Chapter 432

Brian thinks he must come. Mingfeng is me

"Bodyguards" have no reason not to come, in view of the current situation, Lao Liu also keeps up with Yin Yijie.

therefore. In the end, a huge team of more than a dozen people drove four or five cars. Few people left.

I took a look at Mingfeng and said with a smile:

"I'm not afraid to be stuck by the fans again?"

Ming Feng raises his eyebrows. Pout your lips. I didn't say anything, but I was still palpitating.

But there's no way. In addition, a large group of people like yuhubing go out in such a manner that they don't say anything. Anyway, they are like this everywhere.

Third floor. Mom's in intensive care. I can't walk a little. It's the elevator. Sometimes the elevator can't walk. It's not very stable. Maybe it's too tired to play for days.

Yin Yijie put his arms around my waist. I gently around, half on him; My left hand is holding my hand. It's rare. It's hot, eh. It's estimated that the elevator is not air-conditioned and stuffy.

Brian himself carried a pile of things and opened his mouth several times. In the end, I didn't say anything.

Maybe you don't need to say anything more. You'll know when you come.

Oh, she's my mother, my mother.

I racked my brains and tried to draw my mother close to the image of my mother depicted in the book. Unfortunately, it took me a long time to achieve nothing today.

But so what? Yin Yijie said, she is my mother after all, I should be filial.

"Can aunt cook?" Brian suddenly asked.

Yeah, I bought a bunch of cookbooks. Don't put them all in the corner.

Shake your head, I don't know.

Will it? No? I don't have a deep impression. What I remember most clearly in my mind - relatively most clearly, that is, she brought all kinds of men home - the home was not big, and then almost under my eyes, I began to study the body and do monotonous things, even if there were some new tricks occasionally, it didn't have any appreciability.

Most of the time, I'm at Grandma's place. I only know that grandma's food is average and delicious.

"When mom is discharged, let's cook for her."

Yin Yijie hugged me and said softly.

I ignored him and told him not to come, but to come.

My mind is full of his purity when he was in the hospital, and the small phone book. It seems that I have to find a chance to destroy the phone book. I don't know if Zhao Yun still has it.

At the beginning, in case it was useful, now it seems that it can't be used. The development of my relationship with Yin Yijie was unexpected, and the development of fan's was unexpected. There are many things that I didn't expect.

After destroying it, Yin Yijie did not know that my father was not the only one in our family who wanted to harm him.

In the ward, an employee was dragging the floor. He was stunned to see us for a moment, and then he left with the sign of the person Brian brought.

Well, all of a sudden, mom is there.

However, this kind of preparation may not be of much practical use in the past year. It's better to follow their steps and then see and face it.

The ward was not small. Yin Yijie helped me to my mother's bedside. Everyone else was far away, and I couldn't care.

Anyway, it seems that I'm the youngest. Other people take care of me.

On the bed, mother closed her eyes, as if she was sleeping.

I have some flowers in my eyes, maybe because of the high humidity. After all, there are many flowers and fruits in the ward, which should be wetter than other air-conditioned rooms.

However, hazy, I saw, compared to mother's more simple dress in court, now, I can hardly recognize it.

Really, if you just let me see a face, I may not be able to confirm.

Of course, mom as like as two peas, no matter how hard I can't recognize it.

Mom, I was born at the age of 19, so this year should be 40.

But, you see, lying in bed, her face is brilliant, her skin is full of wrinkles, her hair is gray, and she doesn't look like forty, but at least fifty. She is well maintained, and sixty is probably a little brighter than her.

She's tired of using inferior cosmetics all the year round and doing that kind of work without paying taxes all the year round. She's almost exhausted.

Maybe I can understand one thing: Bryan says she's hungry for money.

The old man is afraid of death and loves money. Now she is a little old.

Before I knew it, I grew up, and my mother was already old. Moreover, she had an incurable disease: * adenocarcinoma.

My mother's eyes were deeply sunken. She had lost her old style. There was a big word on her left and right faces,

"Vicissitudes" and "vicissitudes."

Old, no matter how much right and wrong in the past, maybe it's time to put it down.

Is this the source of Yin Yijie's filial piety to his family elders?

Er, AI... I don't know what other girls do when they come. I don't know what I should do.

After sitting for a while, my mother didn't wake up. It's really strange. When was she so sleepy? It used to be impossible to meet guests at home.

If you have guests, you will be busy. If you don't have guests, you still can't sleep.

Everyone was very quiet. I wanted to ask her if her illness would lead to this. Just think about it.

My mother suddenly woke up, but I didn't know how to face it.

Let me get used to it. It's good.

Mother's face has a touch of freckles, probably not cleaned up for a long time; Under the thin quilt, is still thin body.

Forty years old is the age of getting fat, I don't know if I should envy... Ha, I finally understand.

Looking at other people's mothers, they would say that it's beautiful to be thinner; It's like a mother seeing someone else's daughter thin and beautiful.

But mother thin daughter will worry; Daughter thin mother will worry, is it, this is the flesh and blood? I can't say I'm worried, but I'm afraid it's suffering from illness.

It seems that I once thought that if I didn't have this mother, maybe no one would point at my nose all day and scold me. But now, although I can't say I love her deeply, I don't want to miss her.

It's so simple. Maybe now I'm not looking forward to seeing her or even getting along with her day and night; But I don't want to miss her.

Even if she is an old enemy, I hope she will live well.

Yin Yijie pressed my shoulder and raised my attention.

Yes, it would be better to have him with me than to face it alone.

Well, I don't care anymore.

There is a small refrigerator on the table. There are all kinds of exquisite food in it. What ordinary people send is put out.

Er, I'm very curious. Who is going to visit my mother? Or, can my mother have such popularity? It's kind of weird.

Flowers are piled far away from the bed, probably due to the concern that flowers are usually harmful to patients.

There's a separate bathroom next to it. It's clean.

A few pots of evergreen bamboos and other plants were placed outside the window, and there were no flowers.

The little balcony cooled some clothes.

On the whole, the environment here is good, very good, mother's happiness seems to be true.

Up in the past to open the refrigerator, a look at the big peach, we know that the orchard picked, fresh, fragrant, en, taste good.

I took two, one for mom and one for me.

There are five or six Buddhas in the room. They are all silent. OK, that's good.

After washing the peach, Yin Yijie handed me a fruit knife.

I pick eyebrows, Yan Yijie also pick eyebrows, I know, he eat anything to peel, unless at home.

Well, even if the water in the hospital may not be clean, I peel

"Well..." a low murmur on the bed, very much like waking up from a big dream.

Also like the sound of the earthquake, shaking my hand, peach fell off, knife almost cut hand.

Yin Yijie held my hand with the knife in one hand and caught the peach in the other, as if he had thought of this scene in advance.

Well, well, he was staring at me all the time, as if I might have stabbed someone.

When Yin Yijie interrupted her and looked at the bed again, her mother turned to her side and her eyelids jumped a few times. She should wake up.

From the corner of my eye, thin was turned over by the next thin long leg. Er, I broke free and rushed to pull the quilt to cover her.

There are n men in the room. It's not good to see my mother's outburst.

I'm not sure what mom is wearing underneath, but I don't expect her to be fully armed in the summer.

Besides, I'm not sure about her lifestyle.

Think, there are people sleeping naked in this world; I don't know if my mother will keep a reserve on her own body due to her "occupation". Naturally, she is well prepared, even if it is unnecessary.

Alas, the superfluous may not be my actions, but my thoughts, because when I do this, I've already pulled it, and I'm standing by the bed for fear that she will turn over again.

Er, I don't know about my mother's sleeping habits. I don't know that she always sleeps dishonestly.

Alas, I'm a very derelict daughter. I don't know anything.

I turned my head to have a look and called out:

"Mom."

Er, it's unexpected. It doesn't need any preparation at all. It sounds more comfortable.

Well, that's it. In the final analysis, she is my mother. No matter how many dialectical explanations she makes from a metaphysical point of view, she should be called a mother.

I hesitated for a while. My mother opened her eyes. There were more and more eyelashes around the corner of her eyes. The eyelashes I tasted were not glamorous when I used to make false eyelashes, but they were very good-looking.

Well, I think my mother's inborn condition is very good. I really don't understand that she always made herself a ghost in those days. It's true.

In those days, the eye shadow was so heavy. Once I thought she was beaten by a man. Of course, she was often beaten by men.

There are a lot of people in this field. There may be a relatively objective word: it's not easy to make money“ Mom, have you had a good rest? " I don't know where to pick up the nonsense and make up the numbers“ Well... Keren, here you are. " My mother's eyes focused on my face and looked at me like I just looked at her. To be exact, she may not recognize me when I saw her in court. Theoretically, she has not seen me for more than six years, except for the unlikely mother staring at me silently in a corner. At the age of 15-20, after 18 years of age, the change should be very big. Since my mother wants to see it, I let her watch it. Suddenly, in my mother's eyes, I seem to find something defined as "maternal love" or "flesh and blood love". Mom held out her hand - sure enough, she was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, so there was no need to think about it. Mom hesitated for a moment and finally held my hand“ Mom... "I cried. I didn't know what to say. Er, it's not my strong point to have nothing to say or break the silence; On the contrary, I'm better at patience and silence. When I face my mother, I just want to cry like this, and there will be no more. Er... It seems that this kind of atmosphere makes it strange, as if we are playing a mother daughter relationship? Is it possible? I doubt it. My mother patted my hand and seemed to agree with me. For a long time, she said, "it's good to grow up. Don't worry about it any more. " Nose suddenly sour, this sentence is very objective, also with boiled water as no nutrition; However, mother said, or... Efforts to blink an eye, I said: "you are tired, find a place to rest, do something you love to do. Dad will probably come out in a few years. You can live a quiet life together. I think it's very good. " Originally, I wanted to talk about retirement and providing for the aged, but I still changed them. Er, I have to say that they have been mixing with yuhubing for a long time, but they still know a little bit about this kind of small words, and they feel relatively neutral. My mother nodded and struggled. I helped her sit up carefully. Er, although she was a bit clumsy, my attention was always on the thin quilt to avoid her going away; But after all, my mother hasn't had surgery, she's still in good health, and she's very quick. Mother laughed, although the two dimples are full of wrinkles, but the sweet happiness is still very obvious, even if she laughs very shallow, very uncomfortable. Er, yeah, it's awkward. We all feel uncomfortable. It's a wonderful word. It's very vivid. Although I know that I should be here and I do come, I just feel uncomfortable; Mother probably thinks that her daughter should be happy when she is around. After all, she hasn't seen her for many years, but she hasn't forgotten all about our past, so she's left with embarrassment. My mother's eyes suddenly came to me, or swept a room of people, all said that people in that line of work deal with people all day, the eyes are the best