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Lan Ruojie pulled the quilt for her son, stuffed his hand back, and said softly: "You secretary is really ignorant, and I don't know that I feel sorry for you, so I took so many documents to sign for you." Tell her not to come tomorrow. ”

"She has already said that she will not come tomorrow," the son comforted his mother, "Mom, don't worry, she is no longer sensible, and she already knows that you don't like her." ”

Lan Ruojie sat down and gazed at her son's face with affection, "How old is she?"

"Twenty-five or six, I don't know," Mo Sichen frowned and thought, "Why does Mom know this?"

The mother sighed, "Twenty-five-six...... Xiao Ye'er is twenty-five years old, I don't know if she will be so capable, if there is also a good general manager like you, and if there is someone who loves her like you. ”

Mo Sichen's heart jumped twice, "Mom, don't be sad, I believe that Xiao Yezi must be doing well somewhere." Although Xiao Yezi was distressed, he was even more shocked by his mother's last words.

Is there someone who loves her like you? What is the mother referring to when this sentence is unclear? Is it Luo Shen? or Xiao Yezi?

"I don't know if I can see her again in this life......" Lan Ruojie was stunned, tears suddenly fell from her eyes, startling her son.

"Mom," Mo Sichen grabbed his mother's hand, "we will definitely find her, I must find her." ”

"Hmm. The mother wiped away the tears, looked at her son thoughtfully, stopped talking, and finally said tentatively: "You and Jiamei are already married, Jiamei, I am relieved, but I am a little worried about you......"

Mo Sichen frowned, his eyes staring at his mother, "Mom doesn't worry about me?"

"I always think that your thoughts about Jiamei ......" She didn't seem to know how to express it accurately, and thought for a long time before saying: "Your attitude towards her is a little strange, it seems that you have not been very careful, is it because I am sensitive?"

Mo Sichen exhaled quietly and closed his eyes, "Mom, I feel a little tired, I want to sleep for a while." ”

He slept until dinnertime, when it was dark. Lan Ruojie had been waiting for dinner by the side, worried that her son was hungry, and she was also hungry, so she couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Ye Jiamei, who promised to come early in the morning to deliver food, came in a hurry, and said apologetically as soon as she entered the door: "Oh, I've been busy all morning, I've been in meetings all day, and I've been inspecting the scenic spot, all kinds of busy." Passing by Fu Ruixiang, I brought you stew. ”

As he spoke, he opened a large bag in his hand and looked at his future mother-in-law with a smile.

Hearing her say that she was busy, Lan Ruojie reluctantly smiled and said: "If you knew that you were so busy, you shouldn't have taken the responsibility of delivering food, so as not to worry about Si Chen all the time and not be able to work with peace of mind." ”

Mo Sichen got out of bed and slowly moved a little, washed his face and rinsed his mouth, looking at the small table full of food, he couldn't help but lose his appetite.

Very greasy.

But he was so hungry that he had to barely drink a cup of soup, and he couldn't eat anything else.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. He put down the spoon and frowned slightly.

Ye Jiamei glanced at him and hesitated, "Really...... Can I be discharged?"

Mo Sichen turned his neck and stretched his arms, "It's really stuffy in the hospital, and it hurts all over my body." ”

The soft color on Lan Ruojie's face gradually faded, she glanced at the two of them separately, and continued to bow her head to eat.

"That'...... If it really can, it would be great," Ye Jiamei was half happy and half worried, "I really can't take care of you over there, and I'm worried and unhappy, since you have nothing to do, it's great." ”

Mo Sichen smiled faintly, "You are busy with you, you don't need to take care of me, there is a mother here, Si Yandekong will also come, the second aunt has also come in the morning, and the eldest sister said that she will come tomorrow morning." ”

Ye Jiamei breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the food seemed to be sweeter, "That's great, I'm still worried that no one will bring you food, and I'm still thinking about how to solve it tomorrow." Call me when you are discharged from the hospital and I will pick you up. ”

Ye Jiamei said several times, "That's great", Lan Ruojie's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, quickly glanced at Ye Jiamei, put down the chopsticks, and barely swallowed the rice in her mouth, before saying:

"Jiamei don't come over if you really can't spare time, Si Chen's health has been good in the past, and there will be no big problems this time, you don't have to worry, work hard, isn't it still in the assessment period, you have to behave well." ”

Ye Jiamei felt that her future mother-in-law's words seemed to be displeased, so she deliberately followed her words and said, "Hmm." Actually, I want to stay here all day, but I still have to work, and I really can't do it. ”

Mo Sichen got up and walked to the window to stand, opened the curtain and looked out.

Lan Ruojie smiled gently, "Well, there are many people in our family, and everyone loves Si Chen, so you can do your business with peace of mind." ”

Mo Sichen knew that the more amiable her mother was at this time, the colder her heart became.

Ye Jiamei finished the meal, said a few words to Mo Sichen's mother and son, and then hurried away, saying that there was still a night party.

When she closed the door, Lan Ruojie let out a long sigh, "Si Chen, I never knew she would be so busy, so busy that she couldn't even calm down and take care of you even for an hour when you were hospitalized." ”

Mo Sichen stroked his stomach, feeling empty and burning inside, and the bowl of soup seemed to be fermenting and tumbling in his stomach.

"Well, she's always been so busy, and I'm so busy, so I can understand her very well. The tone of the son was slightly sarcastic, "It's just that I'm a bit machismo, and I'm going to have endless fights in the future." ”

Machismo. It was inherited from his father.

The mother glanced at her son and saw that his hand had been pressed on his abdomen, and said worriedly: "You only drank a cup of soup, how can you maintain a good body?"

"I can't eat it. The son sat down on the edge of the bed, "I have to go to bed early, and I will be fine when I fall asleep." ”

Lan Ruojie approached distressedly, holding her son's face, as if her son was still a doll of a few years old, "Si Chen, my mother asked the second aunt to make porridge for you, although you never liked to eat porridge, but now that you are sick, you can force it, I will let the second aunt make the best food." ”

Mo Sichen shook his head, "The porridge made by the second aunt...... How to say it, it's suitable for grandpa, and it's so bad that you can't see the rice grains, it's really hard to describe. ”

"Well, you've got to eat something. Lan Ruojie was anxious, "It's all my fault that I spoiled you, I thought it was good if you were a picky eater, but who knew that not only did it not change, but it became more and more serious." ”

Picky eater, Mo Sichen naturally admits this, he has always been self-aware, and even makes a woman who wants to implement the secretary's code secretly crazy.

The son smiled and shook one of his mother's hands and said nonsense: "Picky eating is a problem, but it will be inherited." ”

The mother patted him, "That's not good, when you have a child, I must be stricter, I can't get used to it anymore." ”

Mo Sichen pursed his lips and looked at his mother and smiled, Lan Ruojie was inexplicably laughed by him, frowned and was about to ask him what he was laughing at, but his son replied by himself: "Mom, then you have to be mentally prepared, with me and Ye Jiamei being so busy, you won't be able to hold your grandson if you don't wait for ten or eight years." ”

"What? Ten years and eight years......" Lan Ruojie exclaimed.

The ringing of the mobile phone on the pillow interrupted what his mother was about to say, and Mo Sichen looked sideways to see that it was the title of a certain woman on the screen.

The mother was standing in a convenient position, helped him take the mobile phone and handed it to him, and said, "This secretary is really troublesome, and he will find you something to do in the middle of the night." She also saw the words "Secretary Luo" on the screen.

Fortunately, he didn't lose another name, Mo Sichen thought happily, connected the phone, but only listened quietly, the more he heard it, the more weird his face became, and finally covered his lips with his back and turned his face away from his mother, and only responded for a long time: "Hmm." Then he hung up.

The mother was puzzled, "Aren't you talking about work?"

"It's not. Mo Sichen shook his head, his eyes flashed with pleasure, and said with a smile: "She said...... When I got off work, I saw that I bought a half-price supper and put it in the duty room at the front door of the hospital, Mom, can you go down and get it?"

Lan Ruojie stared at her son's face, and her suspicious expression gradually thickened, "Is there a half-price supper? Why have I never heard of it? It's because I'm lonely and unheard?"

The son pursed his lips, "Secretary Luo said yes." ”

Lan Ruojie nodded, "Okay, I'll get it." I'm curious what a half-price supper would look like. ”

After his mother went out, Mo Sichen kept pacing slowly in the room, thinking that the secretary told him not to speak, not to ask questions, and to listen to her.

So in order to encourage her sick boss to eat and sleep well, and not to give him a chance to object, she sang a Roche version of the song, which had the words "summer", "memory", and "can't forget you", the more he listened, the more strange he became, and finally heard the sentence "Give me a pink memory", and when he almost laughed, her singing stopped.

Then he said half-price supper, said goodbye and hung up the phone.

He was a little distressed, he seemed to be in some confusion, since the last time he listened to her singing on the beach in Qingchuan, he installed a music software on his mobile phone, and searched for the "betel nut" more than once to listen, and now, he searched on it again, but he didn't know what name to find it.

Just as he was struggling with the search on his phone, his mother came back, pushed open the door and shouted, "It's so heavy, you can't buy so much even at half price." ”

Mo Sichen let go of his mobile phone, took the bag in his mother's hand, and took out two thermal insulation cans.

Lan Ruojie was stunned. Half-price supper clubs also send such good thermal insulation tanks, and I have never heard of this kind of thing.

Mo Sichen didn't care, he had already opened the thermos jar and took out the food.

"You secretary...... Still not careful enough, she doesn't know that you don't like porridge? It's a pity that you want to please your boss but give the wrong gift. Lan Ruojie asked tentatively, looking at Huang Cancan's pumpkin porridge, the rice grains were intact and crystalline, this was just the porridge that his son could accept, and his second aunt might not have made it so appropriate.

Mo Sichen had to cooperate, and said with great difficulty: "No way, I'm really hungry, so I have to just take a break." As he spoke, he took a long-handled spoon and beckoned, "Mom, you can eat too, there are a lot of them." ”