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The ward has become Grandma Su's main camp. She reports on time every morning and sits for a day if she has nothing to do. He took Liao Nanqing's hand to speak, and got a small towel to wipe Liao Nanqing's face. I was really bored, so I crossed Erlang's legs and slowly found a TV series on the tablet to watch with Liao Nanqing.
Grandma Su likes to watch family ethics dramas. Every time she sees a battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she tells Liao Nanqing, "It's all played in the TV series, how can the mother-in-law in reality be so bad. I treat Bei Mo's mother very well. But, my mother-in-law was really not very good to me back then... "
The old lady boasted that she also had a set, and Liao Nanqing just laughed.
"Hey, yes, you have to smile more so that your body will be better. Look at how thin you are. This time you will suffer. In the future, grandma will support you and not be afraid of others." She felt distressed for Liao Nanqing and said As he spoke, he began to wipe away tears. The elderly are rich in emotion, and they most despise the suffering of the younger generation.
"Grandma, I'm fine."
"Hey, good boy..."
Subei Mo was completely superfluous in the ward, and he couldn't even insert a sentence: "Grandma, in fact, you don't have to come every day, Nanqing is taken care of by me."
"How can you be careful when you take care of people." Grandma Su rejected him at once, and touched Liao Nanqing's thin arm lovingly, "Why don't you eat fat, what do you want to eat tomorrow? Grandma made it for you."
Subei Mo suggested on the side: "Pig's feet stewed with peanuts."
Liao Nanqing said quickly, "I want to eat peanut stewed pig's feet."
Grandma Su glanced at Subei Mo and pointed at him. Subei Mo smiled smugly, and the next day he ate peanut stewed pig's feet as he wished.
This soup is warm and moist in winter, Liao Nanqing drank it for the first time. Maybe it's because he has been kissed a lot by Mo Tweet from Subei these days. He always feels that his mouth doesn't hurt so much, and his whole body stretches a lot. With a mouthful of milky white soup in his mouth, he swallowed slowly, pinched and held chopsticks to pick up the peanuts in the bowl, each of which was small, immersed in the soup, his head popping out, very cute.
"Is it delicious?" Su Beimo's experience talks, "When I was young, every time I felt cold, I would make trouble with my grandma and ask her to cook this for me to drink. After drinking it, it will warm up and my heart will be at ease."
Liao Nanqing chewed the peanuts and said softly, "It's very warm and delicious." He tilted his head to look at Grandma Su who was chatting with others outside. Feeling ashamed, his eating peanuts slowed down.
Subeimo knew what he was thinking, and nodded his head: "Don't think too much."
"… Um."
"When you feel ashamed of someone, you have to accept her love first." After drinking a bowl of soup, Subei Mo sat across from Liao Nanqing with a smile, facing each other across the small table. Seeing Liao Nanqing who was getting brighter day by day, Subei Mo's eyes were bright. He put a small piece of pig's feet in Liao Nanqing's bowl, "Eat this and grow meat. Otherwise, wait for us to go back to City B to attend Lin Quan's wedding. She should have said I didn't take good care of you."
On the morning of returning to City B, Zhao Qin drove a friend's car.
Grandma Su and Su Ya came to see them off, and they told each other thousands of times that they hoped that they would come back to eat together in their 30th New Year's Eve. Liao Nanqing nodded softly and agreed. Instead, it was Subei Mo. After he put him in the car, his tall body stood at the door of the car and stopped the chattering grandma Su.
"It depends on the situation. Our company may have to work overtime. I guess we won't return." If he didn't return, Liao Nanqing naturally didn't return. He took all the blame on himself, and sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Grandma Su turned her face and turned away aggrievedly.
The old man is getting older, and the pictures are just a few reunion dinners. Every year, one meal is less than one meal.
Subei Mo was naturally uncomfortable. He got into the car and rubbed his temples. Zhao Qin fiddled with the rearview mirror and glanced at Subei Mo a few times, "Go?"
"Um."
The car drove away from the town, and Liao Nanqing drowsily leaned on Subei Mo's shoulder and dozed off.
Subei Mo took a small blanket to cover him, and last night he dreamed of those not-so-good things again, and he didn't sleep well. He was sound asleep in the car at the moment, his gentle breathing hit the raised collar of his padded jacket. The scene outside the window quickly receded into a blurred color shadow. With the heater on in the car, Liao Nanqing exhaled like a child and rubbed against Subei Mo's shoulder.
After a long drive, Subei Mo also fell asleep in a daze.
It was not until Zhao Qin woke them up that they realized that they had already returned to City B after closing their eyes.
Unlike a small town, the recent snow in City B has been falling intermittently. There are some accumulations on the ground, and the sight is full of white pictures.
Subei Mo was afraid that Liao Nanqing would fall, so he got out of the car and did not let him fall, so he carried him on his back.
"Is it cold?" Su Beimo asked him.
"It's not cold." Liao Nanqing yawned, sleepy eyes.
They came to the psychiatrist's consultation room first. It was supposed to be time to rest, but because of Zhao Qin's relationship, Dr. Wang waited at the door early. She was a kind-hearted person with short hair. In order to reduce Liao Nanqing's nervousness, she specially wore a warm-colored home clothes today.
The environment of the consultation room is designed to be warm, and the color combination inside makes people relax involuntarily.
Accompanied by Subei Mo and Zhao Qin, Dr. Wang asked a few milder questions and did a simple test. She has a family-friendly attitude. Every time she talks to Liao Nanqing, the tone is like a dialogue between a mother and a child, very soft.
Liao Nanqing quickly put down his guard and worked hard to cooperate with Dr. Wang's treatment.
Later, at the request of Dr. Wang, Subeimo and Zhao Qin left the clinic.
The two were sitting in the lounge outside. The table was hot tea made by the nurse on duty. Subei Mo wiped his face and went to the convenience store next door to buy two cups of hot coffee. He raised his head and took a few sips, finishing a whole can of coffee as if he had been drinking. Zhao Qin took a mobile phone to reply to work information, and she took a long vacation.
The temperature of the indoor heating was suitable, and Subei Mo stretched and leaned on the chair casually.
"Mom, what are you... thinking now?"
"Um?"
"The matter between me and Nan Qing."
Zhao Qin didn't react much. She wore light makeup today on her face scarred by the years. Her voice was not too loud: "Actually, when my father and I got married, your grandfather was against it."
Subeimo didn't have much impression of his grandfather, but only remembered that his grandfather passed away when he was very young.
He frowned, not knowing what to say.
"Your grandfather was a university teacher, and your grandmother was also born into a well-educated family. Your father was considered a good family at that time, and as for me, I was an orphan. My parents died unexpectedly when I was twelve years old. I grew up with my aunt. Your grandfather was very opposed to it at the time, and I even eloped with your father, don't you know that?" Speaking of which, Zhao Qin seemed to recall some beautiful past, and smiled very nostalgically. "When your father was young, he was very stunned, and he fought with your grandfather. In the end, when we left home for a year, when we brought you back with you, your grandfather was too angry to eat. She's a good mother-in-law."
"Grandma has always been very good, but I don't really have an impression of my grandfather. He passed away very early." Su Bei Mo said.
"Yeah, now your grandma is the only one left." Zhao Qin said slightly, "She is also old."
The implication is that Subei Mo is very clear.
Taking a sip of coffee, Zhao Qin continued: "The heartbeat when I was young, the person I liked can really stay in my heart for a lifetime. Although I am divorced now, I have no regrets about marrying your father. Before we disagreed. , I am very happy."
Subei Mo bowed and put his hands on his knees.
"When your grandmother always stood by our side and supported our marriage, I am really grateful. For a relationship, the understanding of the family is the most important." Zhao Qin said warmly, "You are my son, your temper is like me, and you are also like you. Dad, the three of us are similar in our bones. But your dad and I didn't take a good path, and you, your path should be yours, not ours. "
Subei Mo paused and lowered his head: "Yes, I have chosen."
"It's your business to regret later. But I hope you don't regret it. After all, this child has his heart on you." She remembered what Liao Nanqing said that day she heard at the door of the ward.
If this is the opportunity and hardship for them to be together, no matter how many times, he will repeat it and endure it.
But Zhao Qin knew that Liao Nanqing's childhood and the hardships he experienced this time, if he were an ordinary person, he would have collapsed early. Maybe, even he himself will give up this relationship first and compromise to reality.
No support, no recognition, love has become his greatest pain.
But Liao Nanqing said such words at the end, and Zhao Qin, who was blocked, couldn't even pick out a word of objection. It has nothing to do with gender, just a simple love, so simple and transparent, anyone can see that they can't live without each other.
Zhao Qin's hand stroked Subei Mo's head. Just like when Subei Mo was young, the temperature of his hands has never changed. She raised the corner of her mouth, and when she smiled, she resembled Subei Mo: "There is actually such a person in the world who cherishes my son so much. As a mother, I really can't refuse."
Subei Mo's eyes were wet, he turned his head away, sniffed, his voice a little hoarse.
"Mom, sorry."
"Um?"
"You said before that you wanted to hug your grandson, but now there may be no hope at all." Su Beimo covered his face, crying or laughing, he said, "I will never be separated from Liao Nanqing in my life."
Zhao Qin was stunned by his words. Looking at Subei Mo's expression again, he understood that this stinky boy said it on purpose. He couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and said speechlessly, "You, you just owe your mouth."
But then, Zhao Qin also said: "But compared to the grandson who doesn't exist yet, you are my most precious."
In the evening, Zhao Qin cooked chicken soup hot pot for the two of them. She rented a small apartment next door to Mo in North Jiangsu for a month, and planned to spend the New Year with them in City B. According to Liao Nanqing's situation this year, it is impossible to return to the town to celebrate the New Year, and the relationship between him and Su Jing cannot be eased for a while. On Grandma Su's side, Subei Mo plans to go back after the new year.
Looking at Zhao Qin who was busy in the kitchen, Liao Nanqing hooked Subeimo's little finger.
Subei Mo whispered into his ear: "Tell you the good news, my mother really agrees with us."
Liao Nanqing's eyes lit up at once, and the starry sky tonight was stuffed with countless stars, all hanging in Liao Nanqing's heart. This is undoubtedly the greatest encouragement to him, so his words are a little bit more.
"Auntie, your cooking is delicious."
"Auntie, Subei Mo sometimes makes this for me to eat."
"Auntie, you are so nice."
Liao Nanqing sincerely wanted to flatter him, so Zhao Qin threw an olive branch to him.
She asked expectantly, "Then me and Bei Mo, who's better?"
Liao Nanqing didn't expect to dig a hole for himself, and thought for a while: "Subei Mo." No matter what, he was covering up Subei Mo, and this was not discussed.
Not expecting that Liao Nanqing would be so disrespectful, Zhao Qin was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing whether to laugh or not. Subei Mo rounded up the field: "Mom, Nan Qing likes to play straight balls."
"Oh, it's a straight ball. Then who was the first to confess the two of you?"
"It's me." Liao Nanqing blushed.
Subeimo said embarrassedly, "I forced him to say it."
"I didn't force it, I said it myself."
"..." This also grabbed it.
Zhao Qin's stomach hurt from laughing, and he said to them, "Alright, alright, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold. Beimo, go get a bowl of soup for Nanqing."
…
At 7:03, light snow fell outside the window. The community is brightly lit, and countless lights are lit in the dark night, guiding the lost people on the way home.
Liao Nanqing had a long-lost smile on the corner of his mouth, very happy.