Wordless Love [Rebirth]

The Zhao family is used to doing things according to their will. They don't know that their own way has been written into the genetic equation since that generation and has been well inherited.

At this moment, even though Mo Cailing turned pale due to the blow, Zhao Lingyu didn't intend to pay attention to it, and the old man just glanced at it, and his attention was all focused on saying, "I'm old, even if I want to eat something, it's no fun to pick it up by myself." . After the hint, Meng Chilang who peeled the apples himself.

Uncle Dong has always been well-rounded, so he stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Miss Mo, I'll be here." Mo Cailing had been in the hospital for a while, and before that, she went to the hospital cafeteria to cook meals for the old man.Hearing that the old man doesn't like to eat the bland and oily dishes of the hospital, she specially asked the doctor about the dietary taboos, and borrowed the help of the kitchen's chef to make this meal with great effort.

She managed to stabilize her mind, and smiled at Uncle Dong with a forced but appropriate arc, saying that she should.She was grateful to Uncle Dong in her heart. If it weren't for him, she might not even have the courage to take a step forward at this time.

But Uncle Dong's next words stabbed a thorn in her heart.

Uncle Dong nodded politely to her, and when he walked back with the dinner plate, he saw Meng Chilang who was pestered by the old man to peel an apple, which made Master Ling Yu frown, and said with both a smile and a smile: "Okay, Xiao Lang Don't mess around with the old man, what kind of fruit will you eat when you're about to eat?"

Xiao Lang.

Compared with her voice of Miss Mo, it is immediately clear who is close and who is not.

"Hey, I said you old bastard, if you don't fight against me for a day, then you..."

"Grandpa." Meng Chilang shouted helplessly, interrupting the old man's habitual conversation with the old housekeeper.He held back his laughter, because he was enjoying himself because he was greedy for such a small gain, and because of what Uncle Dong said with a haughty face, blowing his beard and staring at him, it really made people laugh.

"It's almost ready." He turned back to Uncle Dong and said, "It's okay, just take a slice."

Uncle Dong put down the dining table on the bed. The old man was not very satisfied. He is not paralyzed. As for eating, he has to stay on the bed?As soon as the tableware with the words "hospital" printed on it was put on the table, no matter how tempting the food smelled, the old man would have nothing to eat.

The old man turned his head to look at the apple in Meng Chilang's hand, as if he couldn't see it.

Zhao Lingyu lowered his head and looked at his watch. After waiting for less than a minute, Ying Jie pushed the door open and entered.

He was sweating profusely, the old man was sick and hospitalized, it was a big deal, and the young master was in such a hurry that he didn't have time to talk to him in detail, Ying Jie was almost terrified by his own guesses and imaginations along the way.

Seeing the old man sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed vigorously and competing with Uncle Dong, with a ruddy complexion and a Hong Zhong when he spoke, he was relieved.

"Are you all right? When did it happen? You should have asked the young master to come back to accompany you earlier." While talking, Ying Jie lifted up the two big bags in his hand. The old man was very happy when he saw it.

"Good boy! It really didn't hurt you in vain, hey, hurry up, take this away, old Dongtou, what are you still doing standing up, drag the folding table out." The old man smiled and began to give orders.

Ying Jie put the things on the table and said in response: "I don't even know that you are hospitalized. I don't have the foresight to help you think about this in advance. This is the young master's order."

"Oh?"

The old man looked at Zhao Lingyu in surprise.

Zhao Lingyu had a gentle expression. He reached out and patted Meng Chilang's head, who was holding an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, with a smile in his eyes.

When the old man saw it, he snorted unhappily.

He just said, how could the older child he looked at be such a considerate person?Sure enough, it was Xiaomeng's idea.He was dissatisfied with his grandson's incompleteness, but the smile on Meng Chilang's face grew a little stronger.

Such a good boy!

Meng Chilang didn't know why, so he lowered his head and glanced at the apple that had been accidentally dug out by him at the end, and covered his back guiltily, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, the food is already on the table, and the fruit is still there after the meal." Let's talk about it later." He glanced at the food on the table, it was the brand of a restaurant he was familiar with, and he could tell what ingredients were used in that dish just by looking at the dishes, and he immediately regained his energy , and introduced the dishes to him one by one.

"Miss Mo, do you want to have dinner with us?" Uncle Dong still pursued the principle of not neglecting any guest.

The smile on Mo Cailing's face was almost loose, she gritted her teeth hard and jumped on the root, then slowly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Then, she smiled: "Thank you."

"Don't be so polite, you are my honored guest."

Ying Jie didn't seem to notice that there was another person in the room, and he didn't seem to notice Mo Cailing's struggling smiling face. He opened his eyes wide and exaggeratedly surprised: "Miss Mo, you're here too. Come on , come and eat."

At the table for four, the old butler was used to standing aside, but Ying Jie hurriedly stood up.

Mo Cailing only felt that it was very difficult to breathe in this small space, and the expressions on everyone's faces were distorted and magnified in front of her eyes, as if through a magnifying glass.These people were clearly smiling, but they were all laughing at her pity.

The other three did not pay any attention to this episode.

In terms of eating, Meng Chilang is much more professional than Zhao Lingyu, a great chef who has become a monk halfway.

"This one is good. It tastes light but very refreshing... This one is even better. You just have a fever. It's the best thing to eat...Grandpa, you must try this one. It tastes good, right? Then eat more... ..."

For one meal, Meng Chilang almost paid for his hospitality for the rest of his life.

The Zhao family has strict rules at the dining table, unless there is such a special reunion during the New Year’s Eve, when they usually go back to the ancestral house, the children and grandchildren always behave in front of him, obeying the ancestral precept of not saying anything, and being persuaded to eat like this, since his wife died After that, the old man never felt it again.

The smile on his face was sincere, without the slightest hint of inscrutable appearance, and he was no different from the ordinary old man whose children and grandchildren were smiling around their knees.

Reciprocating, the old man asked Meng Chilang a lot of homely things in detail, cared about everything from work to life, and left everyone around by thousands of miles.

Meng Chilang answered all of them, and then asked the old man about his daily life. When he mentioned his illness, he talked about the changeable weather in different seasons, so he must pay attention to his body. like my little grandson.

Apart from the old man's laughter at the dinner table, Meng Chilang's "Grandpa" appeared most frequently.It wasn't that he was noisy or trying to show something. After getting along with Zhao Lingyu for a long time, this pattern at the dinner table has become a habit.

It was always Meng Chilang who was talking and couldn't stop.He was not afraid of being quiet before, and even liked it a little, but when he was with Zhao Lingyu, being quiet always made people feel uneasy.

When he was by his side, he always had nothing to do with An Jing.

Zhao Lingyu is very quiet, this is inevitable, but sometimes his eyes are even annoyingly noisy, almost no matter when he looks up or turns around, he can exchange eyes with him, and carry out a conversation between them that is unknown to outsiders. dialogue.

No matter in the car or at the dinner table, sometimes Meng Chilang could even talk for an hour or two in response with a few nods, but he didn't feel enough.Facing the old man at this time, he didn't notice any disrespect in his behavior, and he got used to it naturally.

How uneducated!

Mo Cailing cursed in her heart, but the expression on her face was almost crying.

These words are not convincing at all, nor can it give her any sense of superiority.Although the man kept talking, his movements were flawless, and he seemed to have an air of extravagance that ordinary people couldn't afford. These meals seemed to have become works of art in his mouth and under his hands, which made people very happy. Willing to listen.

Mo Cailing lowered her head, she felt extremely uncomfortable, as if a thousand tons of stones were pressing on her heart, it was stuffy and painful.

After eating, Mr. Zhao seemed to think of such a person. He smiled at Mo Cailing and said, "Cailing, how are you eating? It's hard for you to eat with my old man here."

Mo Cailing didn't know whether it was delicious or not, the whole meal was like swallowing wax and not knowing the taste.The only thing she knew was that the old man didn't even look at the food she had carefully prepared, and Meng Chilang won the first prize by ordering it from the restaurant without sincerity, which made her feel ashamed.

"How come? I am very happy to have dinner with you."

The old man still had a smiling face, "Cailing, you don't look very well, do you still have a cold? You are in the hospital right now, it's convenient, let the doctor do a blood test for you too, using the scientific theory of foreign devils , It’s just that I’ve had a cold for a long time, so what…”

"leukocyte."

"Yes, it is this thing, it will increase the height, which is not good for the body."

Mo Cailing met the old man's smiling face, but within a second, her eyes were instantly wet and red.She stood up, "You're right, I'll go for a checkup too. I heard that people are most likely to infect people before and after a cold. I'm fine now, and I'll be guilty of infecting you again. Then... I'm sorry, you Get back to health soon."

"Hehe, you are still a caring girl, child."

Mo Cailing also laughed, then nodded to him, and walked out the door.Uncle Dong was about to see her off, but when Mo Cailing walked out, he opened the door and stopped him.

She still thanked him, and she kept her ladylike demeanor perfectly all the time, causing Uncle Dong to shake his head secretly when he saw it.The undercurrent of the juniors was raging, how could he, who was half buried in the loess, not understand?

It's a pity that Ms. Mo is a good candidate for everyone's daughter-in-law.

What a pity, Uncle Dong just looked at her with a smile, his eyes remained motionless.

The mistress of the Zhao family has never been a serious lady.What icing on the cake does his Zhao family need?Those married women are the brightest colors in the Zhao family's old house. No Zhao family would consider dignified and virtuous as the criteria for choosing a wife.

Mo Cailing never understood. She thought that only by working harder and making herself noble can the distance between her and Zhao Lingyu be shortened.

She knew her inferiority complex, but never faced it.

She fought hard with her own belief, but... She never expected this to be the result.

That person turned out to be!

She even brought that man in front of the old man!

That's a man...

Are they all blind?They are all men, why is the old man still so nice to Meng Chilang?

She couldn't figure it out, really didn't understand.In order to get close to the old man, she patiently found all kinds of reasons to go to the Zhao family's old house to talk with the old man. She couldn't be more aware of the weaknesses of the elderly.Accompaniment will become the greatest weapon to soften their hearts and appreciate them.

She thought she did it too.

At least the old man didn't reject her, and he was full of praise for her. She thought she was recognized by this...but only after seeing his attitude towards Meng Chilang today did she realize that she was very wrong!

Approved?

The approval of the Zhao family can never be judged by a smiling face.

She always thought that she was special, even though this time she had a cold and inadvertently infected it to the old man, and the old man didn't bother with her, and he had greeted her a lot in the past few times.

After he was hospitalized, he didn't allow his children and grandchildren to come over, but he didn't refuse his visit and care.She was secretly happy about this, she thought she was one step closer to success, but she never expected that when that person suddenly appeared, she would fall into this situation!

The high heels tilted, and Mo Cailing almost fell to the side. Others looked at her in horror, but Mo Cailing, who walked down the stairs holding the handrail, didn't notice it.

Meng Chilang.

Meng Chilang!

She recited the name silently, and even said it aloud piecemeal, somehow, with a sneer and a sneer, distorting her pretty face.

She would lose to such a person, a man?

How can it be?

impossible!

She is not reconciled!

At this moment, this beautiful woman standing at the corner of the stairs and staring at a corner of the stairs made everyone who passed by couldn't help but feel a chill down their backs.