The nanny brought a bowl of white fungus lotus seed porridge, which is Xia Jingshu's favorite food, and she has to eat a bowl every day.

Ye Hao took the porridge bowl, scooped a small spoonful and handed it to his mother's mouth,

"Mom, eat something first." Ye Hao looked at his mother, his eyes full of worry.

His mother was hit too hard, and this was the first time he had seen his mother so embarrassed when he was so old.

Xia Jingshu didn't eat what her son handed over, but shook her head and said:

"Ah Hao, you send Xiaoyu to Han's house."

"I'll send it tomorrow." Ye Hao's voice was low and hoarse.

It was impossible for him to keep the child at home, and he decided to let the court award him to raise his grandparents.

Xia Jingshu suddenly woke up her nose, and after a while, some tears overflowed in her eyes, and the tears fell down her old cheeks, dripping on her clothes.

Suddenly, she was stroking her chest again, and it hurt so much. The grandson she had loved for so long was not her own grandson, but Shen Lu's grandson. The thought of this made her distraught and painful, and she wanted to hit her head against the wall.

Ye Hao took out a tissue to help his mother wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, don't cry. If you get sick because you're sad, I'll be even more upset. ”

He is so annoyed now that he can't be annoyed anymore, so many things have happened at home in half a year, and one by one makes him tricky. Even now, he is worried about Yan Yan all the time, worried about whether she has been infected with AIDS. This worry seemed to be worrying that he was going to suffer from a terminal illness.

Xia Jingshu wiped her eyes and looked at her child distressedly.

It's all her fault, blame her for letting her son marry Han Xue, blame her for always arguing about what she wants to recognize her grandson, but it's the family that makes the family jump and kills.

Syllable......

Xia Jingshu suddenly slapped her face.

Ye Hao was stunned.

"Mom, what are you doing!"

Xia Jingshu sighed deeply. She was hating, hating herself, because she was the culprit for her family to become like this.

And now not only does she not have a grandson, but even her granddaughter is not with her.

Thinking of Xixi, Xia Jingshu suddenly became even more sad, and her heart felt like she had been stabbed a few times.

She knew that Xixi was no longer close to her grandmother, and she didn't even want to call her.

Ye Hao saw his mother's self-blame, but he didn't know how to comfort him. Whoever he could comfort, he himself needed comfort, but no one comforted him.

"Mom, you drink this porridge first, don't let me worry about it anymore." Ye Hao handed over the bowl of porridge again.

Xia Jingshu stretched out her hand to take it, and the moment she took it, her hand trembled, and she almost couldn't hold a small rice bowl.

She scooped up a small spoonful of porridge with a trembling hand, took a bite, and then another bite.

Because she has no appetite, these things are as unpalatable as pills.

But she had to eat it because she could no longer bring trouble and pain to her son.

Ye Hao saw that his mother was finally willing to eat, so he was a little relieved.

However, he still has a lot of troubles in his heart, the most of which is worrying about his ex-wife He Xiyan.

After walking out of his mother's room, Ye Hao took out his mobile phone and called up the castle's surveillance again.

Soon, he saw the woman he loved through surveillance video.

I saw her sitting on the couch looking at a book.