Wordless Love [Rebirth]

On the way home that night, Meng Chilang was still thinking about what Chang Cheng said during the lunch break.

Meng Chilang has a deep understanding of the relationship between age and responsibility, but it is limited to his father's expectations and his responsibility to the Meng family.Marriage, family, these are especially strange to him.

Naturally, it is not because of Chang Cheng's few words that he has fear about his future, it is simply doubts.

The problem between Chang Cheng and Zhang Zikai seems not to be optimistic. I wonder if Chang Cheng will follow his suggestion to negotiate with Zhang Zikai. If Zhang Zikai really succumbs to the pressure of his parents to meet the so-called blind date, it will undoubtedly be between the two Scratch an ugly scar, no matter how difficult it is to repair.

He was depressed because he remembered that his parents seemed to be very worried about his marriage recently.

But what the heck.Anyway, if you can procrastinate, you can procrastinate, and if you can't procrastinate, you can say frankly and frankly that the matter is a foregone conclusion, no matter what troubles you will encounter at that time, you must bear the bullet and carry it.

This is the price he has to pay for being with Zhao Lingyu, and he has long been mentally prepared.

But if you want to make him show weakness, or do some actions that they expect to please or appease your parents, Meng Chilang thinks it is completely unnecessary.Concealment is sometimes self-defeating. If you take a step back, the other party will take a step further. It is human nature to push forward. It is better not to give your parents too much illusion that can change you early in the morning.

At the red light, the car stopped firmly in front of the zebra crossing.

Zhao Lingyu stretched out his hand to pinch Meng Chilang's face. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but his expression was very serious.He has been worried all the way, and now he has the opportunity to have a good talk with him.

Meng Chilang groaned, turned his head and threw away his hand angrily, and was facing Zhao Lingyu's grinning teeth on the car window mirror. His mood suddenly brightened, he pulled his bag, and took it out from inside. The package of wedding candies that had already been unpacked was selected from a bride with a phoenix coronet and a bridegroom with a red silk knot and a hat, opened it himself, and fed it to his mouth.

Zhao Lingyu frowned, and Meng Chilang grinned and said, "I'll lend you a little luck, hey, the green light is here."

He chose a peanut-flavored hard candy.

Zhao Lingyu doesn't like sugar. It can be said that he doesn't like sweets very much. Similarly, he doesn't like peanuts.Seeing him adjust the car gear, when he stepped on the accelerator, the muscles in his cheeks moved rapidly, there was not a clicking sound, and he swallowed it in a short while.

It's like swallowing poison, but it's like sugar.

Meng Chilang took another candy maliciously and pushed it into his mouth with his index finger.

The fingertips felt warm and moist to the touch, he didn't rush to let go, and rubbed against his lips before giving up.Zhao Lingyu grabbed his hand in a flash, kissed it, and overlapped with his right hand holding the steering wheel.

His eyes were staring straight at the road ahead, and what he saw more from the corner of his eye was the road conditions behind the car in the rear mirror, and he was very serious.

Meng Chilang smiled, and his playful interest became very tactful.He moved his crossed legs, changed his posture, and complained to Zhao Lingyu both true and false: "There is really a lot of money to be paid in the second half of the year. This month alone will cost two sums, and it will be paid during the National Day holiday." When we get married, we will make up for our meal. Red envelopes are indispensable. There is also a child who is one year old. His mother also said that he would bring us boiled red eggs. I don’t know what it looks like. I haven’t seen it yet... "

At times like this, he always talks too much unconsciously.

Getting along between two people is largely a process of making up for each other's strengths. Zhao Lingyu is quiet, and he is not a rowdy person, but he is used to being a chatterbox in front of him.

November passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was time for Haicheng to really change seasons. The short autumn had little sense of existence under the unscrupulous summer, and finally waited for the hot summer to disdain. .

It was another season of rampant flu, and this time, unfortunately, Mr. Zhao also drank traditional Chinese medicine for several days, and was sent to the hospital with a low-grade fever that lasted for three days.

The old man has always been in good health, but he is no match for the resilience and resistance of young people. A small flu actually made the old man return all the setbacks he hadn't felt for decades.

He was very stubborn, he made a fuss about being discharged from the hospital, and he didn't allow the old housekeeper to publicize it. He felt that it was a big deal, but for the old man who had served the old man for dozens of years, the old Dongtou had a lot of ways to deal with it.

Zhao Lingyu got the news before noon the next day. It was the weekend and he was cooking at home when the oil pan was turned off just as it was heating up.He frowned very rarely, and it took him a while to knock on the phone to signal to Uncle Dong over there that he knew.

Then he went upstairs and interrupted Meng Chilang's sketching brush.

"Want to go out to eat?" Meng Chilang's surprised tone made Zhao Lingyu pause, the tension in his heart instantly released, he turned around and half embraced Meng Chilang, nodded to him, then half hugged and half pushed him to the ground Let him go back to the house and change out of his pajamas.

Oddly enough, he personally picked out a suit from Meng Chilang's closet hanging for him to wear.

"Yo, not bad." Meng Chilang was quite satisfied with his vision, so satisfied that he couldn't help but be complacent: "Sure enough, it's subtle, a famous teacher produces a good apprentice."

Zhao Lingyu just smiled.

He was so nervous just now that he even forgot the half-empted lunch in the kitchen, so he didn't feel hungry in such a hurry.So, he texted Ying Jie and ordered Ying Jie to bring it for delivery. After thinking about it, he ordered the famous healing porridge and some light and delicious dishes in that shop.

The car turned a few turns on the road and got off the ring road. The scenery on the road was very strange, and there were bustling but disorderly vendors everywhere. Finally, the car stopped in front of an electronic gate.

The doorman registered the license plate before letting him go. Meng Chilang felt that this architectural style was very strange, and there were fruit shops and flower shops all around him. He was wondering when he looked up, and saw a sign with the word hospital in his eyes.

Hospital?

Meng Chi asked quickly, "Who are you looking for? Who is hospitalized?"

After his father had an accident last time, and he still refused to let go of the family doctor who had been injured and was not fully healed and could not work hard, Meng Chilang was a little oversensitive to these things.

After the car was backed up and parked properly, Zhao Lingyu said: My grandpa.

"Huh?" Meng Chilang uttered a single syllable for no reason, and when he felt sorry later, he almost jumped up and hit his head on the roof of the car!

"What?!" Meng Chilang was frightened, not because of the fact that he was about to openly meet the elder of the parents, but because the old man was ill, which worried him. "What's going on? Is the old man okay? What's the situation now? Is it serious?"

What he is most afraid of are those common diseases of old age. The three highs are considered mild. If there is a sudden stroke such as cerebral hemorrhage, it will be no joke!But Zhao Lingyu's calm expression could not calm him down. This person has always been very calm. The more serious the matter, the calmer he is, which made Meng Chilang feel confused.

Zhao Lingyu smiled slightly, reached out and patted his head, and said: It's okay, I just have a cold.Staying in the hospital for a few days is to let him have a good physical examination.

"Really?"

Zhao Lingyu nodded.

Only then did Meng Chilang heave a sigh of relief, "I'm scared to death, what are you talking about halfway?!" He easily shirked the responsibility for the misunderstanding, and then asked in detail about the old man's current condition. It stopped suddenly in the lobby.

Damn, he forgot one important thing.

It is a common-sense courtesy to bring a gift to an elder when you come to visit a doctor, not to mention, this elder is not an ordinary elder!

Meng Chilang slapped his head, ran back anxiously and said, "What can you sell around here, God!" He still paid attention to the streets along the way, but on both sides of the streets, except for some restaurants serving three meals, It was a fruit shop and a flower shop. He even counted the 'rental beds' posted in red paper and black characters on the gate of a suspected hotel, but there was no high-end nourishing tonic store he wanted.

It was hard to find a traditional Chinese medicine store, but the products in it were all according to the doctor's prescription, and there were really no such things that could be sold.

So, at the first formal meeting, Meng Chilang's hands-on gift was made of bamboo with a high handle, wrapped in vulgar speckled printed transparent plastic paper, tied with rose red and yellow ribbons and bows, and filled with baskets of various seasonal fruits such as bananas and apples. .

When they entered the door, the old man was lying on the bed and haggling with the old housekeeper. Every year, there are so few physical examinations. What kind of troubles did it take this time? They drew his blood and pushed him into all kinds of strange things. Look at this and that, the handicrafts of the ancestors are no less accurate than these foreign gadgets, and he went home and asked the old Chinese doctor at home to take his pulse and it was over.

"...Grandpa!" After hesitating for a while, that Grandpa Zhao was directly omitted.Mr. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and when he saw his grandson and grandson-in-law coming in and out, he was about to question the old housekeeper who said he was so unassuming, but he was taken aback by the fruit basket in Zhao Lingyu's hand.

"Grandpa, are you alright? Are you still feeling sick? What did the doctor say?" Meng Chilang's concern for the old man was mixed. At this time, seeing that he was still hanging with a needle on the back of his hand and an infusion tube, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

The old man waved his other hand, and said with a smile: "Nutrition bottles are all tricks to cheat people's money. Don't worry. Hehe, you kid, come here quickly and sit by Grandpa's side."

Meng Chilang was obedient, but he didn't dare to sit on the hospital bed. He was afraid that he would accidentally touch or tear something off, so he moved the chair, and obediently sat within the reach of the old man like a primary school student.

Compared with him, Zhao Lingyu seemed much calmer.

Since he entered the door, he looked the old man up and down, then turned to look at Uncle Dong questioningly.

Except, he had the sympathy item in his hand abnormally and didn't put it down immediately, which didn't reveal his nervousness at all.

Uncle Dong knew about the child he had single-handedly raised. When he met him at this moment, he slapped Meng Chilang on the face of the old man who said he was fine and healthy.

The inspection results have not yet come out, but some problems can be roughly seen on the filmed films.The old man has always been greedy for drinking, and his liver and kidneys have some serious problems. The fatigue in his early years has also damaged his health. In a word, the doctor's order is for the old man to live a life of a Taoist priest who eats light food and prohibits alcohol and smoking.

Uncle Dong explained everything in detail, and the old man yelled as soon as he heard it: "Fart, monks still share wine and eat meat, these foreign doctors know exaggeration, my old man can still explain it because of a cold." Not here?!"

"Grandpa!" Accompanied by Meng Chilang's dissatisfied voice, came Zhao Lingyu's rather sharp gaze.

The old man opened his mouth, hummed and stopped talking.

Meng Chilang hurriedly comforted him, saying that the doctor's words must be believed ninety percent, and told him how to maintain health and take care of his body.There were two factions in the ward for a while. Zhao Lingyu and Uncle Dong only cared about his grandfather's situation in depth, while the old man was completely left to Meng Chilang to deal with.

As for the old man who was cared for when he saw the two of them, he couldn't remember for a while that the sense of mystery he wanted to maintain in front of Meng Chilang did not violate his coldness and warmth.

The door of the ward was opened, Zhao Lingyu thought it was Ying Jie, but it was Mo Cailing who came in with the hospital food!

When she saw Zhao Lingyu, her eyes lit up suddenly, but when an unbelievable voice and the old man's hearty laughter mingled in her ears, Mo Cailing turned her head to look, her face suddenly faded, and she was stunned. I froze in place.