Chapter 397： You're blaming mom, aren't you?

Chapter 397 Are you blaming your mother?

Most of the messages are attention reminders, and a few private chats that praise her for cooking well and want to learn from her.

One of the private chats caught Su Zhi's attention.

The other party claimed to be the person in charge of a certain restaurant, and said that the video she recorded of celery and beef dumplings hit a dish in the restaurant, and hoped that she would delete the video, and the other party was willing to pay a certain amount of compensation.

Su Zhi ignored the other party and directly deleted the message.

Then she looked through the comments and deleted some malicious comments.

Soon, she found an ID named "Brother Lu", who liked and commented on each of her videos.

—My brother likes this dish, and it is well received.

—Today, the chef in the restaurant fried the beef too old, which is not as delicious as yours.

—This is the first time I know that eggplant can also be served cold, so I will try it next time.

and so on, as many as dozens.

Familiar ID, familiar tone, it is hard not to guess the identity of the other party.

Su Zhi subconsciously clicked on the man's Douyin account. Except for his nickname, he didn't have any information, and even his avatar came with the system.

After a pause, she casually clicked on Follow.

In the ward.

Mao Xiaoling was lying on the bed and sleeping, and the nanny was sitting next to the bed and reading a magazine.

When Su Lexuan entered, the nanny looked at him in surprise, "Who are you looking for?"

Glancing at Mao Xiaoling who was still sound asleep, Su Lexuan walked forward slowly, and put the heavy fruit basket on the bedside table with great effort.

Mao Xiaoling was awakened by the noise, opened her eyes, saw her son standing by the bed, and thought it was a dream.

"Xiaoxuan? You, why are you here?"

Su Lexuan stared at her with clear black and white eyes, "I heard from my father that you were injured, so let's come and see you."

Mao Xiaoling had just had a miscarriage, and when she was mentally fragile, her son's simple words made the circles of her eyes turn red instantly.

"Xiaoxuan..."

The nanny realized something, and quickly moved the stool under Su Lexuan, "Xiaoxuan, you sit down."

Mao Xiaoling lowered her head and wiped her tears, "Xiaoxuan, sit down and talk."

Su Lexuan sat down on the stool in silence.

Mao Xiaoling took a look at her son, and suddenly realized something, "Xiaoxuan, what's the matter with your hair?"

Su Lexuan used to have sutures on the back of his head, and his hair was shaved. Although it has grown back, it is very short and does not fit well with other parts.

Although Su Zhi bought him a peaked cap for him to wear when he went out to cover it up, but if you look carefully, you can still see it.

Mao Xiaoling was used to her son's silence, so she asked the nanny to take off his hat.

"Oh, what a long scar!" The nanny exclaimed.

Mao Xiaoling struggled to sit up from the bed, pulled her son in front of her, and took a look at his head.

"What happened? When did you get hurt?"

Su Lexuan took the hat from the nanny and put it on, "It's been more than a week."

At this time, Mao Xiaoling was still emotionally sensitive. Seeing her son's alienation and indifference, she couldn't help feeling sad for a while.

"why did not you tell me?"

Su Lexuan raised his dark eyeballs, "Didn't you tell me not to contact you?"

Mao Xiaoling was at a loss for words.

After that, neither mother nor son spoke, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

The nanny wisely found an excuse to leave.

As soon as the nanny left, Mao Xiaoling couldn't help crying, "Xiaoxuan, are you blaming mom?"

Seeing that her son was silent, Mao Xiaoling's tears fell even more fiercely, "I can't help it, even if I want to bring you here, your father will not agree, besides, your Uncle Qiao won't accommodate you, so even if I forcefully bring you It won't do you any good if you bring it with you."

(end of this chapter)