Quick Travel: There must be sugar in your pocket

Chapter 505 The past is not the present
Because Mother Yuan's understanding of Zhou Jianchong was still in the observation period, she never said polite words about letting Zhou Jianchong live at home.

I asked directly if I was staying in a hotel outside.

Zhou Jianchong didn't bring his luggage when he came, and he indeed left it at the hotel.

Originally, visiting was very abrupt, and it would not be good to bother Yuan's father and Yuan's mother, so he didn't think about staying in Yuan's house.

I want to stay and have New Year's Eve dinner together, not only because of Rongrong, but also because he hasn't felt like celebrating the New Year for too long,
After the mother passed away, the house has never been lively, even if there is a nanny, it is still very deserted.

He never celebrates the new year, nor does he celebrate his own birthday, and he has missed many festivals...

With no one to accompany him, nothing would be easy.

But now that he has Rong Rong, he has to pick it up during many festivals, and he can celebrate the festivals with Rong Rong.

Finally, he had someone to accompany him.

After midnight, when I watched the brilliant fireworks in the sky from the balcony, I still couldn't help but get red eyes.

There were tears in his eyes.

How nice it would be if mom was by my side at this time...

"Jian Chong?"

Hearing the call, Zhou Jianchong immediately raised his hand to wipe away his tears, turned his head and said with a smile, "Hello, Auntie."

Yuan's mother has been a mother for so many years, and she can tell if a child is crying at a glance.

Although the tears were wiped away, the eye sockets were still red.

She couldn't help but asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

I just met Jian Chong today, he is quite a likable child.

If he was a little older and had a more mature personality, he would be more suitable for Rongrong.

Zhou Jianchong replied truthfully, "Auntie, I miss my mother."

He looked at the little star in the sky that even the brilliant fireworks could not block the light.

I believe that at this time, my mother is watching him and guarding him in the sky.

Yuan's mother wondered, "I miss my mother, why don't I go home to celebrate the New Year?"

After thinking about it, he said, "You child can't stop going back because your home is far away. It's the Chinese New Year holiday. If you miss your mother, you should go back. Your mother must miss you very much."

Zhou Jianchong had a sore nose and choked up, "My mother is no longer here...not when I was young..."

Mother Yuan was taken aback, and felt sympathy for Zhou Jianchong.

Why didn't Rongrong tell her about this!If she knew, she wouldn't touch Zhou Jianchong's scar.

"I'm sorry, Auntie didn't mean it..." Mother Yuan felt a little guilty, "But Jian Chong, where is your dad?"

"It's okay, auntie, my mother is always guarding me in heaven." Zhou Jianchong had tears in his eyes and smiled optimistically.

"Auntie, I don't have a good relationship with my dad, so I didn't go home for the New Year. Our house is not far away, in Yuancheng City."

Yuan's mother secretly sighed, "Jian Chong, there is no overnight hatred between father and son, and how can they have a bad relationship if they get along well."

She couldn't see that a child like Jian Chong had experienced such pain at all.

Persuasion said, "You and your father are the closest blood relationship. If you are not with your father, your father will suffer as much as you."

Mother Yuan raised her hand and patted Zhou Jianchong's shoulder.

"Fireworks are so beautiful because there are people by your side."

"Auntie doesn't know why you have a bad relationship with your father, but that is all in the past. You have been away from home, can you get in touch with the changes in your father? Now is not the past, maybe it is the same as before. It's different."

"Time flies so fast, don't wait until you have no chance to think about reconciliation, you know?"

Yuan's mother left the balcony and went to find Yuan Rongrong.

She had to find her daughter to get to know Zhou Jianchong well. It would not be good to act blindly.

Zhou Jianchong didn't tell her about such important things as misfortune since he was a child.

Zhou Jianchong, who was still on the balcony, squeezed his phone tightly.

He was not untouched by Mother Yuan's words.

On the phone, there are always messages from my father.

"Jianchong, are you going home this year? Don't you want to spend a new year together?"

"Jian Chong, how are you doing there?"

"Is the money enough? I'll get you some if it's not enough. Don't save too much. The most important thing is to eat well and dress well."

My father has been sending such messages, and he has never replied.

He still hates his former father.

But now my father has really changed a lot. He no longer drinks alcohol and is no longer idle.

After starting the company, I was very down-to-earth.

Even though he hated it, he couldn't help but learn about the situation of his father's company from some places.

When there is a financial crisis, he will also be anxious and transfer the living expenses that his father usually gives back to his father.

After all, there is a blood connection, and the cut is continuous.

Zhou Jianchong opened it with his mobile phone.

After some ideological struggle, I edited the text message many times and sent it to my father.

"I'm doing very well."

I thought my father would be busy with business or already asleep and wouldn't reply to him, but I received a reply the next second.

"Just have a good time, happy new year."

When Zhou Jianchong saw the message, tears flowed down his eyes uncontrollably.

Choking his throat, he put the phone back in his pocket.

Zhou Jianchong stayed on the balcony for a while to stabilize his emotions and make sure that there was no problem.

He just returned to the living room.

Father Yuan was watching the rebroadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, so he sat down without disturbing.

I glanced at the time, it was late...

Maybe he should go.

I thought to myself, wait until Rongrong comes out of the shower and returns to the living room.

I saw Rong Rong and Mother Yuan coming out of the room together.

Just as he was about to speak, Yuan's mother was a little faster than him.

"Jianchong, it's getting late, it's not safe to go out alone, and it's not easy to take a taxi, so you can sleep here tonight and don't go back to the hotel, how about it?"

There was no difference on Yuan Rongrong's face, she and Yuan's mother had cleaned up the guest room just now.

Looking at her mother's attitude today, she knew that her mother would not keep Zhou Jianchong.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he learned about Zhou Jianchong's troubles before, his heart softened and he felt sympathy.

And it's really dangerous to be out alone so late, and it's not easy to take a taxi.

How could Yuan's mother have the heart to let Zhou Jianchong go outside alone?

Zhou Jianchong declined with a smile, "Auntie, I have booked a hotel, it's not far away."

He really didn't want to trouble Mother Yuan too much.

Yuan's mother directly said forcefully, "It's not good to have a hotel to live in. It's decided like this. Jian Chong, you will stay here tonight, and the guest room has already been tidied up for you."

Zhou Jianchong was moved when he heard the first sentence.

He smiled and said, "...Okay, thank you, Auntie."

There is a trace of happiness at the corner of the mouth.

Yuan's mother waved her hands indifferently and said, "Thank you, you're welcome, Jian Chong, you should go take a bath too, to get tired."

He smiled at Yuan Rongrong again, "Rongrong, help Jianchong prepare, I will watch the Spring Festival Gala with your dad."

Zhou Jianchong stood up and followed Yuan Rongrong into the room where he wanted to stay.

"Jianchong, your luggage is not here, so I prepared something for you from my father..."

Before Yuan Rongrong finished speaking, he was restrained by Zhou Jianchong's sudden hug.

She worriedly asked, "What... what's wrong? Jian Chong?"

"Thank you, Rongrong, I love you."

(End of this chapter)