Chapter 335, Mother and Son!

Wen Jing doesn't like to talk. Tang Chong didn't know what to say to her.

The atmosphere in the car was very quiet, but Tang Chong's heart was not quiet at all.

Mother.

Child.

Tang Zhong knew that this was definitely not the first time they had met in their lives.

However, he also knew that this was the first time he could remember that they had met face to face.

How could she see herself?

How could she see herself?

Why did she see herself? ――

He mentally asked himself question after question, but he couldn't find the answers to them.

Irritability.

"No matter." Tang Zhong thought in his heart. "It's her who wants to see herself. It was up to her to think about these issues. ”

It's rush hour after work, and the cars are like flowing water, lined up one after another long queue that can't be seen at a glance. From the sky, the traffic flow in the front and back directions of the entire Zhangjiang Avenue looks like a phalanx of rectangular tofu blocks. It is majestic.

The quiet car drove very steadily. is not in a hurry, the car in front of her is moving at a high speed, and she will definitely not press the horn to urge others. When others stop, she stops. When others go, she follows.

The car radio was playing English songs one after another, but Tang Zhong didn't listen carefully, and he didn't know what they were singing.

Therefore, when they arrived at Jiangnan Water City, the sky had completely darkened, there were no stars and no moon, only thousands of lights lit up this dark night.

Tang got out of the car and shrunk his neck slightly.

Now is the coldest time of the day, the melting ice will solidify again, and the thawed everything will be conquered by the cold snap again.

Tang Zhong looked at the small building in front of him, and stopped, feeling a kind of fear and helplessness of homesickness.

Tang Zhong looked at Wen Jing, hoping that she would be able to go in and report it. Prepare her and prepare herself.

"Let's go inside." Wen Jing said.

"You're not going in?" Tang asked again.

"I'm not going in." After Wen Jing said this, she walked straight away. It seemed that her work was over, and she didn't mean to go into the house to make a announcement. Tang Chong's hopes were dashed.

The courtyard door was not locked, Tang Zhong pushed open the door of the small courtyard and walked straight in.

There is a bodyguard in the small building on the left, and a bodyguard on the top of the second floor. As soon as Tang Chong entered, he found two protective forces. In other words, plus Wen Jing, this woman is protected by at least three or more bodyguards when she travels.

However, those people obviously knew Tang Chong's identity and had no intention of stopping him.

Tang Chong only glanced at it, then climbed the eaves of the porch, pushed the door and walked into the living room.

A wave of ambiguity rushed towards him, instantly enveloping his whole body. The stiff face and body are slightly softened.

There was no one in the living room, but there was a busy figure in the kitchen.

That's a pretty woman.

The skin is better than the snow, and the eyes are like the stars.

The hair is coiled high on the top of the head, revealing a slender and sexy neck.

Even if she was just wearing an ordinary set of loungewear and a plaid striped apron tied around her neck, it was still difficult to hide her long-held demeanor and grace from thousands of miles away.

Three generations of wealth and nobility have become a noble family. Just judging from the appearance and demeanor of this woman, you can see how deep and huge the back of the family she is in.

However, such a goddess-like woman is cooking with a pot in one hand and a spatula in the other.

She took the pan and poured the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that had been scrambled in the pan into the trash can prepared on the floor.

When he raised his head, he saw Tang Chong standing silently in the living room, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he said loudly: "I'm back." ”

Tang Zhong just looked at her and didn't answer.

She didn't ask a question, and he didn't know what to say.

He imagined countless times what it would be like for the two to meet for the first time.

However, when they actually met now, they were far less vigorous or sad than he imagined.

"I'm back."

It's like their son, who has never been separated, but has gone away from home.

Plain three words. But it made Tang Zhong's heart moist and his eyes sour.

It's back.

Where she is, it's home.

Seeing that Tang Chong's eyes had been staring at the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that she had poured out in the trash can, she explained softly, "I have tasted it." Too sweet. ”

Tang Zhong doesn't like to eat food that is too sweet. However, he prefers to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

How to make this dish delicious is indeed not a simple matter.

Don looked at the scale of the trash can, probably she poured more than three pots, right?

"Don't waste it." Tang Zhong said.

The woman burst out laughing.

Laughing and laughing, her eyes turned red. Then big tears rolled down his cheeks.

The well-known god of management in a certain circle, the chairman of the board of directors who controls the 100 billion consortium, the most favored and criticized princess of the Jiang family, and the queen of Yanjing for 30 years - she holds a pot in one hand, a shovel in the other, and an apron around her neck, dressed as a housewife.

She tried to keep her eyes open, but she couldn't see anything.

Her vision was obscured by tears, and she couldn't stop crying.

Tang Zhong didn't walk over.

He just stood in the living room, where he had stopped.

Look at her and laugh. The smile is like the sun passing through the treetops, the wings of a dragonfly waving, the lotus growing like a madness, and the pond blown by the breeze.

Watching her cry. The first teardrop fell, the second teardrop rolled down, the third teardrop rolled down, more and more tears slipped down, and the tears that slipped faster and faster slipped down Tang Chong didn't have time to see the fast Tang Chong couldn't count.

There are as many grievances as there are in her eyes.

So, the tears were like an ocean of broken banks. It goes on and on, as if there is no end.

Tang Chong's throat squirmed, his face raised slightly, and said, "If you cry again, the dish will be cold." ”

So, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and said, "You eat first—I'll make another dish." The last course. ”

Tang Zhong walked to the dining room, and there were already several dishes on the table.

Steamed grouper. Shredded cabbage. Back to the pot meat. There is also a wild mushroom soup.

This is all Tang Chong's favorite food. When he was in Hate Mountain Prison, if he wanted to improve his life, he would cook these dishes himself. Of course, his fondness for eating these dishes is also influenced by his beard. Therefore, the bearded man is more skilled in making these dishes.

She brought the last course. Or the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that she had poured out.

She put the dish in front of Tang Zhong and said, "You taste it." Sweet or not? ”

While speaking, he was busy picking up a pair of chopsticks and handing them to Tang Chong.

Tang Zhong took the chopsticks and took a piece of egg and stuffed it into his mouth.

He couldn't eat, his mouth, his taste buds were no longer perceptual.

"It's not sweet." Tang Zhong said.

She laughed happily. It was like a big sigh of relief.

She took off her apron and said, "It's good if it's not sweet." ”

She sat down opposite Tang Chong, looked at Tang Chong with burning eyes, and asked, "Do you want to drink?" ”

"Don't drink it." Tang Zhong said.

"Hmm. Don't drink. She still looked at Tang Zhong when she spoke. Whatever Tang Zhong said, she followed what she said.

Her eyes were red, because she was crying too fiercely, and her skin was too tender, so the corners of her eyes were still a little puffy.

However, she just looked at Tang Zhong without blinking. As if he was afraid that in the blink of an eye, Tang Zhong would disappear.

Because, this scene in front of her is the scene in her countless dreams.

Tang Zhong didn't speak, and neither did she.

Tang Zhong doesn't move chopsticks, and she doesn't move chopsticks either.

There was just a long silence.

Tang Zhong lowered his head, and she looked at Tang Chong who lowered his head.

Long. Long.

Her mood finally calmed down, and she said softly, "I'm here to do something in Mingzhu, so I thought I'd come to see you—I also know that I'm late, and I don't know what the consequences will be." But I just wanted to see you. ”

"I read the newspaper about you every day, and I asked Wen Jing to collect every piece of news about you. The more I watch, the stronger the urge to come and see you. I couldn't help myself. If I don't come again—I'm going to go crazy if I don't come again. ”

When I settled on this idea, my heart calmed down. However, when I was cooking just now, I was apprehensive again. I've been thinking about how we're going to meet, what to say when I see you, what to do if you hate me—all the way to you standing in the living room, and I haven't figured out the answer. However, what should be said was said casually. It turns out that some things don't need a dress rehearsal. ”

"It's nature." Tang Zhong thought in his heart.

This is the nature of the mother to the son, and it is also the nature of the son to the mother.

All the blame, all the hatred, all the hesitation, all the casualness or reserve, all the blame, all the jerky, and life. Strange, but also familiar. The intimacy of blood and bones, how can time be separated?

"Wen Jing should have told you, right?" She asked.

"Yes." Tang Zhong said.

"You come home with me for the New Year." She said.

"Which home? The Jiang family? Tang Zhong laughed. Although the Jiang family is big, I'm afraid it can't accommodate me, right? ”

"Don't go back to Jiang's house." She said. "My home. Our home. I came out of Jiang's house to accompany you for the New Year. ”

Tang Zhong smiled and said, "That's good." We hate the mountain prison. If I take you back, the bearded man will have a few fewer drinks this year. ”

"I can't go." She shook her head. "I can't hurt you again."

"But I have to go back." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

"I know." She nodded. Tears welled up in my eyes again. She rarely sheds tears, and it is always difficult for her to control her emotions today. "I know."

Tang Zhong reached out and took the red wine prepared on the table, poured two glasses and held them in his hands, one cup was sent to her, while keeping it for himself, he said, "Thank you for dinner." I don't hate you, and I haven't learned to love you yet. ”

He drank the red wine in his hand, looked at her and said, "Happy New Year." ”

With that, get up and leave.

(PS: Thank you wrmuyue and other rich and handsome classmates for their tips.) Wrmuyue is right, next month we will prepare for the monthly ticket list. ）