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Lin Yuming said calmly: "Chi Qiu is back."
As soon as Chi Qiu heard Lin Yuming's voice, his happy tone dropped instantly, and he called out politely: "Uncle Lin."
He turned around and asked Xiao Yan to bring the things over, and quickly said: "I heard Aunt Su said that you always have backaches, so I bought you a small massager. It's not heavy, and it's easy to carry. You can also take it to work."
His behavior more or less has the meaning of "family and everything are prosperous".
Lin Yuming and Chi Qiu have been together for many years and understand Chi Qiu's temperament. He glanced at the massager that Xiao Yan brought over, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward to take it: "Thank you for your trouble."
Chi Qiu shook his head: "It should."
Lin Yuming put the massager in the corner, poured a glass of water for himself, and said without looking back, "I still have work to do, so I'm going to the study first. Sit down and stay at home."
It can be felt that Lin Yuming doesn't want to, nor is he used to communicating with Chi Qiu more.
Chi Qiu nodded sensiblely, and after Lin Yuming entered the study and closed the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Aunt Su knew that the relationship between him and Lin Yuming was tense, so she whispered a few words of comfort, and said rather eccentrically: "Mr. Lin's temper is a bit cold, let's take care of ourselves and ignore him."
"Yeah." Chi Qiu asked Xiao Yan to put down his things and leave, and then he asked Aunt Su, "Do my mother and Uncle Lin still quarrel often now?"
When mentioning this, Aunt Su sighed and sighed: "Since Miss ran away from home, Mr. Lin and Chi have always had a small quarrel every three days, and a big quarrel every seven days. The two of them can't sit down and have a good talk. Apart from quarreling, It's just sarcastic remarks. Fortunately, the lady will call back from other people's mobile phones from time to time to report to Mr. Lin that she is safe, and the family calms down a bit."
Aunt Su was extremely helpless, she looked at the closed door of the study with a headache, and sighed silently.
At the same time, she held Chi Qiu's hand distressedly, and patted the back of his hand: "Boss Chi is in the kitchen, I'll call her. What would you like to drink, young master?"
Chi Qiu touched the sofa and sat down: "Just drink tea."
"Coincidentally, there just happened to be a new jasmine tea at home, which is very fragrant."
As soon as Aunt Su finished speaking with a smile, Chi Lanyan came over from the kitchen. She was dressed in home clothes and an apron, which was rare and plain.
When he was at home, Chi Lanyan no longer had a cold expression on his face. More, it is the tenderness of being a mother. Seeing a lot of gift bags beside the coffee table, she said speechlessly, "You know you came to see me? You thought you were married, so you forgot about me. How long has it been?"
"Mom," Chi Qiu laughed, "I forget that no one will forget you."
Chi Lanyan raised the corner of her mouth, and fondled Chi Qiu's hair: "Aren't you tired when you go back to your home with so many things?"
"Xiao Yan will help me." Chi Qiu raised his head, facing Chi Lanyan, "You don't sleep well, I bought some aromatherapy."
Chi Lanyan didn't say anything, but was happy in his heart.
She took off the apron on her body and handed it to Aunt Su: "Sister Su, go to the kitchen and get ready first, I'll talk to Xiaoqiu here before I come back."
She looked around, and found the faint scar on Chi Qiu's arm with sharp eyes, then grabbed Chi Qiu's wrist, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I fell down." Chi Qiu lied.
"Why are you so careless? You kid, you didn't tell me when you fell." Chi Lanyan felt distressed, and couldn't help venting his anger, "How did the Lu family take care of you..."
"I'm not a child, so it doesn't matter if I fall." Chi Qiu told her not to worry, and shook his arm easily, "And it's almost healed, it doesn't hurt at all."
Chi Lanyan frowned, wanting to examine his scar carefully.
Seeing this, Chi Qiu immediately withdrew his hand and went to pick up the jasmine tea brought by Aunt Su. He lowered his head and sniffed, then changed the subject: "Mom, the jasmine tea at home smells really good, I want to take some away later."
Chi Lanyan looked at the "stupid" son and didn't ask any more questions. After all, what his silly son didn't want her to know, he kept it a secret, and he couldn't reveal it at all.
She looked around, and then remembered that the person who was going to eat today was Lu Ming.
Without waiting for Chi Qiu to explain, she changed her face in a second: "How busy is his little broken company? He can't even invite him for a meal."
"...Mom, Lu Ming's company is not broken."
Chi Lanyan snorted coldly: "Why don't you break it? His uncle managed the company in a mess before. I really looked at Xuan."
Speaking of this, Chi Lanyan had to admire Lu Ming. He was able to reorganize the company that was messed up by his uncle in a short period of time, and gradually put the company on the right track.
There are skills, but people are not very good.
It's okay to keep a cold face towards Chi Qiu all day long, and even Chi Qiu rarely goes home, so he doesn't know to come with him. Compared with the Lu family, the Chi family is considered high-ranking, but it has never been considered a small family.
In Chi Lanyan's eyes, Lu Ming's care for Chi Qiu has never been in place.
She looked down, but she didn't say anything serious: "You know how to speak for Lu Ming every day, and I can't do anything about you."
Chi Qiu said honestly in embarrassment: "I didn't, he really has something to do today, and he usually stays with me."
"..." Chi Lanyan misunderstood so badly that she took Chi Qiu's words as an excuse to cover up for Lu Ming.
It was rare for mother and son to sit down to eat together today, and Chi Lanyan didn't want unhappy things to affect each other.
She looked at Chi Qiu's face, saw that he looked good, and felt a little better: "Seeing that you have gained weight recently, don't bother with him. This meal, whether he likes it or not, anyway, I It's for you to eat."
Of course, Chi Lanyan did not forget to say a few words to Aunt Zhang: "Your nanny, I really wanted to change her before. The dishes I cook are all Lu Ming's tastes. I want to let you get thinner and thinner. Sister Su, forget it."
Chi Qiu put down the teacup, and immediately felt sorry for Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang's cooking is delicious, you'll know when you try it next time."
Chi Lanyan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard that: "Okay, now you are protecting everything?"
"Mom, you have misunderstood both Lu Ming and Aunt Zhang." Chi Qiu argued vigorously, not wanting to deepen the misunderstanding. Holding Chi Lanyan's hand, he explained all of Lu Ming's recent changes, and how Aunt Zhang puts so much effort into cooking.
Chi Qiu is like this, when he gets serious, he grabs people and doesn't let him go.
Chi Lanyan couldn't hold him back, so he could only say: "I know, I know, you kid... don't talk about this, come on, don't move, let mom take a good look at you."
Chi Qiu sat down obediently, but still asked anxiously: "Mom, did you listen to what I just said?"
"Listen."
When Chi Lanyan looked at his son, he liked it more and more. She felt sorry for Chi Qiu's eyes, and felt helpless in her heart. Otherwise, with her temperament, she would never have allowed Chi Qiu and Lu Ming to marry and live in the Lu family.
Right now, the relationship between Chi Qiu and Chi Xia is stiff. As an elder, it is impossible for Chi Lanyan to accompany Chi Qiu until she grows old. It is necessary for Chi Qiu to have a companion who can stay with her so that she can feel at ease.
However, the person I met was emotionally abnormal...
Chi Lanyan couldn't think about these things, she would easily get a headache when she thought about them.
She chatted with Chi Qiu for a while, claimed that the soup was still cooking in the kitchen, and then went over. As a result, not long after she left, Lin Yuming came out of the study with a briefcase in his hand, looking hurried.
Chi Qiu heard the sound and "looked".
"It's me." Lin Yuming changed into a white shirt and said first, "I have something to do at school, I'll go over there."
Chi Qiu stood up and said in the direction of the voice: "Uncle Lin, I'll be eating in a while. If you're not in a hurry, why don't you leave after eating?"
"You guys eat, don't wait for me." Lin Yuming didn't know that Lu Ming would not come to eat, he was not good at handling these interpersonal relationships, let alone having any interaction with Chi Qiu.
He left the house without looking back, and after a while, a black car drove away in the front yard of the villa.
For his indifference, Chi Qiu took it for granted, drinking tea quietly on the sofa for a while. He was idle and bored, and went to his bedroom. The furnishings inside were the same as before, exactly the same as when he left home.
In the bookcase against the wall, there are many Braille books. Chi Qiu looked at them, feeling nostalgic. During the years when he was completely blind, he spent countless lonely nights relying on these books.
Naturally, Chi Qiu "read" more stories, and the "pen" in his hand was eager to try.
With the support of Chi Lanyan, he has written many short stories in Braille.
Some voted for the inspirational weekly magazine of the disabled, and some voted for the ordinary weekly magazine.
Many times, in order to facilitate the submission of manuscripts, Chi Lanyan would stay up late after work to translate Chi Qiu's stories from Braille into normal manuscripts, and help them submit them.
Submitted again and again, but faced with failures again and again.
And every time he failed, Chi Lanyan would encourage Chi Qiu to make persistent efforts and not to give up lightly.
In fact, Chi Qiu knew that Chi Lanyan would do this just to let him find a happy thing to run. He understood his mother's good intentions and began to devote himself to writing until his stories appeared in physical publications time and time again.
Later, with the advancement of technology, blind people can use mobile phones and computers freely. Among many electronic products, the barrier-free functions provided for the visually impaired have gradually improved, and Chi Qiu began to use computers to write stories.
However, the literary weekly magazines that could be contributed to ceased publication one after another, and Chi Qiu lost the fun.
At first, he was completely blind, using the accessibility features of electronic devices to write short stories. Later, his right eye returned to normal, and he would secretly hide in his room and use the computer freely during the daytime when everyone was going to work and school.
The lonelier he is, the more stories he writes.
Unknowingly, Chi Qiu even serialized a long fairy tale on his own computer alone.
In reality, he is a "blind man". But in the text, he is the protagonist, he is free, and his eyes can encompass everything. This should not be a story for a blind man who has seen too many colors to return to darkness.
In order not to arouse suspicion in the family, he claimed that he did not continue to write stories.