Li Xiang's cell phone suddenly rang, and he looked at the caller ID and it was grandma.
In the past, grandma felt sorry for Li Xiang's hard work and would not disturb his rest after ten o'clock in the evening.
His nerves became tense, thinking that his grandma's condition had relapsed, so he immediately answered the phone and said, "Mother, something happened? No, I'm going to the hospital now."
Grandma didn't want to make Li Xiang too much trouble, so she immediately said: "Don't be nervous. Sun Wazi, grandma is in good health now. There is something special I want to tell you tonight."
"Scared me to death." Li Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed, "Mother, can't you wait until the next time we meet to talk about something? My grandson's heart is almost sick from being scared by you.
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He has a fixed time every week to visit his grandma.
"No! This matter is very important. I don't want to wait so long." Grandma said.
Li Xiang heard the firmness and urgency in grandma's tone, and asked curiously: "What's the matter? Madam, let's talk about it first. Don't say that you are greedy for bacon, and let your grandson find a way to solve it. I
I can tell you now that as long as the doctor doesn’t agree to let you eat meat, it’s impossible for your grandson to get bacon for you to eat.”
Grandma has never been happy with meat in her life. Since she was admitted to the hospital, the doctor ordered her to eat light food. She was always in a mood because of this, and sometimes she would sneak out to eat meat alone.
When my grandma was hospitalized, she often worried that if she could not satisfy her appetite until the day she died, then this life would be too unfair for her.
"You are an unfilial grandson. It's okay if you don't give grandma good food, but you still use this matter to provoke grandma! Believe it or not, grandma will call my grandson's wife tomorrow..."
"Wait a minute, my dear, why are you calling Zhang Ling? She has a much harder time working outside as a woman than I do. Can we not cause any trouble for her if we have nothing to do?"
"What? You dare to say that I am causing trouble!" Grandma gasped obviously in anger, "Well, you are an unfilial grandson. You really have a daughter-in-law and you have forgotten about grandma. My grandson has not disliked grandma yet, but you have started to dislike her.
Grandma."
"Empress..." Li Xiang wanted to explain that he didn't mean what he said, but suddenly he realized the implication of grandma's words, "Empress, what you just said means that apart from the first meeting, you also contacted me at other times.
Over Zhang Ling?"
"Yes, Zhang Ling is a really nice girl! I called her yesterday or the day before yesterday at noon to tell her that my grandma was celebrating her birthday, and she specifically said that she would definitely come to accompany her. This is better than your unfilial grandson.
too much."
At this moment, Li Xiang had black lines in his head because of being unreasonably rejected by his grandma, and he subconsciously defended himself: "Mother, last month, my grandson took the risk of being scolded by your doctor. He organized your birthday grandly, and even secretly gave birth to you.
You ate your favorite bacon and have you forgotten all this?"
"Tch, when it comes to birthdays, there are only three people including the caregiver. Can this be called a grand event? Sun Wazi, don't think that grandma has never seen the world, so don't use this to fool people."
Li Xiang asked helplessly: "Empress, tell me, what do you want to do?"
After grandma said so much, she was waiting for Li Xiang to ask this question.
She said in a very natural tone: "It's very simple! The birthday you arranged last time does not count. Grandma asked for a replacement birthday. This time it will be fine without you, a brat like you, and it can't be without Ling."
That being said, grandma was convinced from the way her grandson looked at Zhang Ling when they last met that this kid would not miss his birthday.
Li Xiang suddenly said anxiously: "Mother, this is not okay. You have forgotten that I am your guardian now. I must be responsible for everything you do when you are old. So I can't be absent when the time comes."
Grandma was obviously complaining and said: "It's true! Grandma has taken care of you to the top of the wall, and finally, your son has become my guardian. What a life! Alas..."
"Mother, don't say that. When your illness is cured, your grandson will still be willing to let you continue to take care of him." Li Xiang tried to comfort him.
"What an unfilial grandson, you want to exhaust grandma to death! I might as well play with my great-grandson while I have that time. Seriously, when do you plan to let grandma hold your great-grandson?"
This is the old man!
No matter what topic you talk about at first, it will eventually come back to getting married and having children.
"My dear, don't worry about this!"
When grandma heard this, she suddenly became anxious and said, "Why aren't you in a hurry? Listen to me, kid. I think Zhang Ling is really good! You have to hurry up."
"Empress! Didn't you just say that you want to re-register the birthday? The top priority is that we should first think about taking good care of your health. I think you don't want to delay the re-registration of the birthday just because your body is not allowed.
How bad is it for Zhang Ling to break her promise?"
Grandma heard Li Xiang's intention and said impatiently: "Okay, okay! You must have disliked grandma for being too verbose. Okay, the phone bill is quite expensive. I won't talk about it anymore. Grandma is also tired and wants to sleep.
Got it!"
Li Xiang was about to say "good night" when he realized that his grandma had already hung up the phone within fifty seconds.
The older generation must be extremely thrifty in every detail of their lives.
Especially for the sake of future generations, I would rather suffer a little more for myself than let future generations suffer a little.
Although Li Xiang complained a lot about his grandmother's behavior, he still enjoyed being loved like this.
You must know that this kind of happiness of being doted on by your elders is far happier than getting an unexpected fortune.
This call provided Li Xiang with an opportunity to improve his relationship with Zhang Ling.
"I wonder if Zhang Ling knows that I am thinking of her at this moment?"
He lay alone on the bed and began to smile and look forward to the day when he would make up for his grandma's birthday.
bar.
Zhang Ling waited for Muzi's answer.
This feeling was like a man suddenly expressing his love to her, and she felt uneasy inside.
Muzi suddenly stood up slowly, glanced at the waiter not far away, and then began to tidy up his appearance.
Many waiters were re-adjusting the background music of the bar, or someone was slowly approaching with a dining cart, or a violinist who had been prepared long ago came towards them...
This formal feeling is indeed a bit like a confession.
Oh my god!
Is Zhang Ling going to have her love confessed to her in public by a woman?
Although the attitude towards girl-girl love in this era is relatively open, and she does not exclude this kind of emotion from appearing around her, it is really difficult for her to accept this kind of confession and become a member of a minority group.
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What's more, Zhang Ling had just agreed to be Li Xiang's girlfriend.
Although she, Zhang Ling, had become Li Xiang's girlfriend with impure intentions, such a turn of events would lead to a spiritual betrayal, which was a hurdle that she could not get over in principle.
No, she couldn't sit still and wait for death.
She feels that something must be done at this moment to save the current passive situation that she thinks.
Muzi saw her standing up at this time, thinking that Zhang Ling wanted to help the waiter, so he quickly signaled: "You don't need to move, just let them busy."
"No, that...waiter, where is your bathroom? I want to go to the bathroom first." Zhang Ling said.
A waiter pointed out the general direction.
Muzi looked a little embarrassed, but it was difficult to refuse such a request, so he had to signal another waitress to lead the way and said: "Okay, you take this customer."
"No, no! I can be alone." Zhang Ling said as she tried her best to be natural and left in a hurry, carrying her bag.
She wanted to make an excuse to escape, and she would never allow anyone to follow her.
Muzi looked at Zhang Ling's hurried back, and he might have roughly guessed the intention. He sat back down in his seat with a gloomy expression, picked up his own glass and drank.
Zhang Ling originally wanted to leave the bar, but when she saw the bathroom sign, she felt like peeing.
bathroom.
"Oh my God, it was just to celebrate my birthday. That woman actually generously bought the tickets for all the guests tonight."
"What do you think the guests at table 36 are like?"
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36 tables!
Isn't this where they are sitting?
Zhang Ling suddenly realized that she had thought completely wrong just now.
Miss Muzi, it seems that she really just wants to find someone to celebrate her birthday with her.
She stood in front of the bathroom mirror and touched the brooch on her chest with one hand. For the first time, she felt that she was so ridiculous.
After receiving the gift, they became friends. The friend simply wanted her to spend her birthday with her.
She can actually...
Thinking of this, if she hadn't considered that there were outsiders around her, she would have really wanted to raise her hand and slap herself hard.
No, she couldn't just leave quietly.
She looked in the mirror and modified some of her makeup, then walked towards table 36 with a smile on her face again.
Muzi was originally in a depressed mood, looking at the table of food in front of him in a daze. When he heard the waiter reminding Zhang Ling that Zhang Ling was back, he instantly smiled and stood up from his seat.
"Zhang Ling, you...you are back!"
"Huh? It sounds like you mean I won't come back." Zhang Ling looked at Muzi's reaction and said with a smile.
"No, no, just come back, just come back. Sit down, sit down quickly." Muzi motioned for Zhang Ling to sit down first, and then looked at the waiter beside him, "It's okay now. Let them continue as planned."
Continue as planned!
When Zhang Ling heard these words, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Because according to the time calculation, it had only been two hours since she and Muzi had known each other, but when Muzi said this, it felt like he had been planning for tonight's birthday for a long time.
No matter how you think about it, this obviously makes no sense!
She suddenly felt like she was being targeted early.
However, the weirdest thing has just begun.
The violinist had already stood aside and started playing "Lake Baikal". When the dining car rolled in, there was no sign of a birthday. The most confusing thing was that Muzi, it didn't look like a birthday at all. He stood at the dining table and looked at her.
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"That Miss Muzi, you sit down and stand there watching all the time, which makes me feel uncomfortable all over." Zhang Ling said unbearably.
"Zhang Ling, listen to me." Muzi seemed to be very serious when he spoke.
"Well, tell me." Zhang Ling felt that she finally got to Muzi's topic.
Muzi continued: "This is the first time I like someone so much, so I am cautious. I am really afraid that if I do not do well, you will think that a person's sincerity is nothing more than this."
"Ah!" Why does Zhang Ling still sound like a confession?
"So I'm going to say something to you on this special day in my life."
Zhang Ling felt that she had to say something at this time.
"Wait a moment!"
"No, I have to say it tonight."
Zhang Ling looked at Muzi's decisive attitude and thought that she was still careless today, what can she do? Now she can only bite the bullet and continue to listen to Muzi.
"Zhang Ling, I hope we can be good friends for life. I wonder if you are willing?"
Oh my god!
This piece of wood is too formal.
In her opinion, making friends is just a matter of words, but Muzi made it full of ritual feeling. And she can guarantee that this ceremony will be unforgettable for a lifetime.