For the rest of the night, Yang Yi had no sleep, tossing and turning until dawn before falling asleep in a daze. After falling asleep, I didn't notice anything abnormal, and I didn't have strange dreams. Zhu Shanhua couldn't sleep, and tossed many times in one night.

When Yang Yi got up in the morning, he somehow saw ten more small holes in the mattress. He guessed he made it himself, but he couldn't remember when or how he made it. Each of the ten small holes looked like they had been pierced with a sharp instrument that resembled a knife, and Yang Yi couldn't figure out how he could be so bored as to prick a mattress. You know, he didn't do such a stupid thing when he was ten years old when he was obsessed with Japanese ninjas. At a very young age, he understood that his family was poor and had no extra money to waste.

So I didn't dare to tell Zhu Shanhua about Xiaodong, she was already too tired, and there was no need to spend more money to change it. Second, having ten more small holes doesn't affect anything, and Yang Yi is not picky, so he sleeps correctly.

Zhu Shanhua's drinking sex makes her always go to bed late and get up late, and calling her to get up before twelve o'clock is more painful than asking for her life, and the task of cooking falls on Yang Yi's head. Fortunately, both mother and son have a bad virtue, that is, they don't eat breakfast, which saves a lot of trouble.

Yang Yi was cooking lunch, and there was still one dish left to stir-fry. It's June, it rained yesterday, it's stopped today, the sun is shining, and the temperature is rising again. In order to save electricity, Yang Yi couldn't even turn on the fan, so he simply took off his shirt and cooked there naked.

Zhu Shanhua got up, her hair was scattered like a female ghost, and she was swaying around in a daze.

Yang Yi couldn't help but laugh when he saw it, and said, "Ms. Zhu Shanhua, don't come out to be scary before you clean it up." ”

Zhu Shanhua casually pushed her hair to the back of her head and said vaguely, "Son, is the fever down?"

"Retreated. Does my mother's ginger soup still work? I left early, and I slept refreshed!"

"Who am I? I'm your mother, Zhu Shanhua!" Zhu Shanhua was proud, reached into the blouse and scratched her chest with a very indecent movement, and by the way, she went to her room and touched a cigarette to light it, took a hard breath, and slowly spit out a very beautiful cigarette roll, and then woke up completely.

"Smoke less! I've seen enough people in the hospital to smoke to death, and I don't want to see you, and I won't cough day and night in the future." ”

"Gotcha, gotcha. The old lady will only die of poverty, not smoked to death. ”

Zhu Shanhua held a cigarette in her mouth, leaned against the door and watched Yang Yi cook, the more she looked, the happier she became. This son really has nothing to say, he is diligent and filial, and he looks invincible and handsome, and he really burned high incense for eight lifetimes to ask for such a good son.

Yang Yi is busy in front of the pot and behind the pot, and his naked upper body has begun to show the inverted triangle shape of an adult man's bodybuilding, with wide shoulders, thin waist and narrow buttocks that look pleasing to the eye. The sun shone in through the window, shining on his strong arms lined with broad back muscles, the color was lighter than that of the Oriental, revealing a healthy color, and Zhu Shanhua wanted to rush up and bite hard.

Yang Yi turned around and saw Zhu Shan's colorful eyes, so he smiled and said, "Mom, I have figured it out, I am your son, not your concubine." Please don't look at me with the same eyes as you see the best bacon. ”

"Cut! Zhu Shanhua said stupidly: "Let the old lady fantasize about my concubine, you can't do this?

Yang Yi shrugged and said, "Whatever you want." Anyway, you'll just think I'm too tender and chewy. ”

Zhu Shanhua was suddenly choked by the smoke and was shocked: "Who taught you this kind of black language?"

"Good sister in your shop. Every time I went, their eyes looked like they were going to swallow me alive. Are they so? It seems that they don't lack men. ”

Zhu Shanhua pinched off the cigarette fiercely, and cursed: "Dare to covet my son?! Dare to live impatiently! Look at the old lady to destroy them tonight!" His eyes shook on Yang Yi's upper body for a while, and he couldn't help but laugh again: "Don't say it, although there are many men, they are all ninth-rate goods, and they are not as valuable as sanitary napkins, which is as good as my son." Well, they can't be let go for this reason, the female pervert still has to be exterminated. The old lady is doing the right thing for heaven and eliminating harm for the people!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Yes, yes, female king, you are angry." Wait for me a little longer, fry this shredded potato and start the meal. ”

Zhu Shanhua leaned on the door frame with a smile and continued to watch Yang Yi busy. Although he always encounters unladylike people in finding men, this son is the best of the best, and he finally brings some comfort to the battered heart.

His eyes floated back and forth, falling on Yang Yi's back and waist, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"Son, when did you have these two marks on your waist?"

"Huh?" Yang Yi turned his head to look at his waist, the angle was wrong, he couldn't see clearly, so he asked, "What does it look like?"

Zhu Shanhua hesitated for a moment and said, "Like two eyes." ”

Bang! The spatula in Yang Yi's hand fell into the pot without a hand.

Eye!

All I could think of was the strange eyes on the man's waist in the illusion on the bridge.

Two mothers and sons, one leaning against the door frame and the other standing in front of the stove, also had a great change in face.

The huge waves rolled in Yang Yi's heart, and the idea of whether to say or not to say was at war in his heart for a long time before he said astringently: "Mom-" The latter sentence I have something to say to you has not yet been spoken, so I heard Zhu Shanhua say: "Son, I have something to tell you!"

Yang Yi turned around in disbelief, and saw Zhu Shanhua running into his room with slippers and taking out a piece of paper.

"What is this?my birth certificate?" Yang Yi wanted to joke, but the impatient atmosphere was a little tense, and neither of them could laugh.

Zhu Shanhua said uneasily: "It's that thing, I'm still a little more stable in my heart." ”

Then Yang Yi went to the table and sat down, and Zhu Shanhua said, "Son, did I say you picked it up?"

"Yes. Yang Yi said: "So much so that I sometimes think that you are not planning to throw me away." Shrugging his shoulders, he said nonchalantly: "Who cares? Anyway, you are my mother, I am your son, I just know this." Don't pop up any gossip about my biological mother suddenly thinking about me, or the gossip and bloody plot of which wealthy family I am an orphan. To be honest, I'm not interested, I love living with you. It doesn't matter who she is, stand aside for me, and you are the one who raised me!"

Zhu Shanhua was very happy, and kissed Yang Yi on the forehead with a loud voice, and said, "Stinky boy, I didn't raise you in vain." ”

Yang Yang The piece of paper in his hand, Zhu Shanhua said: "I only told half of the story before, but now I will talk about the second half." ”

Yang Yi hurriedly poured water, preparing to moisten Zhu Shanhua's throat, he was not interested in who gave birth to him, but he was quite interested in listening to the story.

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