My Youth Was Eaten by The Boss

Chapter 88: Tang family mother and son

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With that, Tang Xiaojian jumped out of bed, picked up the phone that had been smashed on the ground, and gently stroked the broken screen with his fingers.

"Son, I'm sorry, maybe mom is too anxious, but mom really can't make it anymore!" Tang Xiaowan also cried.

Tang Xiaojian stopped his tears, hugged Tang Xiaowan's head tenderly, put her chin on one of his shoulders, and patted her back rhythmically with his palm. This was a skillful movement he had learned since he was a child.

In Tang Xiaojian's heart, Tang Xiaowan is a strong-looking woman and a good mother who needs to embrace when she is fragile.

"Mom, why don't we sell the Tang family! I heard that Thunder Group recently intends to acquire a film and television company with a mature production team. I hope you can think about it." Tang Xiaojian finished speaking, and suddenly stopped.

"Son, how can you think that way!" Tang Xiaowan pushed Tang Xiaojian away suddenly, as if she couldn't believe it, "Don't you know, mom has devoted all of her efforts to the company for so many years?"

"Mom, don't hide from me anymore!" Tang Xiaojian got up and came to the sink, yelling with the sound of the faucet splashing, "Do you think I don't know? The company has been losing money for years and making ends meet. This year, Tang's new drama filmed If the fire still doesn't rise, the employees will have to drink Northwest Wind!"

"No, I won't give up until the last minute! Son, I don't ask you to help me share the pressure, but you don't want to say such frustrating words." Tang Xiaowan stopped crying and took out from the lv handbag A delicate small mirror began to touch up makeup.

"Mom, while the company's valuation is still high, what's wrong with selling it? You can settle the staff well, and you can stop working! After the shares are realized, our family will be able to live a stable life by financial management for the rest of their lives. life!"

Tang Xiaojian turned off the faucet and wiped the drops of water on his face with a towel. The moment he raised his head, he was no longer the sloppy appearance of just lying on his face.

He smiled at Tang Xiaowan warmly and bitterly, showing his neat white teeth.

"If my mother wanted a stable life, how could she leave your father resolutely? If her mother wanted to live a stable life, how could she be a single mother while pulling you so much, and at the same time establishing the Tang culture to the present day?"

Tang Xiaowan's face had a reminiscence of bitterness and sweetness, her sluggish eyes revealed the firmness of the female entrepreneur, and the timeline in her mind instantly went back to more than twenty years ago.

Tang Xiaojian punched the marble-tiled handwashing counter, ashamed to express his heartfelt feelings: "Mom! But I love you heartily. I really hate that I can't help you!"

"Son, everything Mom wants to do is for you. Mom must give you the best living conditions and the best marriage options. Even if one day Mom gets old and is about to pass away, she can walk with peace of mind." ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Tang Xiaowan walked to the sink, stood beside Tang Xiao Fitness, put Tang Xiaojian's clenched fist into her palm and held it tightly.

She looked at the cute and cute little boy who had grown to be a man a head taller than her. Looking at Tang Xiaojian’s handsome face, she felt a sense of motherhood accomplishment in Tang Xiaowan’s heart, and then said: " You are the pride of your mother. Mom wants you to be confident and strong. Weiran Villa’s proposal failed. Even if you don’t propose, Mengmeng will be your daughter-in-law sooner or later!"

"Mom, but..." Tang Xiaojian stopped talking.

Tang Xiaowan seemed to be able to read Tang Xiaojian’s concerns, and asked, “Are you worried that even if the two families of Tang and Jia marry, Netdream Technology will not help us with the Tang family?”

"Um..." Tang Xiaojian nodded vigorously, "Uncle Jia's attitude is obvious. He is clearly trying to deny the marriage contract that year."

"Oh, son, mom has thought about everything you think of! But have you ever thought that the more Jia Tianming wants to delay time, I know there must be an unknown reason among them, and it's about him? Vital interests." Tang Xiaowan took Tang Xiaojian's hand, and the mother and son sat on the sofa holding hands. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

Tang Xiaojian curled up his tall body as much as possible, leaning his head on Tang Xiaowan's shoulders, as he did when he was a child, and said, "Could it be that Uncle Jia just looks down on our Tang family and thinks we are not worthy of them?"

"Why does Jia Tianming have the right to look down on our Tang family?" Tang Xiaowan smiled coldly, "He abandoned his wife and abandoned daughters and went abroad for further study. If we hadn't helped your Aunt Zhen, Mengmeng might have been..."

"Zhen...Auntie." Tang Xiaojian murmured this name, and a cold and familiar face of a middle-aged woman appeared in his brain's memory.

He still remembered that when Tang Xiaowan was not at home, when he was crying to find his mother when he was a child, the woman would open the door of the room, pick him up, and say to him, "Xiaojian, come, Aunt Zhen tells you a story. ."

He still remembered that her voice was so soft and beautiful, she whispered when she was telling stories, and when she was telling stories, he fell asleep deeply.

He still remembered that the last time he saw her face, he could only look at the black and white portrait hanging in the funeral home. That was Tang Xiaojian's first funeral.

"Mom, what was the cause of Aunt Zhen's death?" Tang Xiaojian finally asked this question that had been hanging in his heart for a long time.

"Suicide." Tears overflowed from Tang Xiaowan's eyes, and the makeup she had just completed was spent again. She bit her lip tightly and said two words that she didn't want to mention.

"Mom, I figured it out, I must take the initiative to marry Mengmeng home!" Tang Xiaojian stood up, walked to the window, put his hands on his slender waist, and said, looking at the endless traffic on the overpass below the apartment. .

"Son, it's great for you to figure it out!" Tang Xiaowan burst into laughter, and she even forgot for a while. Is the crying crying just now acting on the scene, or is she really passionate.

Tang Xiaojian opened the phone address book, found his most familiar number on the broken screen with his fingers, and dialed the phone.

At this time, Jia Meng, who was enjoying a delicious breakfast, suddenly heard the sound of a cell phone ringing in the room and hurriedly ran up the stairs.

She saw that the caller ID was Tang Xiaojian, and she had a hint of surprise.

"Hey, Xiaojian." Jia Meng greeted first.

"Baby," Tang Xiaojian adjusted his voice, "It's Mid-Autumn Festival in two days. Our family will gather for a meal, okay?"

family? Jia Meng hesitated for a moment. This was the first time Tang Xiaojian thought of herself like this. She was a little uncomfortable.

"Let's make an appointment with Aunt Tang and my dad about this, and then decide!" Jia Meng habitually shrugged off.

"Baby," Tang Xiaojian said loudly, "Don't you remember? When I was young, I, you, my mother, and your mother, Aunt Zhen, we are one family!"