Driving the car, Ding Ting originally planned to go back to his bachelor dormitory, but he thought about it and turned around halfway.

He decided to go home, to see his mother.

He hadn't seen her for a long time, and he didn't know how she was living at home alone recently.

When he returned to the community, it was work time, and it was morning time, and there were not many people in the courtyard, and not many people saw him when he came back.

Standing in the elevator, looking at the beating numbers on the screen, Ding Ting felt that his heartbeat was a little faster for some reason.

I don't know if it's because he witnessed Fang Ruoxi's hardships in childbirth, and he thought of the childbirth-related documentaries he had watched in order to understand his mother's hardships.

Those images have been in his mind these days, in his dreams, and they have been repeating and repeating and repeating.

Every time he saw Fang Ruoxi holding the child with a kind smile, he couldn't help but think of his mother, who used to smile like that to himself from time to time.

Ding Ting didn't know for a while whether he was right or wrong to treat his mother like that?

He knows that Lin Jiao is indeed very excessive sometimes, no matter what it is, she likes to fight for the initiative, as long as Ding Ting sometimes can't go her way, she will blow her nose and stare at her.

The reason why Ding Ting's emotions exploded was largely due to Fang Ruoxi's affairs and the persecution of the child's affairs, coupled with his mother's ignorance, and insulting the person he loved the most in front of him.

All the emotions piled up together, and he will burst into unprecedented resentment towards his mother.

When she calms down and thinks about it these days, in fact, she is just afraid that she will not be happy.

Indeed, if he marries An Yunuo, he will indeed be very happy, after all, it is the person he has had a crush on for many years.

And Fang Ruoxi, although she has always looked down on her, according to the standards of the current society, she can indeed be regarded as a very perfect daughter-in-law.

Don't say anything about herself, her family background is also very good, and for so many years, she has never given up on herself, obviously she refused like that, she has been waiting there for him to turn back, and she has never said that she wants to give up.

Not to mention anything else, this persistence alone is enough to move people.

Just like the boss said, what is there not to be satisfied with marrying such a daughter-in-law?

Don't say anything about lowering your eyebrows and agreeing to yourself, how many years can you struggle less.

Everyone knows what to do to make the right choice.

But before, he was unwilling to make this so-called right choice.

First, because he still misses An Yunuo, he still thinks that it is possible for him to be with her, even if she says that she is already with Gan Yunting, but he feels that he is much better than Gan Yunting, who has disappeared for many years, at least he will not think of her until he is down.

Second, to be honest, he was reluctant to give up because he was a little unwilling.

I have been waiting for her for so many years, how can I say that it is cheap, it is cheaper than others, not to mention that it is not as good as his Gan Yunting no matter what aspect it is.

It was precisely because he held such a breath that he kept holding on.

In the past, when the child was not born, he could still insist, and he could lie to himself, as long as the child was beaten, he was still a clean white man, and he could still be with An Yunuo, and now that the children were born, even if he didn't want to accept this reality, he had to try to face it.

The elevator stopped on the floor of his home, and he looked at the open door and was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

Hurriedly stepping out of the elevator and watching the elevator doors close behind him, he turned to look at the long hallway, a little hesitant.

Forget it, I've already come back, let's go back and see.

He persuaded himself.

Lifting his feet, stepping forward, this is obviously a corridor that he has walked for many years, why does he feel so nervous when he walks today?

Standing at the end of the hallway, looking at the familiar door, with the cushions in front of it.

He remembered that the cushions in the house were all placed in the door, why were they thrown outside the door?

Suspicious, he pulled out his keychain and rummaged through a pile of keys to find the key to the door.

In the past, he only had a few keys on him.

And now, he has some important things in his hands, and naturally there are more private cabinets in the company, and this key has become something that must be carried with him.

Inserting the key into the lock hole, perhaps because he hadn't opened the lock for a long time, he almost twisted it in the wrong direction in the first place.

Fortunately, he quickly turned around, and the door quickly opened.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the room was very dark, and at the same time there was a strange smell faintly coming from him.

Does something stink?

The first thing he thought of was that his mother had made something smelly again, and he immediately let out an uncomfortable "tsk" in his heart, and then turned on the light.

When the light was turned on, he was stunned for a moment.

What's all in this room?

Ding Ting looked at the room full of cardboard boxes, plastic bottles, and things that could only be called garbage, all piled up in the room now.

At first, he thought that Lin Jiao was lazy and too lazy to clean up the littered garbage, but when he stepped over the piles of garbage and was about to open the window of the living room to ventilate the room, he found that these garbage were picked up at all.

Not only that, but these garbage are also carefully separated, and the same material is put together in a pile, like a cardboard box or something, and it is stacked neatly and stacked together.

The plastic bottles, which were also stepped on, were placed in a pile, and next to them were a pile of cans stepped on in a pile.

There are also tin cans, toothpaste skins, and even tattered plastic slippers.

He didn't have to guess to know where these things came from.

"Isn't it true that when I'm not around, she picks up trash for a living?"

Ding Ting looked around the living room in disbelief, looking at the living room that was almost full of garbage, he really couldn't imagine that these were all picked up by his mother little by little.

Worst!

Wouldn't she have piled up garbage in all the other rooms?!

Ding Ting was shocked, and he didn't care that the garbage in the room would leave a smell on himself, so he hurriedly ran towards his room and study.

Fortunately, no matter how much Lin Jiao went too far, she also knew that Ding Ting had always loved cleanliness, and his room was not full of garbage.

But because the windows are closed, my room and study are full of the strange smell of garbage.

Ding Ting thought that the smell on his body was disgusting enough, and after asking about the smell of garbage in his room and study, he couldn't help it anymore.

He first opened all the windows in the house, and then, he ran to the door, looked for a phone number from the outside wall to recycle the waste, and dialed it.

Standing in the doorway, irritable as he waited for the phone to connect, he suddenly heard the sound of something falling to the ground behind him.

Unconsciously he turned around and saw his mother returning with a large bag.

The bag fell to the ground, and out of it rolled out the bottle that had not yet been flattened.

"Tintin?"

Lin Jiao looked at the haggard and almost unrecognizable back at the door, and tears flowed down.