Lin Shi had already introduced the situation at home to Qingcha.

Lin's father is a professor of history at Shanghai University, and Lin's mother opened a teahouse by herself, with a relatively gentle personality, and in the education of Lin Shi, she has always followed Lin Shi's ideas, which is why they were willing to let Lin Shi step into the showbiz at the beginning.

The two of them usually live a relaxed and comfortable life, and the only thing they are more worried about is their ill-fated son.

After arranging Lin Shi and Qingcha's room and putting the luggage in the room, Lin Dad didn't go back to the living room with everyone, but went straight to the kitchen.

Qingcha pulled the sleeve of Lin Shi and said in a low voice, "Uncle cooks at home?"

"Didn't I say that men in Shanghai will cook for their wives. Lin Shi lowered his head and smiled softly.

After speaking, he touched Qingcha's face: "I'll help, are you here to talk to your mother for a while?"

Mother Lin came over and just heard this, and smiled: "You can rest assured that your daughter-in-law will be left." ”

Then he reached out and lightly touched the arm with Qingcha, "Does Qingcha like to drink tea?"

Qingcha nodded: "I usually drink some, but I may not be so particular~"

"It's okay, Auntie will give you a drink. After speaking, he glanced at Lin Shi, "Why don't you help your father?"

"Let's go!" Lin Shi shook his head, he was still holding him and crying just now, and he was so polite at this moment.

Woman~

Forget it, my own mother~

Lin Shi turned and walked towards the kitchen.

There is a special small tea room at home, and Mother Lin brought Qingcha over, but saw Qingcha's eyes fall on the piano in the living room.

This is the piano that Lin Shi found and brought her back from the beginning!

"Tea can play the piano?"

"Some. ”

"I've always loved the piano, but I don't have much talent, so I can only play it at home. Mother Lin sighed.

Coming to the tea room, the two sat down on the futons at each end of the tea table.

Light incense.

Mother Lin has been engaged in the tea industry for many years, and the tea master certificate has already obtained the highest level.

"Come, taste. ”

Qingcha took the white porcelain teacup, sniffed lightly, the tea was fragrant, took a sip, sweet and sweet.

"When I first mentioned Qingcha to me when I was young, as soon as I heard your name, I liked it, and I thought it was fate. Mother Lin smiled gently.

Qingcha put down the teacup and said softly: "I heard my dad once say that my mother likes to drink tea very much, and I think it is best to be able to have tea and light meals with my loved ones in this life, and have a stable life, so she gave me this name." ”

"It's good to have a clean tea and light rice, a stable life. ”

The two quietly tasted tea for a while, and Mother Lin spoke again: "Qingcha, do you want to hear about what happened when you were a child?"

Qingcha's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded: "Yes." ”

"Wait, I'll go and get the photo album from home. ”

Mother Lin got up and walked out of the tea room, Qingcha lowered her head and sipped the tea, the corners of her mouth raised.

From the time she entered the door to the present, Mother Lin has not asked anything about her family, nor has she had any unusual expression, but has always expressed her love for her.

It's the same as Daddy Lin's gentleness towards her.

Now he took the initiative to mention that he wanted to talk to her about Brother Lin when he was a child, as if he had regarded him as his own family.

Did Brother Lin say something to them?

Qingcha was a little confused.

Mother Lin quickly walked in with a photo album in her arms, and walked straight to Qingcha and sat down.

Flipping through the album, each photo in it is marked with a date next to it, and there are some small records, which makes this album look a bit like a handbook.

From the first day of Lin Shi's birth to the present, there are photos every year.

"This is a souvenir of the 100-day hour, this kid was white and chubby at that time, and looked cute and tight, but there was a little little hair, which made me always worry about whether his hair would be too thin when he grew up. ”

"Fortunately, the longer this kid grows, the thicker his hair becomes, which puts me at ease. ”

"Hahahaha~" Mother Lin's attention made Qingcha couldn't help laughing.

"This is when I was three years old, my father and I took him to the zoo to play, he was very well-behaved when he was a child, he was quiet and didn't cry much, but when he saw animals, he would be a little more lively. ”

Three-year-old Lin Shi stared at a giraffe with his head up, his face full of excitement.

"It's when I was five years old......"

Mother Lin pointed to a photo, and suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, as if she was stuck in a memory.

The photo shows Xiao Lin quietly hiding in the corner reading a book.

Qingcha didn't disturb Lin Shi's mother's memories, just looked down and quietly looked at Lin Shi's appearance when she was a child, which was a part of Lin Shi's life that she hadn't yet understood.

When Mother Lin came back to her senses, she looked up at Qingcha and saw her serious appearance looking at the photo, and her expression softened a little.

When he was five years old, he became more and more different from other children, he didn't like to talk, he didn't play with other children, he was either alone in a daze, or he was holding a book in the corner to read, and the kindergarten children were more and more isolated from him. ”

"We took him to the doctor, and the doctor said he had mild autism, and his dad and I were both heartbroken. ”

Qingcha looked at Lin Shi's mother in surprise, she never knew that such a thing had happened to Lin Shi.

In turn, I began to feel distressed again.

"Autism can't be cured by itself, and my father and I spent more time with him after that, and we also thought of a lot of ways, hoping that he could come out of his own world and liberate himself, but it didn't work until he accidentally came into contact with acting......"

Qingcha listened carefully to every word that Lin Shi's mother said, trying to restore Lin Shi's situation and psychology at that time.

"In the end, we took him to a children's acting class, accompanied him to study, watched him sink into the performance, and let go of himself little by little, my father and I don't know how happy we were!"

"Qingcha, it was the performance that saved him. ”

When Mother Lin said this, tears had already fallen, and her voice was a little choked: "He has grown up little by little, and his condition is getting better and better, watching him become more and more cheerful, as if he has never had autism, we finally breathed a sigh of relief, and supported him to apply for the drama school according to his wish." ”

"We didn't want him to be successful, we just hoped that he would be well! But that accident almost destroyed him!"

"We were afraid that he would collapse and shut himself up again, but he was much stronger than we thought! He came out on his own, even with a terrible wound on his face, and he would smile at us, but we could see how depressed his smile was. ”

But we didn't dare to say it directly, because what he was most afraid of was our worries. ”

"So we're grateful to you, Qingcha. ”

Qingcha was stunned.

"This time I brought you back, the smile on his face was from the heart, he really came out! This time, you brought him out completely. ”

Qingcha only now really understands how difficult it was for Lin Shi to be silent for two years, and the gratitude of Lin Shi's father and mother made her feel a little ashamed, and she always felt that she had not done anything.

But looking at Mother Lin's red eyes, she couldn't say anything.

She handed a piece of paper to Mother Lin.

After a long time, Qingcha took Mother Lin's hand and said softly: "It's all over, Brother Lin will get better and better in the future, and I will always be by his side." ”