Mu Xintong's eyebrows suddenly jumped and she wanted to cover her son's mouth, but it was too late.
"I've seen the photos."
Jian Jian's heart ached. She always thought it was fate, but who knew it was here.
When an average child talks to a stranger, even if he doesn't think the other person has bad motives, he still doesn't have any suspicion at all. He even asked his son to tell others his name.
"Photo?" Jian Ming glanced at Mu Xintong beside him, and he put the photo in his study. After all, he didn't want others to treat Jian Ming badly, so he placed Jian Ming's photo in some public areas of the living room. Mu Xintong wouldn't say anything.
But that's not good for his current family. When he was still working as Doctors Without Borders, Mu Xintong had seen simple photos. He didn't want to doubt his wife, but what he did made him have to be a little suspicious.
"I've seen it before. Isn't it just a photo? Haohao baby, come to grandma." Mrs. Jian, who was lying on the bed, was a little unhappy. Jian Yihao is the grandson who came from old age. Although she has great-grandchildren,
But the thing that hurts the most is this grandson. He has a sweet mouth, and he was carved out of the same mold as his younger son when he was a child. It makes her feel like she sees her younger son every time. Now even if her younger son talks about it, she won't allow it. Her grandson, and others will not.
It hurts her so much. It's not like grandma didn't call out for so long after Jian Jian came in.
He explained concisely and helplessly, "Mom, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean? My grandson is mine and no one can bully him." After saying that, he took her little hand beside the bed and said, "Grandma's precious grandson."
Jian Jian was silent. His mother had been a bit unreasonable since she fell ill. He couldn't say anything wrong with her, otherwise she would lose her temper, so he could only endure it.
"I've been here for so long and I still don't know how to call you grandma. Are you still waiting for me, the old lady, to beg you?"
She simply called "Grandma" in a very soft voice that could be heard clearly in the silent room.
Jian Yihao pouted, "Grandma, you can't talk about sister, sister is very good." He liked simplicity very much. When he saw the photo of simplicity in the study for the first time, he took the photo and asked Mu Xintong, knowing that it was his sister.
Later, he pouted and asked unhappily, why she didn't live with him, he had never seen her before. Mu Xintong was cryptic and couldn't explain clearly after hesitating for a long time. She didn't know either.
What should I say, but I also told my son not to let Jian Ming know. Jian Yihao recognized Jian Ming at a glance when he saw Jian Ming below. He broke away from Mu Xintong's hand and rushed over. If not for Mu Xintong, he would have taken him
He couldn't bear to leave. This was his favorite sister, and even his grandmother, who loved him the most, couldn't bear to leave.
Mrs. Jian's face suddenly darkened. She couldn't say anything about her beloved grandson, but she could only say, "She must be that woman who won't let you come over. I've long known that she is such a person."
The voice became a bit shriller as he spoke, and the old man lying on the bed was full of energy. He didn't look sick at all.
It was as if the person she was talking about was really that bad and unlikable.
Lin Tingyu's face was a little embarrassed, but she still had a slight smile on her lips, which made it difficult for people to see her impoliteness. After all, her mother-in-law was talking about her husband's previous wife in front of her own daughter.
Moreover, Jian Jian is now her daughter. If she doesn’t do well, others will say that she is harsh on her ex-wife’s children. Fortunately, Jian Jian is an adult now, otherwise she might still live with them. She doesn’t want their family of three to get involved.
, I don’t want another dog.
Jian Jian's originally unsmiling face suddenly lost all its color and became frighteningly pale. She could bear others talking about her, but she couldn't bear others talking about Zhou Zhuxiao, even the people closest to her. Zhou Zhuxiao's love for her
Anyone has to pay more. She still accuses her mother in front of others.
"Is this how Zhou Zhuxiao taught you? There is no courtesy at all. Is this how you treat your elders?"
"Mom, what are you talking nonsense about?" Jian Ming was apologetic, not even daring to look into Jian Jian's watery eyes. He had never understood why his mother didn't like Zhou Zhuxiao and had always hated her. Now he said it in front of his daughter.
, it is very difficult for him as a father.
"My mother is very good. No one in this world treats me better than her. So please don't talk about my mother."
Mrs. Jian is an elder and she can't say anything.
"Huh, that's the kind of person she is, why can't she say that?"
"mom......"
Mrs. Jian waved her hand, "Okay, I understand. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I don't want to talk about her yet. I'll get angry if I say it."
There was a look of displeasure on her face, as if talking about Zhou Zhuxiao had a really great impact on her mood.
Jian Jian sat aside and looked at the face covered with wrinkles and age spots. The kindness on her face was still so familiar and so desirable. The only thing that impressed Mrs. Jian the most was that she fell ill once when she was a child.
I held her in my arms and ran to the nearest hospital. I fell down on the way and it hurt for a whole month. At that time, I opened my eyes in a daze and saw those eyes, full of worry. This is the reason why she came here today.
one.
After staying for more than an hour, he said softly, "I'm going back first, and I'll see you next time."
But no one who was immersed in the lively atmosphere heard it. They pushed out silently and closed the door softly. They looked at the glass window and left directly.
Jian Ming turned his head and realized that there was no one in the position where Jian Ming was. He frowned.