They all took the same plane to get off the plane, and they all took the same route to the hospital. Naturally, the arrival time was almost the same.
When Bo Xiushen was paying the bill, the five people in the hall had stood on both sides in silence, making a clear distinction.
After a while, it was Liang Xiaoyi who spoke first.
Liang Xiaoyi took Chunjin's clothes by the corner and murmured in a small voice: "Auntie Chunjin, don't blame sister Xiaobao. I have to come."
Chunjin glared at him, then looked at Xiao Bao, and said in a cold voice, "you have become more and more daring recently. You dare to fly with Xiaoyi! I don't think you want to do it! "
Xiao Bao buried his head in fear. When he got off at the gate of the hospital just now, they were found by sister Chunjin, a taxi behind them. Then they were scolded all the way to the elevator door. If Mr. Bo hadn't come out of the elevator suddenly, sister Chunjin would have continued to scold.
But it's not bad. She's scolding now.
Xiaobao knew that he had done something wrong, but he didn't dare to talk back, so he accepted it in silence.
Spring Viola scolded for a while, feeling that the two old people nearby were looking at themselves, but also a little embarrassed to scold again. She reached out to point Xiaobao's forehead and said, "deduction of wages! Half of it, I'll see if you dare! "
Xiaobao did not dare to resist, but she was glad to think that she had two salaries, and she could still live.
Liang Xiaoyi saw that Chunjin didn't scold him, so he pulled Xiaobao's clothes and asked her to squat down.
After Xiaobao squatted down, Liang Xiaoyi said in Xiaobao's ear: "sister Xiaobao, I supply you. My lucky money last year has not been used."
Xiaobao smiles, reaches out to touch Xiaoyi's head and says, "no need." Then she glanced at Chunjin with fear, and then approached Xiaoyi's ear and said in a very low but firm voice, "sister Xiaobao is rich!"
Liang Xiaoyi looks at her unknowingly.
Xiao Bao is also very proud, his neck is high.
But when she turned her head and looked at the danger of Shangchun Viola, she counseled again and quickly lowered her head again.
The interaction of the three of them is in the eyes of Bo Kangyong and Yu Sulan.
Bo Kang's eyes are complicated.
Yu Sulan did not know, so she quietly asked her husband, "is this child also coming to see Xiaoxiu? How did he know Xiao Xiu was in this hospital? What's more, why does he care so much about Xiao Xiu
Bo Kang pursed his lips and didn't speak. He also wanted to know.
Yu Sulan felt more and more wrong. She scratched her ear and asked her husband, "which child is he affiliated with? Has Xiao Xiu been very close to those collateral departments recently? Didn't he dislike those people
“……” Bo Kangyong couldn't answer at all.
Seeing that her husband couldn't make a fart for a long time, Yu Su LAN simply bent down and looked at the little boy carrying the little yellow duck bag and asked, "little friend, can you tell Grandma your name?"
Liang Xiaoyi was summoned to look back. He had seen the live broadcast in the car just now. He knew that his mother was no longer in danger of life. Therefore, he settled down in his mind. He was not as indifferent and distant as before. He also recovered his polite and sensible attitude towards adults' questions.
He knew this grandmother. He and the two grandparents were sitting next to each other on the plane before.
So he said, "Hello, grandma. My name is Liang Xiaoyi."
Yu Sulan felt that he was quite good and touched his hair, but because he was not a child of his own family, his enthusiasm was limited, so he said, "his surname is Liang."
He got up again and quietly asked her husband, "do we have any relatives surnamed liang?"
Bo Kangyong frowns tightly when he hears his surname Liang.
Surname Liang, Liang qiange is not the surname Liang.
But it should be that he is too sensitive. Recently, he often accompanies his wife to watch live broadcast. He used to not powder Liang qiange, but now when it comes to Liang, he gives priority to her.
But Yu Sulan didn't think of this. She was still sifting through the collateral relations with the Bo family, and finally murmured, "is your third brother's wife's family surnamed liang?"? Is it your third brother's? "
Bo Kang said with a straight face, "the family name is Chen."
Yu Sulan even Qi Ru do not know, naturally do not know other, she scratched her chin and said: "which family is that?"
Yu Sulan thought for a moment, then bent down again and asked Liang Xiaoyi kindly, "little friend, can you tell Grandma what your father's name is?"
Liang Xiaoyi looked at the grandmother who seemed to be very gossipy and said, "I don't have a father."
Bo Xiushen came over after paying the fee and heard this sentence: "I'm sorry."
Yu Sulan was surprised: "no, no dad?"
"Mom." Bo Xiushen interrupted his mother's question, touched Liang Xiaoyi's forehead and said, "go up."
Yu Sulan saw her son come over, and it was not easy to inquire again. At the same time, her appearance became cramped.
In fact, in the face of Bo Xiushen, Yu Sulan has always been very cramped. The youngest son has been independent since childhood. He does not rely on his parents very much. Yu Sulan has always been afraid of him.Six people enter the elevator together, but the atmosphere in the elevator is somewhat strange.
In fact, Bo Xiushen is not worried that everyone will enter the ward together. In front of outsiders, Xiaoyi will not call qiange mother directly. This is reassuring.
He just didn't expect that his parents would suddenly appear and meet Xiao Yi.
Before he confessed with Liang qiange, he didn't want to tell his parents about the existence of Xiaoyi.
There is a very important problem, he did not want to take the little translator back to Bo's home.
At first, he did think about it, but later, with his understanding of the relationship between qiange and Xiaoyi, the idea was dismissed.
Xiaoyi is the whole of qiange. He can't take him away from qiange. Of course, it's not called robbing. He is the father of Xiaoyi.
However, if the child is brought back to the Bo family, the child will face the so-called "family identification", which he does not allow. He hopes that Xiaoyi will always follow the surname of qiange.
Xiaoyi was born by qiange himself and brought up independently. As a person who appeared five years late, he was not qualified to fight for anything, let alone to separate them.
The elevator soon reached the floor and Liang Xiaoyi's watch rang as it passed through the corridor.
He looked at the caller ID with the words "Mom" written on it.
Liang Xiaoyi connected the phone immediately. The voice of his watch was loud.
On the other side of the phone, when all the staff left, Liang qiange, who could talk to his son, made an encouraging voice: "son!"
As soon as the voice dropped, five people were around and looked at Liang Xiaoyi at the same time.
Liang Xiaoyi grabs his face and looks at the front door of the ward with two steps ahead. To him, Bo Kangyong and Yu Sulan, who belong to the category of outsiders, cough and say in a low voice: "that..."
Before he finished, his mother's voice came over the phone again: "Mom miss you so much, do you want to miss Mom? Mom brought the cell phone back! Are you at home now? Let's have a video with you. My mother is hurt. It doesn't hurt if you want to translate it! "
Thin Xiushen reached out and pressed his forehead, and his temple was in pain.
Yu Sulan is still walking forward, she whispered with Bo Kang: "his mother's voice seems a little familiar."
Just finished, they have walked to the door of the ward. In the tiny opening of the ward door, you can see Liang qiange with bandage on the hospital bed, facing the mobile phone on his knee, chattering endlessly: "did you hear what mom said? Little translation? Did you have your meal? What did you eat? Mom hasn't eaten yet. The doctor said that she should avoid eating many things? Why don't you talk duck? Hello, hello? Can you hear me? "
There was a moment of silence at the scene.
Yu Sulan stood outside the ward, looking at the lively, nagging young girl in the ward. After a while, she turned her eyes to her side and looked at the delicate little boy with a watch and a mobile phone in her hands. Her face was confused and her mouth was pursed and she was smiling helplessly.
The whole man fell into a great silence.