let go! Yang Shuxiang had to relax and finally couldn't hold back her fart and grunt, put her head close to Chai Lingxiu's back, and called Mom, rolling the Adam's apple to let the air flow: I'll drink some wine at noon
Drinking fart, and drinking with a hand hurt? While not agreeing, Chai Lingxiu shook her head
The wind blew across her cheeks, and her hair flowed and showed off her face: You are stupid! You don't know how to feel sorry for your mother at all! It can be seen that her heart was not completely at ease, and the person sitting behind her was actually the same, otherwise, she would not have done a series of abnormal things.
After the New Year greetings were gone, it was almost noon, so the old couple simply heated up the leftovers.
After the little sister came back, she heard from her that her grandson was nothing serious. Li Ping and Yang Tingsong finally felt at ease. Then Yang Tingsong heated up the pear soup prepared in advance and sent it to the front yard in person.
Seeing the little sister turning on the fire and going down the stove, Li Ping hurriedly asked: Xiang'er didn't say he wanted to eat something? Chai Lingxiu shook her head: He said he had no appetite, I thought about putting a bowl of noodles for him and getting his daughter-in-law. When the noodles were put into the pot, Li Ping put her hands on her waist, recalling the scenes that happened in the morning. Her face was sad and mixed with a hint of anger, and she muttered: What nerves did Xiaowei? She was about to go to the front yard to check it out, but Chai Lingxiu called out: Mom, is my dad just going to the front yard? Don't worry. The more my daughter-in-law said this, the less at ease Li Ping felt. Until the hot noodles were out of the pot and served in the bowl, her heart had already flown to the front yard.
Xiang'er is asleep? When she saw the old man, Li Ping also saw her grandson lying in the bed
Yang Tingsong shook his head, pointed to the bowl of pear soup, and whispered: I just drank two sips and stopped drinking. Xiang'er, how can you sleep with an empty stomach? Sitting at the head of the bed, Li Ping pushed her grandson with her hand, then turned around and took the bowl of eggs from her daughter-in-law.
Seeing this, Chai Lingxiu smiled at her mother-in-law and said: How could she have such a delicate body! She shouted at her son again: Xiang'er, your grandparents are here!
Yang Shuxiang said yes, and knew that she had done a little too much, so she got up and put the pillow on her chest.
Li Ping waved her hand to Chai Lingxiu and leaned over to look at Yang Shuxiang: After eating the noodles, she would be cured of sweating so hot!
At this time, Yang Tingsong pulled his wife's clothes and turned his head out to show
Li Ping looked at her wife, then at her daughter-in-law
Chai Lingxiu helped Li Ping stand up: Mom, I'm here, you and my dad will introduce you to dinner!
You are also introduced when you look back! Li Ping finished talking to Chai Lingxiu, and hurriedly reminded Yang Shuxiang: You can eat it while it's hot! Yang Tingsong pointed to the pear soup on the table and muttered: Xiang'er, turned around and drank it. The old couple turned around and left. When they reached the main hall, Yang Tingsong touched his wife's arm with his hand and said: Why haven't Yunli come over yet? There is a ki coming from the other side of the house? He didn't know that the sound of a sharp arrow had already teased the bowstring and shot out. In an instant, a sound came from the inner room.
Seeing the chopsticks in Yang Shuxiang's hand fall to the ground, and then he drooped his head. The sun stretched out his arms and leaned his hands in from the window, afraid that he would freeze it and cover the child with a thick quilt. It had never seen Yang Shuxiang's mouth silence on this day, and he was not happy to see him with a heavy and unhappy look.
However, things in the world were unpredictable. Li Ping said nothing and Yang Shuxiang didn't hear a word. Yue Buqun's three unreasonable words jumped out of his heart. His heart was empty for a moment, and even the noodles in the soup bowl became entangled.
Let's go, the driver is here, and you will take you to the hospital for a look. Yang Gang signaled to Yang Shuxiang, then turned to look at Chen Xiujuan, pointing to the things she was holding: I wish you a New Year's greetings, why are you still special? Chen Xiujuan stopped, and the smile on her face became more obvious: Where can I go empty-handed when I visit?
After saying hello to the driver, Yang Gang told the other party to wait for him first in the car outside, and then turned to the mirror. While tidying up his coat, he said to the person in the mirror: Don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, Xinmin will come back in the afternoon. At this moment, Chen Xiujuan came forward and put the wine and tea on the table: Please, brother, you have to worry. She said with a little embarrassed, but she was a businessman. After a little shaking, she had nothing to say to ask Yang Shuxiang: Did you sleep late yesterday? Out of politeness, Yang Shuxiang responded with a smile: Yes, you should go and have something to do. Yang Gang looked at Chen Xiujuan and pointed at Yang Shuxiang with his finger: Look, my nephew is still so polite to me? Yang Shuxiang shook his head: I'm really fine!
This is Jia Qiuyue's second time to come to Yang Shuxiang's house. Unlike the first time, she did not leave immediately, but followed her mother and agreed: Uncle Yang, please take the things away. Her eyebrows and eyes were seventy-sixth of the same as her mother. She looked at Yang Shuxiang when she spoke.
Yang Shuxiang was still smiling and pointed to the chair beside her and greeted her: Don't stand Ah, sit down
I came from the backyard, look at this... Pay attention to the change in Yang Gang's expression. Although I didn't see the reason, Chen Xiujuan knew that since they spoke, it was probably a must-have since they had spoken.
She opened her mouth carefully, and rubbed her hands while smiling, knowing that she would inevitably be suspicious of using people to move forward when she did this, and also knowing that the things she brought might not be disliked, but there was no way, otherwise she would not have made such a solution.
Yang Gang saw Chen Xiujuan's embarrassment. He thought for a moment and quickly took out the liquor from his net pocket with a smile: Is the wine good? He handed the tea can back again: Tobacco and alcohol are not separated, I have accepted this, I think you should take the tea back! No way! Seeing that Yang Gang only left the liquor, Chen Xiujuan hurriedly stopped it, pushing and looking at her face: There is no reason to take it back... I don't think it will delay you. She backed down and gave her a look at her daughter.
Jia Qiuyue understood it and also spoke up when she followed her mother to the outside of the house: Mr. Yang, don’t be polite! The more you are familiar with, you look as enthusiastic as you are.
As an outsider in the bureau, Chen Xiujuan and his daughter's facial expressions and their words and behaviors fell into Yang Shuxiang's eyes. The subtle changes can even be associated with the ripples generated by the water when they pierced or fought against waves. They felt so clearly that if they were not in the scene, you would not know what the situation was underwater that seemed calm but was actually undercurrents, and you would not guess what the person who looked bright on the surface looked like.
As the saying goes, people have more than a hundred kinds of things, and people have more than ten thousand.
Of course, there is no right or wrong in taking the initiative to pursue happiness or taking any measures to achieve your goal. People must constantly adapt to the development of society while they are alive, but her philanthropic face is fully exposed at this time, and Yang Shuxiang saw it clearly
Hypocrisy! Inexplicably, Yang Shuxiang felt this sentence in her heart, and then a fake word appeared in her mind.
Among the three affair scenes that Yang Shuxiang accidentally saw, Chen Xiujuan was the second person to appear.
Now, he could still recall every small movement he saw outside the suite, including those conversations, but the passionate scenes did not flash in his mind. Only these words popped up from his heart without warning, and then there was a shadow in front of him. A person he should call the other party his father. Here, he hated that person more and more
The story hidden behind every window flower must have its own reasons, but Yang Shuxiang cannot understand why the misunderstanding of the father-in-law and daughter-in-law is caused by (it should be said that it is the exclusive psychology of a man after being allowed)
In his heart, those sacred purity and past beauty have become no longer indestructible, and even the whole family is shaky, like a disintegrating country that has fallen apart
Lowering his head, Yang Shuxiang looked at his fist. The pain made him numb and at the same time made him furious.
Because he knew that he could not stop anyone in this family and had no right to interfere with anyone. Even if he was suspected of being exploited, he could not be angry, so he cursed silently: What kind of dick thing!
No matter how much the trauma in the mind is, it cannot be healed in an instant. It seems that this is destined to be inevitable.
Afterwards, Yang Shuxiang refused Yang Gang's kindness and got into the quilt again. He covered the quilt tightly. When he tossed and turned, was the words he scolded in his heart like a dick thing? It seemed to become insignificant. While waiting for Chai Lingxiu's return, he began to wander again with melancholy thoughts...
I have finished paying attention to this point in previous years, but at this time, Yang Shuxiang was missing, and suddenly there was no one else. I felt that the atmosphere was different. Chu Yanyan has been talking about this several times.
After sitting in the room for a while, Ma Xiuqin couldn't calm down and started to mutter: Is the fragrance better?
After taking the medicine, I will take him to Dr. Wang to take a look. Chai Lingxiu didn't want to have any trouble, so she avoided the important things and said a few casually.
After being evaded, Ma Xiuqin looked at Chu Yanyan. Chu Yanyan was not a merciless person, and she never looked at the shadow of the child. She said a few words to Chai Lingxiu with her big belly: After a while? She couldn't see a shadow for a long time. You said, why did Xiang'er get sick for no reason? She asked this, but Chai Lingxiu was still confused. How could she know the reason: You asked me? He picked up his coat and rolled his eyes: I was still thinking about whom I was asking. Wave to the two sisters and walked out of the inner room door. When she saw Feng Ju, she said um, and smiled at Feng Ju: Auntie, I will introduce it first.
What Chai Lingxiu unexpectedly was that when she got home, her son was churning the drawers in her room. The kang was messy, all of which were photo albums and manuals. I don’t know what he was looking for.
Did you test your body temperature again? Frowning, Chai Lingxiu walked forward
Ah, caught by his mother, Yang Shuxiang Ah said, subconsciously closed the drawer, and even forgot his injured left hand. When asked if he had tried his temperature again, he became speechless for a moment.
Outside the door, the raging wind was blowing constantly, and it was aimlessly pouring from all directions.
At this moment, Chai Lingxiu had already changed into a dress. She covered her pink sports-style velvet coat, which looked much lighter and became playful.
When I stepped on my sneakers, Chai Lingxiu was even more flexible, so that she could steadily hunch her son behind her while riding.
Yang Shuxiang was also wrapped tightly. He sat in the back seat of the car. After his mother got into the car, he hugged Chai Lingxiu's waist tightly and pressed his face against her, muttering in his mouth, as if complaining that spring is not just as warm as spring.
Looking at his son's pretty pity, Chai Lingxiu couldn't help but sigh: No matter how aggrieved you are, you can't be stupid! When Yang Shuxiang heard Chai Lingxiu say this, he pressed his face against her Fenghua's stretched back and forth, closed his eyes, and while walking, he hugged her waist with his right hand, so the seventeen-year-old boy's face became comfortable and he suddenly returned to his childhood.
When he was a child, Yang Shuxiang liked to snuggle on his mother like this. Even if he was sweating profusely during the dog days, as long as he plunged into his mother's arms, the world would no longer be noisy. He could use this to cool off for the summer and calm down to count the stars in the sky.
He likes this, likes to snuggle in this way, and the baby who is shaped like a breastfeed makes a slap, then uses his tender hands to lift off his mother's clothes, and can't wait to lock her breasts tightly
Wandering in the warm embrace of the mother's body, perhaps this is an innate instinct that humans are born with. In his opinion, there is nothing strange, but even if it is ordinary, it will never be shared with a second person.
He started to be fooled with your mother! Knowing that his son was full of worries but couldn't tell the reason, Chai Lingxiu said again: I can't stand the slightest grievance, how can I walk in society in the future? I have never seen my son be so honest, and I'm too far. She couldn't help but feel complicated along the way, but that annoying guy didn't say a word, wasn't you angry: Are you talking to your mother?
A world of black and white mountains and waters, Yang Shuxiang stepped onto the pier in one step. He looked up at the blue sky, expressing his feelings and waved to the woman on the boat
The woman seemed to say something, but she seemed to say nothing. The smile on her face slowly stretched out, and it was smooth in this landscape, like a phoenix fairy and a water lily, imprinted little by little in Yang Shuxiang's mind
What does that feel like?
serene?
Soothe?
The wildness that inspires men to conquer the world...
Did you listen to me? After a long time no response, Chai Lingxiu leaned back, and then Yang Shuxiang subconsciously hugged her waist and said Ah
What are you thinking in your mind? It's so damn! Chai Lingxiu thought she was broken, but she couldn't do anything. Who said he was his son: Not everything can fulfill your wishes, do you know? Your mother has also suffered grievances and was scolded
That's different! He suddenly heard that his mother had this experience and became angry from his heart. Yang Shuxiang choked and yelled: Why should they scold you? Why?
Look, are you anxious again? How many times have you told you, and you can't lose a piece of meat when you scold me, so let them talk, and they will tear their mouths one by one?! Finally, I listened to Yin'er and smacked the meaning of my son's words. Chai Lingxiu warned: What's different? The words are rough or not, the principles are the same! Yang Shuxiang stopped talking again now
In fact, he can't blame him completely if he makes trouble. If he hadn't had anything to do with Chen Xiujuan, he wouldn't bother with him. However, he had an indescribable relationship with him, and this relationship was extremely special. What could he do if he was a mute manure?
Do you still have to yell around the world, saying that xxx will shake off the family scandal without missing a single word?
Obviously, Yang Shuxiang would not do this!
I felt a little sad, and shrank my neck. Yang Shuxiang whispered, "Mom," and used her right hand to wrap around Chai Lingxiu's waist, as if she had lost her if she didn't do this.
How many times have you told me, please let me magnify my heart...
The houses and trees on both sides hugged each other tightly. They knew that the woman was communicating with her son using her way of dealing with the world, so they also raised their ears as much as possible, and unknowingly moved closer to the mother and son, wanting to listen to the whisper, and even let a few words from the side so that the mother and the two can talk to the fullest.
Walking into the yard, Chai Lingxiu greeted the house first
When Doctor Wang saw that it was Chai Lingxiu, he smiled and welcomed the mother and son in.
What's wrong with this young man? After giving up the seat, Dr. Wang called Yang Shuxiang to his side
Chai Lingxiu briefly told Dr. Wang about the situation, and told him the temperature he had tried when his son came.
Dr. Wang took out the stethoscope and asked Yang Shuxiang to open his mouth twice. After the examination, he smiled and said: Nothing big is going to happen. Haven’t you taken the medicine? It’s better to sweat after one injection. He knew that Yang Shuxiang was a young man, so he gave him a fever-reducing injection. After that, he stroked his hand bones and let Yang Shuxiang clench his fists back and forth: If he doesn’t come, he won’t come. Once he comes, he must be injured. He climbed up the ladder again? Yang Shuxiang didn’t smile anymore. He grabbed his fists from there without saying a word, but he became peaceful.
Didn't he hurt his bones? Seeing Dr. Wang checking his son's injuries from there, Chai Lingxiu asked. Seeing that her son didn't say a word, she pushed Yang Shuxiang's shoulder: Why don't you tell me about it? Mr. Wang! The old doctor let go of Yang Shuxiang's hand and pointed at him and said with a smile: This is exactly the age of Tao, and there is no bump? The first sentence was even more suitable for Yang Shuxiang's heart, and the next sentence was joking. I continued to do this next time, and I can't stand it! Yang Shuxiang bared her teeth
Chai Lingxiu also laughed: It would be great if I remember it!
Nothing big deal! After talking to Chai Lingxiu here, Dr. Wang got up and took out a bottle from the cabinet. He made some paste from it and smeared Yang Shuxiang on the back of his hand: I think this thing is specially prepared for you. After applying it, he wrapped his hands with gauze for Yang Shuxiang. Finally, he still teased the young man: Reply and rest well, Ah, let's calm down for two weeks. Yang Shuxiang opened his mouth and said: Two weeks?
Depending on the situation, Chai Lingxiu put her scarf around her son's neck: What are you? It's all about the New Year that you are just troubled by Mr. Wang! He covered his hat on his head again
OK! There is no delay in your play for a week, hurry up and eat meat recipe! Dr. Wang patted Yang Shuxiang's butt, and smiled at Chai Lingxiu and gestured: Looking at his body, he shook his head and was half taller.
This is a trouble for you, my brother! Chai Lingxiu and Dr. Wang have a few polite words!
Doctor Wang waved his hand and said with a smile: Who is not a ill yet? Walking out of Doctor Wang's house, Yang Shuxiang turned around and glanced at the mother who was talking to Doctor Wang in the yard. When she smiled, she was a little stunned for a moment. It was not until she stabbed her body that she realized that it was time to go home.
Chai Lingxiu got into the car, and Yang Shuxiang also took advantage of the situation to split her legs and sat in the back seat.
He hugged his mother's waist with his right hand, then pressed his face on her back, and asked for no reason: Mom, where did I sleep when Qin Niang brought him?
Seeing that his son took the initiative to speak, Chai Lingxiu closed her hair and did not respond immediately
Go to the backyard to sleep? After talking to himself, Yang Shuxiang raised her head again: I won't go! Then, the conversation opened: Either I will sleep from the east room with you, or I frowned like a stuck-up. He thought about the matter of Huanzhang going to my grandma's house after building a house, and shouted: Or I will go to my grandma's house.
It's not that there's no place to sleep at home
Then where will I sleep when he comes back?
Where can't you sleep? Your mother still lets you sleep on the street? As soon as she finished talking to her son, Chai Lingxiu greeted passers-by
In 1989, my son fell down his arm, and Chai Lingxiu rode his bike to carry his son over. At that time, his son had grown taller, and his voice changed unknowingly, but even his personality was a good thing or a bad thing.
Mom, Yang Shuxiang called out and stammered: Have you ever had that kind of experience...
Which one?
It's just that I can't go up or down, anyway, I can't say it's so good, what does that feel like...
I wonder what you said, I will sue you, just lie down and rest and sweat. Also, be honest in the next few days, don't shake your hands when crossing the street from the street, Chai Lingxiu said this
Looking back, she also said this five years ago: Mom is also impulsive at your age. If you are not impulsive, you are not a young man, right? The old words were put forward again, and Yang Shuxiang raised her head.
The sky is still the same sky, it is still so blue, everything is still changing, but it is the most real at this moment, making him feel that he is not a lonely person
What if the hand is broken? The tone of this sentence has no meaning of complaining, just like the scene from many years ago: Doesn’t it hurt? There is still something that doesn’t hurt? Yang Shuxiang grinned and said
At that time, his heart was ups and downs. He was shocked and hit the punch. Although he hit the stone with an egg, he showed his mentality.
At this time, he rubbed his left hand and hugged Chai Lingxiu tightly with his right hand. Almost almost carried her body into his arms, making Chai Lingxiu lightly: Mom, you are about to let go! Yang Shuxiang had to relax and finally couldn't hold back her fart and grunt, put her head close to Chai Lingxiu's back, and called Mom, rolling the Adam's apple to let the air flow: I'll drink some wine at noon
Drinking fart, and drinking with a hand hurt? While not agreeing, Chai Lingxiu shook her head
The wind blew across her cheeks, and her hair flowed and showed off her face: You are stupid! You don't know how to feel sorry for your mother at all! It can be seen that her heart was not completely at ease, and the person sitting behind her was actually the same, otherwise, she would not have done a series of abnormal things.
After the New Year greetings were gone, it was almost noon, so the old couple simply heated up the leftovers.
After the little sister came back, she heard from her that her grandson was nothing serious. Li Ping and Yang Tingsong finally felt at ease. Then Yang Tingsong heated up the pear soup prepared in advance and sent it to the front yard in person.
Seeing the little sister turning on the fire and going down the stove, Li Ping hurriedly asked: Xiang'er didn't say he wanted to eat something? Chai Lingxiu shook her head: He said he had no appetite, I thought about putting a bowl of noodles for him and getting his daughter-in-law. When the noodles were put into the pot, Li Ping put her hands on her waist, recalling the scenes that happened in the morning. Her face was sad and mixed with a hint of anger, and she muttered: What nerves did Xiaowei? She was about to go to the front yard to check it out, but Chai Lingxiu called out: Mom, is my dad just going to the front yard? Don't worry. The more my daughter-in-law said this, the less at ease Li Ping felt. Until the hot noodles were out of the pot and served in the bowl, her heart had already flown to the front yard.
Xiang'er is asleep? When she saw the old man, Li Ping also saw her grandson lying in the bed
Yang Tingsong shook his head, pointed to the bowl of pear soup, and whispered: I just drank two sips and stopped drinking. Xiang'er, how can you sleep with an empty stomach? Sitting at the head of the bed, Li Ping pushed her grandson with her hand, then turned around and took the bowl of eggs from her daughter-in-law.
Seeing this, Chai Lingxiu smiled at her mother-in-law and said: How could she have such a delicate body! She shouted at her son again: Xiang'er, your grandparents are here!
Yang Shuxiang said yes, and knew that she had done a little too much, so she got up and put the pillow on her chest.
Li Ping waved her hand to Chai Lingxiu and leaned over to look at Yang Shuxiang: After eating the noodles, she would be cured of sweating so hot!
At this time, Yang Tingsong pulled his wife's clothes and turned his head out to show
Li Ping looked at her wife, then at her daughter-in-law
Chai Lingxiu helped Li Ping stand up: Mom, I'm here, you and my dad will introduce you to dinner!
You are also introduced when you look back! Li Ping finished talking to Chai Lingxiu, and hurriedly reminded Yang Shuxiang: You can eat it while it's hot! Yang Tingsong pointed to the pear soup on the table and muttered: Xiang'er, turned around and drank it. The old couple turned around and left. When they reached the main hall, Yang Tingsong touched his wife's arm with his hand and said: Why haven't Yunli come over yet? There is a ki coming from the other side of the house? He didn't know that the sound of a sharp arrow had already teased the bowstring and shot out. In an instant, a sound came from the inner room.
Seeing the chopsticks in Yang Shuxiang's hand fall to the ground, and then he drooped his head. The sun stretched out his arms and leaned his hands in from the window, afraid that he would freeze it and cover the child with a thick quilt. It had never seen Yang Shuxiang's mouth silence on this day, and he was not happy to see him with a heavy and unhappy look.
However, things in the world were unpredictable. Li Ping said nothing and Yang Shuxiang didn't hear a word. Yue Buqun's three unreasonable words jumped out of his heart. His heart was empty for a moment, and even the noodles in the soup bowl became entangled.
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