Until Xiao Meng's hair is dried, Zhuang long never burns Xiao Meng.
"All right." Zhuang long bent down to draw the plug.
Xiaomeng touched her dry hair, laughed and said, "Xiaobao is still so sensible. It's great."
Zhuang long was stunned.
He stood in place with a hair dryer and did not move.
Xiaomeng looked back at him suspiciously. Seeing that he seemed to be meditating, she gently asked, "what's the matter with you, Xiaobao?"
Zhuang long asked, "did you call me Xiaobao before?"
Now, it's Xiaomeng's turn to be surprised.
"Yes, have you forgotten?" Xiaomeng couldn't laugh, and her face was full of sadness“ You don't remember... "
This is not the most surprising thing for Xiaomeng, there are more surprising things for her. Zhuang long said, "I don't remember." When he saw Xiaomeng open his eyes, he couldn't bear it, but he told Xiaomeng the truth honestly, "I don't remember many things, about you, about Dad, about our family."
Zhuang long has something in his heart and doesn't notice it. When he mentions his father, Xiao Meng's eyes are flustered.
"Sorry, I forgot you." Zhuang long always thought that his mother had died. In his memory, his parents had indeed died. That's why he was so surprised when he got a call from the prison last night. With that, Zhuang long looks down at Xiaomeng's expression.
However, Xiaomeng seemed to be relieved.
Zhuang long was surprised.
How could she react like that?
"Ding Dong"
When the doorbell rings, Zhuang long puts down his hair dryer, opens his cat's eye and sees the waiter pushing the dining car. He opened the door and gave the waiter a tip. When he left everything, he said to Xiaomeng, "make do with it first, and we'll go out in the evening."
Xiaomeng smiles and says, "that's good."
At dinner time, mother and son still did not talk too much.
After dinner, Xiaomeng was a little sleepy. According to the living habits in prison, it's time to take a nap. Xiaomeng is very sorry. She wants to spend more time with her children, but as she gets older, and her biological clock makes her sleepy.
Zhuang long couldn't bear to see it, so he planned to take her to bed.
Just next to Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng suddenly wakes up.
Seeing that it was Zhuang long, she was at ease again.
Seeing her awake, Zhuang long didn't hold her.
"Go to bed." Zhuang long said.
Xiao Meng got up and said, "I have to sleep for a while at noon. It won't be long. I'll be fine in half an hour."
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter to sleep more."
After Xiao Meng went back to her room to have a rest, Zhuang long lay down on the sofa. He turned on his mobile phone, logged in OK, and saw that he had hundreds of group messages that he didn't read. He entered the group, looked through the news records on the Internet and found that everyone was talking about him.
Now we all know that Zhuang long, who has always claimed to be an orphan, has a living mother.
We are all good friends. They all talk about Zhuang long and his mother in the group. Susanna is curious about what crime Zhuang Long's mother committed and has been sentenced for so many years. Zhuang long and yannuo are concerned about another problem: why does Zhuang long not remember his mother!
After a long discussion, there was no result.
After thinking about it, Zhuang long made a sound in the group.
Zhuang long: [now I'm in San Francisco. I'm in a very complicated mood. When I see her, I can't recognize her. She was 59 years old, 28 years in prison, and she should have been very young at that time. I don't remember her name, her face. I didn't know until this morning that her name was Xiaomeng and she had a very gentle name. Only at noon did I know that she looked good in a skirt. I vaguely remembered something. Maybe when I was very young, she always liked to wear a blue skirt. She stood in the kitchen and asked me what I had for lunch...]
After Zhuang long sent this short message, the whole person was in a boiling mood.
In the group, everyone came out and didn't know what to say. Susanna gave a hug.
Fang Yusheng said: "you are better than me. I always thought I was Fang pingjue's son, but I turned out to be someone else's child. To be honest, I was very muddled in those days. Looking back, I still feel ridiculous
Yannuo: [when I found out the truth about my mother's death in those years, I also felt ridiculous
Ji Yinbing: [so I know that I suddenly have a half brother, but I'm the most normal one.]
Finding that everyone's life is a mess, Zhuang long gets a little comfort from it.
He wrote: "I also know that she likes to call me Xiaobao."
Yan Nuo: Zhuang Xiaobao
An: Xiaobao
Ji Yinbing: Xiaobao
Susannah: honey, don't feel bad
Zhuang Long's sad mood was ridiculed by these bad friends.
Zhuang long: OK, I'm in a better mood. Thank you
The crowd was silent.
Zhuang long quits the ok software and opens another social software. He stares at Xiaoli's Avatar for a long time. He especially wanted to ask Xiaoli if she had known about Xiaomeng for a long time, but he didn't dare to ask. He was afraid that Xiaoli had more things to hide from him.
He only sent a message to Zhuang Qilin: "I'll be back tomorrow."
Zhuang Qilin quickly replied: "what grandma likes to eat, I ask the cook to prepare it."
Zhuang long doesn't know.
When Xiaomeng wakes up, Zhuang long pretends to ask about Xiaomeng's eating habits unintentionally, because he wants to know about her past. Xiaomeng laughs very gently, and doesn't think much about it, so she says frankly, "I especially like spicy crayfish. When I was a child, I always did it. We ate it together. You don't like pepper, but you like the spicy taste."
Zhuang long wrote it down and asked, "what else?"
"I don't have anything special, but I remember you like fried pumpkin balls and celery very much. Your favorite food is fried small intestine with celery."
Zhuang long felt worried after hearing this.
She remembered his hobby. What about her own?
Zhuang long said something in a dull voice,
Are mothers like this?
In the afternoon, Zhuang long takes Xiaomeng shopping. Xiaomeng hasn't been out of prison for too many years, and she seems to be formal everywhere. She can't tell what the current trend is, so she lets Zhuang long buy some for her. Found that those clothes are particularly expensive, Xiaomeng some uneasy, "spent so much money, too expensive."
Zhuang long asked, "what was the living condition of our family before?"
Xiaomeng said, "it's OK. I don't have to worry about food and clothing. I'm not rich. I sometimes buy one or two luxury things, but I don't spend money like you do." When she said this, she thought of something and asked Zhuang long, "Xiaobao, are you married? It's more expensive after marriage, so we can't spend money indiscriminately. "
Zhuang long