Yu qingshallow comes out of the bedroom from packing his bag.

To see her mother already busy in the kitchen, but her father is not anxious to look at the morning news sitting in the sofa.

"Qingshallow, did yushuo say when?"

Seeing her coming out of the room, her mother immediately came out of the kitchen and asked kindly.

Yu qingshallow awkwardly pulled the corners of his mouth and felt a little sorry for his mother. After all, he learned that long yushuo was going to have dinner at home. He had been busy since morning and evening. Now he can't talk to her. How lost.

"Mom... Long yushuo can't come today." Although she knew that her mother would lose, she couldn't help but explain.

"Why can't you come?" Hearing this, my mother immediately walked out of the kitchen with a very shocked expression on her face.

"He has a cold. It's very serious. I'm going to visit him. He said that he would come to make amends when his cold is cured." In order to please my mother, I deliberately said it better.

"Hum, is it a real cold or a fake one?"

No matter what mother said, some big guy in the sofa is not happy, and his nostrils are going up.

"Dad, I just talked to him on the phone. I really have a cold. My voice has changed." Hearing his father's query on long yushuo, Yu qingshallow explained to him at the first time, almost instinctively.

"Well, I can speak even if I hold my throat!" Anyway, he doesn't believe that long yushuo is really sick.

"Dad, he's really sick. He didn't lie!"

When can her father really eliminate the prejudice against long yushuo.

"Come on, come on, don't explain for him. If you don't dare to come, just say you don't dare to come. Find so many excuses and reasons to do something."

Yu Qing is shallow and speechless. What should she do?

When she looked up to the sky and sighed, the understanding mother finally opened her mouth and saved her from the deep water.

"If someone else's children are ill, don't think about them with your simple thoughts. You should go to see yushuo as soon as possible. Do you want to go to the hospital? If you are ill, you can't carry it, do you know?"

Yu qingshallow looked at his mother gratefully. "Mom, I'll go first."

The big guy in the sofa coughed at this time, obviously not willing her to go.

Yu qingshallow's heart and liver trembled. On the one hand, she had her own father, and on the other hand, she wanted to spend the rest of her life with her sweetheart. It was too difficult for her to choose.

"What kind of cough do you have? Don't worry about your father. The old man needs to clean up again!"

Hearing the domineering tone of his mother, Yu qingshallow chuckled and gave his father a look to take care of himself. He ran faster than anyone else by applying oil on the sole of his feet.

"Get used to her!" The big guy angrily throws the TV remote control into the sofa, his face is purple, and strides towards the bedroom.

My mother smiled happily. "I'm old, and I've learned to be jealous. Why didn't I see you eat my vinegar when I was young?"

The big guy who has been lying on the bed is not willing to grumble, "what do you have to make me jealous?"

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when Yu qingshallow ran out of the house, he began to send a wechat to long yushuo, telling him that he would arrive immediately, if there was anything he wanted to eat, he would take it to him.

Long yushuo hears that qingshallow is coming. His dizzy head immediately wakes up and struggles from the quilt. He is ready to clean up.