Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The old grandmother? ”

"It's my grandmother."

"My mom's teacher?"

Jun Morou smiled, snapped her fingers and called the waiter, "Hello, give me a cup of coffee, no sugar." ”

"Yes."

The waiter stepped back, and Jun Morou's gaze fell on Jiang Yan, "My grandmother is your mother's teacher, so do you understand?" Dr. Jiang. ”

Jiang Yan's eyes were cold, and he got up instantly, "Jun Morou, you obviously know that I have limited time, and you still let your grandmother come to delay my time three times or twice, and even found my mother's head and asked her to force me to go on a blind date with you." ”

"You won't feel like you're going too far."

"I, Jiang Yan, can like you, but it needs to come naturally, not a careful calculation like you."

"It's just going to disgust me."

Jiang Yan left, and he left resolutely, because he said it himself, his life does not need to be controlled by others.

Jun Morou walked out of the café crying, and by coincidence, a light rain fell in the sky and hit her.

In the car, Mrs. Jun squinted at the window excitedly, and when she saw Jun Morou coming out, she hurriedly opened the car door, "Mo Rou is getting in the car, it's raining." ”

Glancing at her grandmother in the car, Jun Morou wiped away her tears and walked up.

"Grandma, let's go home when it's late!"

"Why is it over so soon, I just saw Dr. Jiang come out alone, his face is not good, are you chatting unpleasantly."

Grandma's words made Jun Morou couldn't help crying, she lay on the steering wheel, eager to shed all the tears of this life.

Mrs. Jun was in a hurry, and immediately got up and patted her on the back, "What's wrong with you?" Don't scare grandma, was she rejected by that stinky boy. ”

"It's okay, my granddaughter has both talents, and she is a flower in the air, and there are many people who like you, and I'm afraid that there are no good men to ask for it."

"Damn Jiang Yan, I'll let his mother clean him up when I go back."

Jun Morou turned her head and looked at the old lady Jun with teary eyes, "Grandma, that's it!" Don't go to the anymore, he doesn't like me, even if the knife is on his neck, he won't like me. ”

"I don't want him anymore."

"Okay, good, obediently, we won't cry, wait for grandma to find you someone who is hundreds of times better than him and thousands of times better than him, so that he will regret it to death."

"Grandma doesn't need it, I have a man who is a thousand times and a hundred times better than him, what is he."

Jun Morou cried all night.

When Wen Wen returned home with Lin Haiyan's porridge, it was already around seven o'clock.

As soon as he entered the door, he said warmly: "Mom, you and Congee Congee will rest first, and I will help you make the bed and clean up your things." ”

"Okay."

Lin Haiyan looked at Congee Congee with red eyes, she stretched out her hand to hug him, "Congee Congee is okay to come to Mom's place?" ”

Porridge stood in front of the coffee table, with her head down, but she didn't want to approach.

The small mouth pouted and couldn't see any expression from him, only showing a bald head.

"Son, I'm a mother, you haven't called me a mother yet."

"Donor, I'm sorry, I can't open this mouth yet."

Seeing him speak, Lin Haiyan smiled heartily, "Don't worry, mom will wait for you." ”

In the room, Wen Wen was making the bed, and Jun Mohan brought their salutes up and put them into the bedroom.

"Wife, do you really want your mother and brother to sleep in the same room?"

"My mother has been very miserable in the past few years when she was missing porridge, and she was only discharged from the hospital for a week because of her illness this time, how could I bear to separate them."

Jun Mohan had some scruples, after all, when he left, Master Congee explained something to him.

Congee Congee has liked to be independent since he was a child and does not like to sleep in the same room with others.

I don't like everyone's eyes to be on him all the time.

Concern or malice is a constraint for him.

So he worries that a sudden change in his life will have bad consequences for his children.

He decided to tell Wen Wen what the master said, and as for what she chose in the end, he would only support it.

"Wife, there is actually something I want to tell you."

Folded the quilt and straightened it up, "Uncle, you said." ”

"Today, Master Congee and I ...... to talk"

After listening to his words, Wen Wen was silent for a long time, she had selfish intentions to let them live together.

One is for her mother.

The second is to make yourself feel better.

The third is to make up for the lack of maternal love in porridge.

But she knows that she can't be selfish, Congee's heart is so fragile, if she accidentally hurts him, maybe she will regret it in her life.

Glancing at Jun Mohan, she said lightly: "I know, I'll ask him." ”

Wen Wen walked out, Congee Congee was watching cartoons, without too much smile on his face, with a sadness he had never seen before.

It was a happy childhood, but I endured so much.

When he was young, he was not used to being looked down upon by the eldest lady, and when he grew up a little bit, he was thrown into the river by the eldest lady, and then grew up with the monk, all these factors trained him not to like to talk and be independent.

It's like a little adult.

Wen Wen walked over and sat down in front of the porridge, and Lin Haiyan stood at the door of the kitchen with the washed and cut fruit.

"Congee Congee, can my sister ask you a question?"

"Sister Wen, you say."

"Will you call me sister in the future?"

Porridge blinked before nodding.

"Porridge, do you want to live in a room with your mother, two beds, or do you want to sleep alone?"

Lin Haiyan's hand shook and looked expectantly, the fruit in her nervous hand was about to spill.

Almost without hesitation, he said, "I don't like to share a room with someone else." ”

As she expected, there was no surprise in the warmth, and the sound of fruit falling to the ground came from behind her.

Warm porridge and porridge turned around together, only to see Lin Haiyan running into the kitchen in a panic, leaving only a back that fled in a hurry.

Porridge small fists are placed on knees and gradually clenched.

This little detail was not ignored, and there was some emotion in my heart, at least this younger brother still had them in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have seen her mother run away and hold his little fist.

Wen Wen rubbed his head and said softly: "Sister go and prepare a room for you." ”

Watching her get up, a small hand took her hand, with a hint of cold, soft softness.

Wen Wen turned back to his eyes with a hint of tears, and he whispered: "Sister, I'd better sleep with my mother!" ”

"Porridge doesn't want my mother to be sad."

"Okay," Wen Wen popped out the word for a long time, and he was already in tears.

She held him for a long time.

Jun Mohan walked out and said softly: "Xiao Congee Porridge is really a good child, he knows how to feel sorry for his mother, it's awesome." ”

"Uncle, what should I call you?"

Wen Wen burst into tears and smiled, "Brother-in-law." ”

"It's so awkward, porridge can be your son, it's weird to call your brother-in-law."

The little guy's appearance is so funny, with that cute face, it really makes people's hearts melt into a ball of water.

Jun Mohan frowned, "Why don't you call me brother?" ”

"Okay! Better than brother-in-law anyway. ”

"Congee Congee, my sister hugged you to find your mother, my mother just cried."

"Well," Congee nodded and let her hold her, his hands hooked around her neck, "Actually, it's good to have family." ”

[Dear readers, the author is yang, the whole family is yang, and the pain is unbearable, so the recent update is unstable, everyone bear more, and then resume the update]