Stupid cute maid loves to play tricks

When Ling Zihao returned home, what was waiting for him was a table of unusually rich meals. When his mother saw her son, she missed her very much.Blaming him, he said why Ling Zihao didn't want to visit him, his son should go home often.

Ling Zihao lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at his mother's face.

Ling Zihao opened his mouth halfway, as if he wanted to say something to his mother, but Ling's mother just glanced at her son and said distressedly: "My good boy, you have really worn down a lot during this time."

Ling Zihao was already under great pressure. Hearing his mother's greetings like this, he just felt that no matter what happened to him, no matter what, he still had a warm home. He almost burst into tears, but he still held back.After all, he never showed such emotions.

The sky is getting darker, and the sun is particularly bright today, so the afterglow of the sun is pouring down on the whole sky, which is an extremely peaceful and warm color.This radiance shone into Ling Zihao's home, the curtains hadn't been drawn yet, and the home also had the twilight brilliance, gentle and pervasive.

Ling's mother was very happy to see Ling Zihao, and almost shed tears of excitement. She took her son to the dining table to eat, and greeted her son with tenderness and concern: "Good boy, we don't need to say anything now. Just eat well."

"Yeah." Ling Zihao only answered Ling's mother softly. For some reason, he was afraid to look at his mother's face.

"Mom..." Ling Zihao said suddenly, he felt that he should tell his mother all about his current situation.

Ling's mother seemed to realize what her son was going to say, but she just changed the subject: "Zihao, let's have a good meal today and chat about homework."

"We don't say anything else."

"it is good."

Ling's mother kept adding vegetables to her son, and then looked at her son with very loving eyes.But at the same time, Ling's mother showed some caution in front of Ling Zihao, which made Ling Zihao, a son, feel very, very guilty.

The meal in front of me was made by Ling's mother. Ling's mother hadn't cooked for a long time, but when she heard that her son was coming back, she decided to cook a hearty meal for her son.

Ling's mother added food to Ling Zihao, and asked affectionately, "Zihao, is the cooking delicious?"

This craftsmanship looks mouth-watering, and it tastes more like a delicacy in the world.Ling Zihao hadn't eaten the food made by Ling's mother for a long time, and suddenly felt a warm current in his heart, and only felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Because Ling Zihao didn't know what to say to his mother, he ate in silence all the time. He said that his mother's cooking skills were really getting better and better. Ling Zihao ate and thought, and suddenly understood why Gu Xiaoqing had a deep love for food. The reason for obsession, because he suddenly felt that food can bring people a good mood.

A very warm scene suddenly appeared in my mind, Gu Xiaoqing was cooking delicious food seriously, and he watched from the side.When thinking like this, Ling Zihao seemed to have forgotten the troubles that existed between the companies, as if those troubles did not exist anymore.

Ling Zihao suddenly felt that he was in a slightly better mood.

But before Ling Zihao could speak, Mother Ling opened her mouth.

Mother Ling took a piece of braised pork for Ling Zihao, and asked her son with concern: "Zihao, what do you think about love?"

Hearing his mother say such words, Ling Zihao felt his chest twitch. His mother is quite old, but she asked such a little girl's words. Ling Zihao couldn't help feeling that his mother was still like a girl. , Ling Zihao couldn't help but find it very funny, but also felt that if he laughed it would be very disrespectful to his mother.

"Yeah." So Ling Zihao gently agreed to his mother, then chewed a few mouthfuls of food, and said a little shyly and embarrassedly: "Mom... I don't have any opinions."

"Silly son, you know what love is at this age." Ling's mother only thinks her son is cute, but in her mother's eyes, even if her son and daughter are too old, they are just a child who can't grow up.

Mother Ling patted her son on the back, signaling him to eat slowly and not to worry.

"Mom, do you know?" In fact, Ling Zihao already had an answer in his heart. A woman appeared in his mind. That woman was not Lin Mo, but Gu Xiaoqing.

"Mom knows that love is like a long stream." Mother Ling said solemnly, but her eyes never moved away from her son.So she looked into her son's eyes and said, "But mother didn't get real love."

Hearing what his mother said, Ling Zihao couldn't help but feel a little strange, so he asked curiously: "Mom, don't you love father?"

For a long time, in Ling Zihao's heart, his parents were a very loving and enviable couple.

"Love it..." Mother Ling sighed softly and drank a small spoonful of soup.It was only then that Ling Zihao noticed that his mother was really old. There were not a few black hairs on his mother's head, it was gray and white.This made Ling Zihao feel a little sad, time really is not forgiving.

But the mother's sigh made Ling Zihao feel a little doubtful, and he couldn't help but start to wonder, don't mother and father have the affection he imagined?

Ling Zihao couldn't help asking in doubt: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Only then did Ling's mother come back from her memories. She was slightly lost in thought before, which made Ling Zihao feel a little overwhelmed.He thought he had frightened his elderly mother a little bit.

So he continued: "Mom, I didn't scare you, did I?"

Mother Ling shook her head again and again, and smiled slightly, revealing her mother's original kindness.Looking at his son, he said: "I am very happy to meet your father."

Only then did Ling Zihao let out a sigh of relief, feeling relieved for a while.

I heard my mother continue to say: "Good boy, you don't know that your father and I have known each other since childhood. It can also be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and our two families are family friends."

"Of course, there is also a relationship above certain interests." Mother Ling said indifferently: "And I have always regarded your father as my elder brother. It can be said that I myself did not regard him as my lover. Until now, To put it another way, your father can be said to be my relative."

"So, your love for your father is related to your relatives?" Ling Zihao couldn't help asking, he just felt puzzled, after all, his parents have always been a very loving couple in his heart.

"It can't be described like this." Ling's mother shook her head slightly, and now she has shifted her gaze, no longer staring at her son, but looking at the garden outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is full of beautiful and bright crabapple flowers .She probably saw herself in her teenage years, who was so charming and charming, and fell into deep memories.Then she softly spit out a few words: "It can also be described in this way."

"Mom, what's the matter with you today?" Ling Zihao only felt that his mother was a little strange, but he is such a smart person, it's possible that he didn't guess at all, Ling Zihao seemed to have guessed a little bit.

Why did mother say these words today.

"For the benefit of the family, I married your father." Mother Ling paused, then continued, Ling Zihao was already full.Both mother and son put down their chopsticks, and Ling Zihao followed his mother's gaze and looked out of the window. Only then did he notice that the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows had been replaced. Before, they were pure wood-colored curtains, but now they are black-blue silk flower curtains.It was so beautiful that he realized with guilt that he hadn't been home for a long time.

It's been so long that he doesn't even know that the curtains at home have been changed, because it's not easy for his mother to change things in the house.Mother Ling, no matter what she does, seems to have formed a style, which can also be said to be a pattern.

There are beautiful crabapple flowers blooming outside the window. The crabapple flowers are red, green and yellow.Vivid and moving, bright and cheerful.

"At that time, I was just a naive girl who didn't know much about the world, and the person I had the most contact with in my life was your father alone. Therefore, I never thought that marriage is about two people who love each other being together."

"Then mom, are you happy?" Ling Zihao couldn't help asking, he regretted the words as soon as he uttered them, his mother's tone was full of a little sadness.This was so obvious that he didn't need to ask.

"It's nothing happy, but it's long-term happiness." Mother Ling replied to her son lightly: "We have a very solid material foundation, and your father is not the kind of man who is particularly philandering. Therefore, the two of them live without luxury or luxury. Too easy."

"Supporting each other, we are going to spend our whole life." She looked at her son again, and couldn't help sighing softly: "My Zihao, you... have grown up so much."

"Time... time flies so fast."

"Mom..." Ling Zihao didn't know what to say, he just felt that what his mother said today made him feel very strange.Ling Zihao was a little confused, but he vaguely figured out something, but he didn't dare to break it in front of his mother.Therefore, he can only do his best to maintain the silence that should have been there.

"Good boy." Mother Ling touched Ling Zihao's face: "Do you have someone you like?"

Ling Zihao didn't know why his mother asked such a question, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment. He wanted to tell his mother that he had it.But he seemed to be stunned for a moment, but Gu Xiaoqing's face appeared in his mind.

He didn't speak, but his mother laughed, and said with a smile: "Look, Mom is really confused."

"Our Zihao is already engaged, and we are going to get married soon." Ling's mother looked at her son and laughed again: "Mom is so confused, our Zihao is going to be a big man."

Only then did Ling Zihao understand what his mother meant, and his previous warmth faded away little by little.He felt that the woman in front of him was so far away from him, did his mother want to come and persuade him?
"Persuade him not to think so much."

"Admonish him, don't be so careless. Everything must be based on the interests of the family, and you must marry Lin Mo."

"Repeat the life of your parents and follow the same trajectory as your parents."

Ling Zihao lamented in his heart, why, even you mother don't quite understand what I'm thinking?

Ling Zihao originally wanted to confide in his mother, but now that he understood what his mother was thinking, he was immediately discouraged.

"Mom..." Ling Zihao called her with some resentment, he suddenly felt that his tone was not very good, but he didn't know how to make it up, so he could only regret it secretly.

Mother Ling seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and asked Ling Zihao, "Is there anything you need to tell me?"

Ling Zihao didn't answer his mother's question directly, but also asked his mother: "Mom, you should have something to tell me."

"Well, Mom does have something to tell you." Mother Ling admitted this generously, and still looked at her mother lovingly.

"Silly boy, there is nothing to hide between us mother and child." Mother Ling smiled, there was an awkward smell in the air, and Mother Ling seemed to be trying hard to ease the atmosphere.

"Then mother, tell me." Ling Zihao couldn't stand his mother's gaze like this, and seemed to want to escape.

"The Lin family called me today." Ling's mother said softly, she was a little cautious, she understood her son's temper, and was afraid that his son would immediately turn his back on him and leave.So there's almost something trembling.

Seeing his mother like this, Ling Zihao couldn't help blaming himself, after all, the person in front of him was his mother.

"Oh." Ling Zihao asked in a very calm tone: "What did they say?"