Chapter 91: Lin Zhilan Visits Jiang's Family (2)
"Auntie, is Siqi at home? I bought her her favorite sandwich seaweed, can I go and see her? Xiao Jingyan raised the sandwich seaweed that he had been holding in his hand and asked Jiang's mother for her opinion.
"Still Jingyan is careful, I didn't expect that she was in the room, you go and see her, you young people are easy to talk to, you help your aunt persuade her."
"Hey, I'm going, Auntie." Xiao Jingyan got up from the sofa excitedly, bowed to Jiang's mother excitedly, and then ran to the stairs unwaitingly.
"What Jingting did this time is indeed a bit excessive, you also know that I am also his stepmother, and I can't take care of some things." Lin Zhilan looked at Mother Jiang apologetically, and at this time, Mother Jiang was watching Xiao Jingyan run up the stairs.
"It's hard enough for you to be a stepmother, which of the current children makes us parents worry-free." Mother Jiang shook her head and took a sip of the tea on the table.
"Yes, your own children are easy to discipline, it doesn't matter if you beat and scold, if you are not your own children, it is even more difficult to discipline, you are strict, others say that your stepmother is harsh and not strict, and others say that you are partial, only care about your own children, and indulge your stepson." Lin Zhilan has the most insight, and she feels the emotion of being a stepmother.
"It's not easy for you, Jingting, this kid has lost his parents since he was a child, and his personality is inevitably a little perverse and a little extreme, you can tolerate him more."
Speaking of Xiao Jingting, at a young age, first without a mother, and then without a father, Jiang's mother still felt a little sorry for Xiao Jingting, and when she caught a glimpse of Lin Zhilan's expression, she thought that Xiao Jingting's mother committed suicide because of her, Jiang's mother realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing, and hurriedly staggered the topic, "By the way, how is the old man's health?" said that he was going to see his old man with Lao Jiang, either he had something to do today, or I had something to do tomorrow, and I didn't have time to come. ”
"The old man's body is recovering very well, no one expected that the transplanted bone marrow is so suitable, there is no rejection at all, and now he has been transferred to the general ward, and after a while, he will be discharged home."
"Yes, that's great, the old man must hold a grand dust washing ceremony for the old man when he is discharged from the hospital, and wash away the bad luck of the hospital."
"It's necessary, you'll have to help me then, I'm not good at this kind of thing."
"No problem, leave it to me, leave it to me, I'm the best."
On the second floor, Jiang Siqi sat on the bay window with her knees crossed, her long black and shiny hair draped behind her back, and the thin rays of sunlight shrouded her body through the window, so quiet and beautiful.
She turned her back to the door, looking out of the window in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, so focused that Xiao Jingyan walked in through the open door, and she didn't notice it.
"Siqi, what are you looking at?" Xiao Jingyan walked to the bay window, his eyes full of Jiang Siqi.
"Brother Jingyan, why are you here?" Jiang Siqi withdrew her gaze to look out of the window, and was a little surprised to see Xiao Jingyan who suddenly appeared.
"I bought your favorite sandwich seaweed, would you like a slice?" Xiao Jingyan shook the seaweed in his hand at Jiang Siqi and asked flatteringly.
"Thank you, I don't want to eat it."
Jiang Siqi shook his head, his eyes only stayed on the seaweed in Xiao Jingyan's hand for only a second, then moved away and turned out of the window, a leaf knew autumn, unconsciously, autumn had arrived, the tall Fa Tong, the leaves gradually withered yellow, and fell from the trees with the wind, looking for the last place to belong.
Autumn is a season of sadness, a season of stories, and a season of loneliness and loneliness.
Just like the leaves on a tree, one by one parting, even if you are reluctant, you will be separated.