Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

After going downstairs, Ying Xia bit her lip and stood at the door of the study, her eyes were a little red, "My mother is secretly crying."

Lu Jinchuan got up from behind the desk and let her sit on the sofa, "She just feels that she has caused you trouble."

Ying Xia bowed her head, "Guo Peng and those people are just here to fight the autumn wind. If they can really treat my mother well, money is nothing."

Lu Jinchuan knew what she was thinking.

Xia Qiong devoted half of her life to her, and she felt uncomfortable seeing that she had to live so cautiously when she was getting old.

Lu Jinchuan ran down her hair and comforted: "That's not what she wants to see, the last thing she wants is to make you suffer."

"I know."

Lu Jinchuan hesitated for a moment, "Those people are easy to get rid of. If you give them some money, they can treat your mother as their ancestor. The peace on the surface can be maintained. The key is what does your mother think?"

Ying Xia said: "I asked Aunt Tang. My mother has been unhappy since they came. It's because of me. She was afraid of causing trouble to me."

"Then let them go tomorrow." Lu Jinchuan said.

At noon the next day, Lu Jinchuan asked Xing Yuan to take them to dinner, bought an afternoon ticket, and sent them away with 2 yuan.

According to Xing Yuan, when they left, the two husband and wife seemed not very satisfied, probably because they thought that the rich would sell for tens of millions.

This kind of person can't feed his appetite too much at one time.

For several days in a row, Ying Xia didn't see Xia Qiong answer the phone, and she didn't usually contact many people.

As a result, it seemed that her cell phone hadn't rang for several days, which was very different from the previous three rings a day, and Ying Xia also noticed it.

In the evening, Ying Xia came to Xia Qiong's bedroom.

Xia Qiong was looking at her mobile phone, when she saw her pushing the door in with a pillow in her arms, she quickly hid her mobile phone under the pillow.

Ying Xia pretended not to see her movements, walked around to the other side of the bed, put the pillow on it and patted it, "I'll sleep with you tonight."

Xia Qiong: "Who cares that you slept with me? Go back and sleep by yourself."

Ying Xia had already lifted the quilt and crawled in, "Lu Jinchuan has messed with me, I don't want to sleep with him."

Xia Qiong was a sensible person, so she snorted, "If you brag and write more drafts, it will be strange if he dares to provoke you. It's good if you didn't bully him."

Ying Xia insisted, "He just messed with me. He's so handsome that I can't sleep. I have to sleep with you."

Xia Qiong knocked her on the head, "Does that mean your mother and I are ugly?"

"Of course not," Ying Xia smiled, "Mother's love makes people sleep peacefully."

Xia Qiong couldn't help laughing, "Your mouth is getting poorer, and only your husband can bear you."

"You keep turning your elbows to him, am I isolated in this house? Anyway, I sleep here."

Knowing that she couldn't be persuaded, Xia Qiong turned off the light.

"Mom, let's talk."

Xia Qiong: "Sleep as soon as you sleep, what are you talking about? After a while, the chat about mother's love will be gone."

Ying Xia cut to the chase and said, "Uncle Guo hasn't called you these few days, do you think I've neglected his son and got angry with you?"

"He's not that kind of person," Xia Qiong said anxiously, "It's me..."

"You what?" Ying Xia asked.

Xia Qiong said: "His family is too troublesome. I don't want to make troubles, so I just tell him to forget it."

I'm afraid it's a lie. It's probably just because I'm afraid that such a relative will bring trouble to her.

Ying Xia opened her eyes in the dark, and the people who went out to investigate said that Guo Mao was very kind to Xia Qiong.

He is already retired and has a retirement salary. Sometimes he takes Xia Qiong out to play, and when the weather is bad and he doesn't go out, he will buy vegetables and cook for Xia Qiong.

"Then what did he say? Did he agree?"

In the darkness, Xia Qiong was silent for a long time before replying "Yes".

There is helplessness, and a touch of bitterness.

The two chatted for a while, and found that the people around them had fallen asleep. Xia Qiong put on her clothes and went downstairs.

The lights in the corridor on the second floor were on, and the door of the study room was wide open, and Lu Jinchuan could be faintly heard speaking in a language she could not understand.

Xia Qiong walked to the door and knocked on it.

Lu Jinchuan said to Xia Qiong: "Wait a moment."

He explained a few more words to the person on the other end of the video conference, and took off the Bluetooth headset.

"Xia Xia fell asleep." Xia Qiong said.

Lu Jinchuan didn't have the position to talk too much with Xia Qiong, so he followed Xia Qiong upstairs and carried Ying Xia back to the bedroom on the second floor.

The next day, when Aunt Tang came back from shopping, she got a package from the security guard.

The security guard only said that it was delivered by an elderly man, pointed out the family, and said Xia Qiong's name, and left after the things were delivered.

It was the size of a brick, wrapped in a black plastic bag, and the contents inside were wrapped in newspaper.

Aunt Tang handed the things to Xia Qiong, spread out the newspaper, inside were neat stacks of money, and a letter with only a few sentences.

After reading the letter, Xia Qiong sat in the living room for a while, then went upstairs with the money.

When Ying Xia and Lu Jinchuan came back, Aunt Tang mentioned this, and asked the security guard to call the surveillance.

The person who sent the money was indeed Guo Mao, that's right, Xia Qiong must have understood when she saw the money.

Walking to the door of Xia Qiong's bedroom, I wanted to raise my hand to knock on the door, but I still couldn't knock on it.

Because she heard Xia Qiong's suppressed sobbing.

For a person in his fifties, it is very difficult to meet another person who is tempted. If it were Ying Xia herself, her love would not give way to anyone.

Xia Qiong thought too much about her.

When Ying Xia went downstairs, Lu Jinchuan was waiting for her at the top of the stairs. When he saw her, he said, "I'll ask Xing Yuan to go to Guo Mao, and let them have a good talk."

He knew her best, and knew what she wanted to do without saying anything.

Ying Xia said, "I want to talk to him first."

There were few flights back to Pujiang, so Guo Mao booked an early morning flight the next day.

When Xing Yuan found Guo Mao, he was eating instant noodles in a hotel that cost more than 200 yuan a night.

A place that is too high-end will give people the feeling of being disqualified.

So the meeting place was chosen at a tea house near the hotel.

When Guo Mao saw her, he was embarrassed, sitting opposite and rubbing his knees with his hands.

Ying Xia poured him a cup of tea, "Uncle Guo, I heard that you went to see my mother today."

Guo Mao looked nervous and waved his hands again and again, "I didn't look for her, I just sent her the money. Last time my son came over and took 2 yuan from you. I heard that he broke a cup. I don't know. How much is it, take [-], and the rest, I want your mother to buy something for the Chinese New Year."

"You gave her [-]?" Ying Xia also heard from Aunt Tang.

Guo Mao explained: "I transferred it to the card for her, and she transferred it back to me. I had to make a trip by myself. My son came over a few days ago and caused you trouble."

"Can I ask, how much is your monthly retirement salary?"

Guo Mao was a little embarrassed, "Four, more than 4000."

"Do you like my mother?" Ying Xia asked suddenly.

Guo Mao said awkwardly: "At this age, what do you like or not?"

"Do you like it?" Ying Xia asked again.

Guo Mao blushed a little, "I like it."

Ying Xia took a sip of water, "My mother said we should separate, and you agreed."

Guo Mao bowed his head, "I didn't know her family was so good before, and being with her, I think you all know about my family situation, and it will cause her trouble."

Two people, one is thinking about his daughter, the other is thinking about each other.

After a word of separation, a tacit agreement was reached, and then the two of them had a hard time.

In adult life, there are too many things to worry about.