Ms. Xiao looked at her son who was already a head higher than her, with a handsome face and a tall and straight face, and her heart was filled with anxiety. In her life... the one who owes her the most is her only son.
When she turned around to make up for it, she suddenly realized that the son she had abandoned no longer needed her care, let alone maternal love.
It's just... It's just that she still can't help but want to care about him, want to make up for her own mistakes as much as possible.
"A Yuan..."
With tears in her eyes, Ms. Xiao opened her mouth softly again.
Xia Jinyuan looked at the time, and then at Ms. Xiao who was about to cry. He wrung his eyebrows very shallowly, and finally said indifferently: "I'm going out to eat now, half an hour."
"Good, half an hour, yes! Half an hour. Mom knows which store outside is good, the environment is clean, and the dishes are wrong. Let's go there to eat." She was also afraid that Xia Jinyuan would find it troublesome and her speech would be messy. He immediately explained, "It's really not far. It's a five-minute walk. Mom is a frequent customer there. You can let them serve food in advance. You can't delay your time."
Xia Jinyuan's promise made Ms. Xiao so happy that tears flowed in her eyes. This was her son, her only concern in the second half of her life. She made so many mistakes when she was young, and now she just wants to make up for it.
I turned a blind eye to her before, and now I promised to have a meal with her, does it mean that her son is gradually accepting her care
Ms. Xiao, who wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, had a deep knowledge on her face. Now she has no other wish except for being forgiven by her son as soon as possible.
The restaurant is indeed not far away. Xia Jinyuan hasn't even sat down yet. Ms. Xiao can't wait to start ordering. After reporting four or five dishes in a row, Xia Jinyuan's slender fingers tapped the table gently, "No need so much, as soon as possible. "
"These dishes are the signature of the store, they are delicious, you can try each one, it doesn't matter if you can't finish it, all..."
"Ms. Xiao."
Without waiting for her to finish, Xia Jinyuan interrupted in no hurry, "I am very short on time, thank you."
The voice was very cold, like a basin of cold water poured directly on Ms. Xiao, suddenly making Ms. Xiao's expression on her brows stiff, and finally, it became dim.
"Okay, just five dishes, no more orders." Close the menu, and Ms. Xiao asked the service shop to serve her as soon as possible. The excitement that was just a moment ago gradually became heavier. After sitting down, Ms. Xiao saw that she had just put it. The thermos cup on the dining table reappeared with a gentle and solemn smile on his face, "Would you like to taste the soup made by mother first? It's still hot, you taste it first, and cushion your stomach."
When he said that, he opened the thermos cup, the chicken soup that smelled of Chinese medicine floated faintly, Xia Jinyuan glanced uninterestedly, "No, I don't have the habit of drinking soup, you can keep it for yourself."
She refused very frankly. Ms. Xiao, who was acting stiff, re-tightened the insulation cover silently, and put the chicken soup of angelica and motherwort... it was not suitable for her son to drink.
Just about to say something, the mobile phone in her handbag rang, and Ms. Xiao whispered "I'll answer the call", and she lowered her head for an excuse and silently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She thought that this meal was a meeting to restore the relationship between mother and child, who knows... Everything is because she thinks too much, thinks too good.
Taking out the mobile phone from her bag, and seeing who the caller was, Ms. Xiao glanced at Xia Jinyuan quickly, and hesitated to answer it.