Ji Zhaoming put the phone in his pocket, looked at me and shook his head. "No, I've already called the president of oasis hospital. He said that it was 30 years ago. At that time, computers were still underdeveloped, and the person was paying in cash, so there was no way to check."

"Cash?" I can't help but feel a little incredible, "the nurse said, this person paid 50 years, 50 years of hospitalization expenses plus messy expenses, even 30 years ago, it would have been a million, right? At that time, I took out so much money... "

I feel more and more that this person is not simple.

Ji Zhaoming listened to my words, without any reduction in his expression, and nodded, "I guess if this man didn't fail in his business, he should be a man with a head and a face in Yancheng now."

No one would pay my mother for nothing.

Unless there are two things, as Ji Qingxuan once said, one person is good to another person, either because of feelings or interests.

My mother was already crazy at that time, and was sent here to give money. What the man did focused his identity on one point.

That's my own father.

I dropped my eyes, thought about it for a while, and said, "if not, this person actually has nothing to look for."

When my mother left, she was fine. When she came back, she was already out of her mind.

When my family took the baby away, it wasn't the one who completely drove my mother crazy.

But the last straw that killed the camel.

What really stimulated my mother was the days when she left Chengxiang gang and was with my biological father.

What's more, he knew exactly what it would be like for my mother to be sent here, but he didn't care. He just left after 50 years of money.

I'm afraid this man has a heart of stone.

What's the difference between knowing and not knowing such a father.

Ji Zhaoming and I have the same conjecture. He reached out and held me in his arms. He patted me on the back with his warm palm and said, "OK, listen to you. In the future, I'll take care of your mother with you. She worked so hard in the first half of her life. We should treat her well in the second half of her life."

Ji Zhaoming's words warmed my heart.

The man once again perfectly caught me care about the point, I was in his arms, listening to his words, the heart is thinking, on this point, maybe, I should be with him for a lifetime.

At this time, Ji Zhaoming, who held me in his arms, continued, "in the future, you can come to see her at any time. Didn't you just say you wanted to find a teacher? I will find a psychologist to be a teacher. When his treat is better, I will buy her a house in the community and let her live next to us. In this way, Shuoshuo can often visit her. "

"Thank you." I looked up at Ji Zhaoming in front of me.

For a time, the mood is not clear.

Before, I was still thinking that I love Ji Qingxuan, and I was waiting for him to come back.

However, Ji Zhaoming's words made me waver.

Sometimes, I really hate myself.

Ji Zhaoming leaned slightly and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "You are my wife. I am willing to do anything for you."

-

after leaving the hospital, I called Mou Xiangli in Ji Zhaoming's car.

When I told Mou Xiangli about it, the old man was silent for a few seconds on the phone and said, "I'll buy a ticket now."

I'm not surprised that he said that.

That's the ritual.

Mou Xiangli's voice was loud and the car was quiet. Ji Zhaoming seemed to hear it. He looked at me with Yu Guang and said, "Mr. Mou is coming?"

I nodded.

The man immediately said, "I'll arrange a room for him on the visiting floor of the rehabilitation center."

"Well, please."

I am grateful for Ji Zhaoming's care.

I drove home with the car open. I suddenly remembered something and said to Ji Zhaoming, "can you take me to a place?"

"Well, yes." Ji Zhaoming nods.

I found an address on the Internet and sent it to him.

Ji Zhaoming immediately turned around and followed me.

When the car turned around, the man raised his hand and looked at me unhappily and said, "in the future, you can tell me where you want to go. You don't have to ask if you can. My time is free for you."

I nodded to tell him where I was going.

This is a textile market selling cloth crafts.

It's Chinese New Year. I'm not sure if it will open. I just want to take a chance.

The car soon drove to the door of this textile market.

The market is open, but when we go in, it's cold and most of the doors are not open.

I'm not willing to go from the first floor to the second floor and then to the third floor.

Finally, there are two shops open in the corner of the third floor.

After I went in, I bought a small sewing machine, and some beautiful fabrics, lace and so on.When they were all bought, Ji Zhaoming helped me with the sewing machine. I took the cloth and went out with him.

The man finally seemed to be in a curious mood and asked me, "what are these for?"

I can buy one meter of cloth at most.

So is lace.

Finally, he collected a pile of cloth left by the store.

But I sold a pass, mysteriously said, "soon you will know." -

when I got home, I chose a place for half a day, and finally decided to move the desk in my study to the bedroom, and then put the small sewing machine on it.

I want to make some clothes for Mou Lanxi's two little dolls. Maybe I can get closer to her.

From small to large, I almost did not get any mother's care, when I went to the Qin family in University, Fan Yu's attitude towards me, now I want to come, I really dislike it, I can't abandon it any more.

Now when I see my own mother for the first time,

even though I am not in my mind, when I see Mou Lanxi's love for the two dolls, I know that she must be a good mother.

I first found the picture from the Internet, and then I tried to do it myself, playing next to it.

Ji Zhaoming also stood by and watched.

I failed in the first few times. After seven or eight attempts, I finally made a small skirt that was not harmonious but could barely be seen.

Ji Zhaoming finally came over from the bedroom sofa, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect you would make clothes?"

I was a little embarrassed, "yes, Qin Jiameng was often not at school at that time, so she asked me to help her with her lessons. I also helped her with some professional courses, and I learned a little bit. I didn't expect to have a useful day."

Ji Zhaoming stood in front of me and listened to me, thinking deeply.

Shuo Shuo, who was playing with cloth, suddenly asked me, "Mom, who is Qin Jiameng? Is that your good friend? "

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