Li Jinyan asked: "Grandma, did you quarrel with grandpa?"
Lan Zhi was moved in her heart, but did not answer, but asked: "Why do you ask this? Do your parents often quarrel?"
Li Jinyan shook his head: "No, they rarely quarrel."
He looked around, hesitated, and then whispered: "But actually, they were divorced a few years ago. My sister and I both knew about it, so we pretended not to know and didn't tell our grandparents."
This Li Wenjun really knows people, faces but not hearts!!
He must have been too carefree, which made Gu Zhanyan sad. My poor daughter.
Lan Zhi was angry and in pain. She clenched her hands and tried to stay calm and asked Li Jinyan: "Why did they divorce?"
Li Jinyan said: "My mother insisted. I don't know the specific reason."
Lan Zhi gritted her teeth: Absolutely. Li Wenjun was sorry for Gu Zhanyan. So Gu Zhanyan wanted a divorce.
Li Jinyan added: "Actually, I think it's not my dad's fault, it's my mom who is a bit demanding. My mom is like this to me and my sister sometimes. I checked and it was said to be mental mysophobia."
Lan Zhi was stunned for a moment and said nothing: Gu Zhanyan's temperament is actually like mine...
Some people have also told me that I am cold, arrogant and aloof, and I never bother to explain myself when I am misunderstood and wronged.
He has a stubborn temper and refuses to give in easily.
I have too high demands on the people around me. The same applies to my children, my work, and my husband.
For example, Gu Zhanyan was only fifteen years old when we left her.
Now that I think about it, I was a bit too harsh in asking her to be independent.
Li Jinyan: "I think my dad is the best man in the world. My mom actually thinks the same way. With the help of my sister and me, my mom realized her own problems. Although she still couldn't help but be strict with me and my sister, she
My attitude toward my dad has gotten much better."
Lan Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and touched Li Jinyan's head: "It's hard for you, you are so young and you think so much."
Li Jinyan sighed: "What can I do? She is my mother. I also get sick and fight, but she never thinks that I cause trouble to her. So, how can I think that she is in trouble?"
Tan Dailei was passing by on the opposite side and saw Li Jinyan sitting here. He called across the river: "Born, if you don't go to your dad quickly, your dad will be anxious later."
Li Jinyan pointed over there and said helplessly to Lan Zhi: "You see, there are tens of thousands of people here, all of them are my dad's spies. Believe it or not, I have to sit there for another half hour. The factory opposite is off work, and everyone is passing by.
They all tell me this."
Lan Zhi laughed out loud: "Then you go ahead. I won't waste any time."
Li Jinyan stood up to leave, but suddenly turned back: "Grandma, will you still be here tomorrow? My sister will have art class tomorrow, and I will get out of school alone."
Lan Zhi said: "Yes, I'm waiting for you here."
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As expected, Li Jinyan came right after class, carrying a thermos bucket in his hand, and handed it to Lan Zhi with a smile.
Lan Zhi opened it and saw that it was a fried bun.
I felt a bit mushy all afternoon, but it was still warm.
Li Jinyan said: "You try it."
Lan Zhi took a bite and said, "It tastes good. Who made it?"
Li Jinyan said: "My mother made it. My mother is the best at making this. She said it was taught by her grandma. It tastes better if it is freshly made."
The bun was stuck in Lan Zhi's throat, unable to go up or down.
She lowered her eyes and swallowed the bun: "Zaozao's mother is such a good mother."
Li Jinyan chuckled: "Yes. She told me that she also has a good mother."
Lan Zhi raised her head and smiled: "I took this thermos bucket back and washed it before returning it to you tomorrow."
Lan Zhi brought the buns back to Gu Shichu to eat.
Gu Shichu praised it repeatedly: "Not bad, Zhan Yan's pan-fried buns are as good as yours."
Lan Zhi was surprised: "How do you know it was her who did it?"
Gu Shichu smiled: "Although every family makes pan-fried buns, the taste of each pan-fried bun is different. Since this looks so similar to your craftsmanship and is not made by you, it must be made by Zhan Yan."
Lan Zhi looked at the buns in thought.
When Lan Zhi returned the thermos bucket to Li Jinyan, she filled the thermos bucket full of fried buns.
Freshly fried and hot.
"Thank you. I happen to be hungry." Li Jinyan smiled and ate one.
Li Shuyu was here today, and Li Jinyan picked another one up and stuffed it into Li Shuyu's mouth.
While Li Shuyu disliked his dirty hands, she finished the meal in three or two bites, and then ate another one.
Lan Zhi smiled and watched the two children devouring half a bucket of buns, and said softly: "Slow down, slow down. It's still a bit hot."
Li Jinyan ate happily and said smoothly: "Grandma, can I take the remaining buns back?"
Lan Zhi didn't think anything was wrong and replied: "Well, take it back. It's all for you."
Li Shuyu glanced at Lan Zhi secretly, but didn't reveal anything.
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Li Wenjun called Gu Zhanyan today and told her to get off work early and come to his office if there was nothing particularly important today.
Gu Zhanyan asked him what happened, but he didn't say anything. He could only arrange the things at hand and hurried over.
As soon as she entered Li Wenjun's office, Li Shuyu and Li Jinyan pulled her to sit on the sofa.
Li Wenjun also made her a cup of the fine Mingqian West Lake Longjing.
Li Jinyan held yesterday's thermos bucket like a treasure: "Mom, try this bun to see if it tastes good."
Gu Zhanyan pursed her lips and smiled: "What's wrong? Isn't this what I did yesterday?"
Li Jinyan suddenly pestered her yesterday and said he wanted to eat pan-fried buns, so she made some for him without taking a break at noon.
Li Jinyan acted coquettishly: "Eat and watch."
Gu Zhanyan took a bite and then stood there stunned, with the same expression as Lan Zhi.
Tears welled up without warning.
Even if she forgets in her heart and says it doesn't matter, her taste buds cannot forget.
She followed her mother's instructions and made the pan-fried buns again and again, just to make herself feel like her mother was by her side when eating the buns.
It was the first time that Li Jinyan saw his mother crying in front of him. He was a little overwhelmed and started to cry: "Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you. I made it for grandma like you did."
Gu Zhanyan held Li Jinyan in his arms and sobbed: "Zao Zao is not wrong. Thank you Zao Zao."
Li Shuyu sighed and went over to hug Gu Zhanyan.
Gu Zhanyan held the two children in her arms and cried bitterly, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances, confusion and anger of the past twenty years.
Li Wenjun closed the door and locked it, walked over, hugged the three of them, and said to Gu Zhanyan: "My parents love you. They just don't know how to express it. Maybe they feel they owe you too much and don't know how to compensate you."
That’s good.”
Gu Zhanyan leaned in his arms and sobbed: "I hate it so much. I don't understand, why?!"
