As the elevator ascended layer by layer, Uncle Chen glanced at the Tan ink reflected in the elevator mirror.
The boy was still expressionless, but Uncle Chen, who had served him for nearly a year, still felt that Tan Mo was in a good mood today.
Tan Mo's life is like a fixed-point machine fulfilling its own accusations. Every day, he goes to school at the same time, eats at the same time, and rests at the same time. Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen strictly follow the time on the clock and take care of them. This taciturn young man.
Pushing Tan Mo home as usual, when it was seven o'clock sharp, Aunt Chen would serve the food on time, Tan Mo would take the initiative to come out of the house to eat, and Aunt Chen would go to Tan Mo at the time of Tan Mo's meal. room, pack up his changed clothes, etc.
Walking into Tan Mo's room as usual, the books on the bookcase, the table and even the bedside table were full of books that Aunt Chen didn't recognize.
Aunt Chen sighed again. She didn't touch Tan Mo's book, but just put Tan Mo's clothes into the changing basket to prepare for washing.
Check your pockets as usual. Generally speaking, Tan Mo's pockets are always clean, but today, Aunt Chen found something incompatible with Tan Mo.
a candy.
Aunt Chen held the candy for a long while, then glanced at the door subconsciously, and let out a light sigh of relief, then carefully placed the candy on Tan Mo's table and closed the door.
At 7:20, Tan Mo returned to his room after dinner. After returning, Aunt Chen hurriedly pulled Uncle Chen and told him that Tan Mo had a candy in his clothes.
Only those around Tan Mo who know Tan Mo well can understand the meaning of this candy. This candy cannot be bought by Tan Mo himself. Since he didn't buy it, it must have been given to him by someone. , can accept the kindness of others, such progress is enough to make the old couple cry with excitement.
No wonder Tan Mo was in a good mood today, it wasn't an illusion.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, Uncle Chen's phone vibrated. Uncle Chen hurriedly answered the phone and closed the door. After hanging up, he hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on Tan Mo's door lightly.
"Come in," Tan Mo's voice was cold and short, but Uncle Chen was accustomed to it. He opened the door and entered the room. He saw Tan Mo holding a handmade knife in his hand, and quickly disassembled a tight mechanical watch.
Uncle Chen looked at the small parts on the table, and then moved his gaze to the candy at the front of the table.
Chen Bo smiled, thinking that it might be different to talk to Tan Mo about this today, and maybe Tan Mo would agree.
"Mr. Tan just called." Uncle Chen looked at Tan Mo and said carefully.
Tan Mo was still fiddling with the mechanical watch in his hands, without raising his head, "Is something wrong?"
"Mr. Tan said that he has contacted the top doctors in Germany and will be here this weekend..."
He was interrupted by Tan Mo before he finished speaking, "Don't go."
Chen Bo was stagnant, looking at the indifferent face of the young man, he wanted to persuade him again without giving up, but no matter what he said, Tan Mo was only two words, not going.
Don't go to the hospital, don't accept the doctor's examination, don't accept rehabilitation.
It has been a year since Tan Mo's mother died and his legs have been paralyzed. Tan Mo has not gone home or received treatment. Mr. Tan once forcibly took him for rehabilitation, but he was resolutely resisted by Tan Mo. .
He slid his hand-made knife into his leg for dismantling parts.
Since then, no one has dared to force him to undergo treatment.
Uncle Chen's expression darkened, he silently exited Tan Mo's room, and shook his head at Aunt Chen who looked concerned.
They thought that today's Tan Mo looked different, maybe they would agree to do rehabilitation, but it was still the same, Tan Mo didn't receive treatment, he didn't want to stand up at all, or in other words, he didn't think about living at all.
Qiao Lan on the other side was in a good mood all night.
She couldn't hide her disappointment at Tan Mo's refusal, but when she returned to the classroom after gathering, she found that Tan Mo didn't have the candy on the table, and she was in a good mood instantly.
Tan Mo took this candy away!
When I get home, I feel good.
Since Mrs. Qiao let Qiao Lan cook a meal and lost a piece of beef, she no longer dared to let Qiao Lan cook by herself, but if she didn't let Qiao Lan cook, new problems emerged.
Madam Qiao originally planned very well. She would cook just a little bit of food, as long as it was enough for Qiao Yuan to eat. She didn't believe that Qiao Lan would dare to grab food from Qiao Yuan.
As a result, that day, her good grandson was not full.
Qiao Lan eats fast and eats without saying a word, while Qiao Yuan watches TV while eating.
Qiao Yuan was stupid, and Mrs. Qiao was also stupid.
Madam Qiao ran to scold Qiao Lan for having no conscience and eating so much. What should Qiao Yuan do now that she is hungry? Qiao Lan's left ear goes in and out of her right ear.
Madam Qiao stayed up all night waiting for Qiao's father and Qiao's mother to come back, and then complained to Qiao's father, only to be returned by Qiao's mother.
"It's not like our family can't afford rice and vegetables, and we don't have enough food to make more."
All of a sudden, Qiao Lan's fault for grabbing food was pushed to Mrs. Qiao. If you didn't cook too little, Qiao Yuan would not be full.
Madam Qiao wanted to slap Mother Qiao's face with an apron.
Before Qiao's mother gave birth to Qiao Yuan, Mrs. Qiao would scold her and beat her if she wanted to. Now she can't beat her or scold her. The most annoying thing is that her son can't hear the arguing between them at all. I feel that my daughter-in-law is right, and that my own mother is too stingy.
Madam Qiao gave birth to three sons in total, and it was precisely because of this that Madam Qiao looked down on Mother Qiao in particular.
Father Qiao is the youngest son of Mrs. Qiao, and the son who hurts the most. After decades of pain, it was all in vain. Mrs. Qiao was more sad and aggrieved the more she thought about it when she returned to the room, so she ran away from home the next day. Run to the second son's house and cry.
Qiao's second brother called and scolded Qiao's father, called Qiao's father white-eyed, and you take care of your son every day, you don't know what's wrong, Qiao's father was scolded by the second brother, and he felt guilt in his heart, and also felt that Qiao's mother overdone it.
"My mother helps you take care of your son every day, cooks and washes clothes for your son. If you don't know how to be considerate, it's okay to think that my mother does not take good care of you. If you think the care is not good, you can take care of yourself!"
Mother Joe's eyes widened.
Didn't Mrs. Qiao and Father Qiao want grandchildren
Qiao Yuan is my son, isn't it your son
Mother Qiao was no longer the submissive character she used to have, and immediately quarreled with Father Qiao, and Mrs. Qiao, who stayed at Qiao's second child's house, heard that her son and daughter-in-law had a cold war, so she ran back contentedly.
On the same day, Mrs. Qiao was sent back by Qiao's second family.
Qiao Lan saw the arrogant girl at a glance, and only then did she know that it was Qiao Lu who asked her to endorse her elsewhere that day.
Qiao Lu followed behind her beautifully dressed mother, with a look of superiority from the city to the countryside, and she was even more proud to see Qiao Lan.
She just looks down on Qiao Lan, her parents are not literate, and she is not as good-looking as her and can't study as well as her.
Mother Qiao washed the fruit with a dark face. After washing the fruit, she shoved the fruit plate into Qiao Lan's hands, "It looks like a wooden stake without any eyesight, and she still doesn't take the fruit out."
"Oh", Qiao Lan walked out of the kitchen with a fruit bowl. In the living room, Mrs. Qiao sat in the middle of the sofa, Qiao Yuan and Qiao Lu were on the left and right.
Uncle Qiao was angry with his younger brother, but he was not bad with his niece, and asked Qiao Lan to sit down with a smile.
As soon as Qiao Lan sat down, Mrs. Qiao couldn't sit still. Why didn't Qiao Lan go to the kitchen and wait for someone to sit here? Is this where she can sit
Just as Qiao Lan was about to go in, Qiao Lu reached out and picked up an apple, and Mrs. Qiao hurriedly said, "This apple has a thick skin, let Qiao Lan peel it before you eat it."
With a look of disgust, Qiao Lu handed the apple to Second Aunt Qiao and asked her mother to help her cut it. Second Aunt Qiao quickly cut one, cut the apple into several pieces, and gave each one a piece.
Qiao Lan also took a piece, and Mrs. Qiao glared at Qiao Lan, "You are so old and still want your aunt to serve you. If you only know how to eat and eat in one day, the servants will not serve you, but also have a temper, and no man will ask you to lose money in the future. you."
These words are ugly, Aunt Qiao really can't hear her mother-in-law's words so vulgar, especially in front of the child, saying that she will wait and not wait, a man is not a man, and her face is a little embarrassed, "Mom said this, now In this society, girls are no worse than boys after they study hard."
Madam Qiao pointed at Qiao Lan, "Can you compare with your Lulu? You see she looks like a student, it's a waste of money to let her study, the last exam was counted down in the class, it's better to drop out of school and give it to her. Dad help!"