Ling Ruonan and Luo Ziling talked for more than an hour about matters related to the dispute between the Ling and Yang families and how they should respond.
Luo Ziling listened attentively and didn't interrupt much.
At the end, Ling Ruonan's original weak look disappeared, replaced by a look of courage and determination.
"Ling'er, Mom will stand with you at any time. No matter who it is, we shouldn't be afraid of him. Mom has accumulated enough strength, and you will grow up slowly. You have only been in Yanjing for a little more than a month, and you have already
After turning things into this, Mom has more confidence in you. But you must be careful, never trust anyone completely, and never take anything lightly."
Seeing Ling Ruonan's fighting spirit and confidence, Luo Ziling was also infected.
"Mom, let's work hard together to reunite our family of three as soon as possible." When saying this, Luo Ziling shook Ling Ruonan's hand vigorously.
Ling Ruonan also shook Luo Ziling's hand firmly.
The next time, Ling Ruonan asked Luo Ziling about his childhood.
Although Luo Liansheng often told her these things, Ling Ruonan was not satisfied at all. She needed Luo Ziling to tell her the stories of her growth.
Luo Ziling had long wanted to tell Ling Ruonan about his childhood and what happened when he was a teenager. When she asked, he told Ling Ruonan what happened when he was a child without any hesitation.
He started from the first thing in his memory, and what he talked about the most was the feeling of loneliness since he was a child, his longing for mother's love and father's love, being able to study like a normal child, and being able to go out and play with his parents.
Soon, Ling Ruonan's tears were seduced by Luo Ziling again, and she was out of control.
Luo Ziling talked for more than two hours, and Ling Ruonan wiped her eyes for more than two hours. By evening, her eyes were so swollen that her vision was a bit blurry. Speaking of Luo Xusheng, she would not shed tears, but about Luo Ziling,
It always touches her tears.
But she still asked Luo Ziling to tell more about the past. It wasn't until she heard Luo Ziling's stomach growling that she realized it was time to cook.
"Ling'er, we will still eat here today. From today on, our contact should be a little more hidden. Don't let those people see or discover it, so as not to make them jump over the wall in a hurry." After a few instructions, Ling Ruonan, whose face was full of kindness, used a tissue to
After wiping the tears on her face, she stood up and said, "Mom, go cook for you."
"Let me help you," Luo Ziling also stood up. "I started cooking for myself when I was five years old. When grandpa goes out for business or goes to the mountains to collect herbs, I cook and eat."
Luo Ziling's boastful words brought Ling Ruonan to tears again.
She couldn't imagine how a little kid who was only five or six years old could cook and eat by himself.
Luo Ziling's defective childhood was her fault as a mother. When she thought of this, Ling Ruonan felt so sad that she wanted to cry.
When a mother is born, the softest place in her heart is always her children.
I pity the hearts of parents in the world.
After listening to Luo Ziling tell so many interesting stories from her childhood, she felt more and more that she owed her son so much.
She thought about compensation. She must make up for what she owed her son over the years, otherwise she would not have peace of mind for the rest of her life.
"Ling'er, you've been through so much hardship these past years." In the kitchen, preparing dinner with Luo Ziling, when hearing what he said, Ling Ruonan couldn't help but feel sad. She wished she could give away everything she had now
Luo Ziling, to make up for the maternal love owed for twenty years.
"Mom, it's not hard at all," Luo Ziling smiled and comforted Ling Ruonan, "Grandpa treated me very well. He taught me a lot, including being self-reliant and strong. I think if I had stayed by your side, maybe I would just be a bastard.
A dandy who eats and drinks, he can't do any of these things now."
These words made Ling Ruonan feel sad. In the end, she just forced a smile and said: "Thank God for giving you such a good grandpa, otherwise I don't know how you would have lived this life."
"Mom, it's all over. Our hard days will be over. I believe that our wish will come true soon. It won't take long for our family to be reunited and live a normal life."
Seeing Luo Ziling's knowing smile when he said this, Ling Ruonan couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
The man who looked very similar to Luo Ziling in her memory naturally appeared in front of her eyes.
Twenty years have passed and she has not seen him again. I wonder what is happening to the man who is holding on like her?
When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel sad.
Seeing that Ling Ruonan looked a little absent-minded, Luo Ziling simply took over the task and said that he would do it tonight and let Ling Ruonan have a taste of his son's craftsmanship. In the end, Ling Ruonan listened to Luo Ziling's advice and washed his hands and stood aside to watch.
Luo Ziling was busy.
Seeing her handsome son in high-end casual clothes and wearing the Vacheron Constantin watch she bought on his hand, busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner, cooking dishes one by one, she felt a little confused.
I have missed my son for so many years, but in my memory I still remember him as the little thing who had to feed her every day, cried desperately when he was hungry, and often made her sleepless. The little man in front of her was a little taller than her.
, she felt familiar yet a little strange.
Her son has grown so big, but she, as a mother, has only raised him for three months. In the following years, other people will help her raise him. She feels that there are too many gaps in her life.
"I hope that I can make up for all these shortcomings in the future." This was Ling Ruonan's secret determination.
What made Ling Ruonan very happy was that when Luo Ziling was cooking, he kept talking to her. After cooking a dish, he would add a little for her to try. Ling Ruonan, who had never enjoyed such family affection, felt so sad in her heart.
Excited and moved, there is no way to describe it in words.
When Luo Ziling was cooking all the dishes prepared by Ling Ruonan with very crisp movements, Wu Yue also came back.
Luo Ziling warmly invited Wu Yue to try his cooking, but Wu Yue did not dare to agree.
"Try Ling'er's craftsmanship, it must be better than mine," Ling Ruonan said before Wu Yue dared to agree.
"She is the most trusted person around Mom," Ling Ruonan pointed at Wu Yue during the meal, "You can tell her anything in the future. Sometimes when it is not convenient for Mom to come forward, you can ask her to help.
At some point, let Wu Yue take you to where mom works and get familiar with the environment."
"Okay," Luo Ziling agreed wholeheartedly, and thanked Wu Yue again: "Sister Wu Yue, thank you for taking care of my mother these years. I hope you can help me if I need to trouble you in the future."
Luo Ziling was so polite that Wu Yue was a little at a loss.
It was quite a warm dinner.
After dinner, Ling Ruonan asked Wu Yue to take Luo Ziling back.
When saying goodbye, Ling Ruonan whispered again: "Before you meet the two old men, you must keep a low profile. But being low-key does not mean being afraid. If someone dares to do anything to you, feel free to take action. What happens next,