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Danny originally wanted to invite Zheng Yuming to dinner, but the latter declined.

"I'm so sad." Danny said aggrievedly, "Don't you eat?"

Zheng Yuming smiled: "No, I'm going to see the house later. My mother will probably be here for a long time for treatment, so I'm going to retire the hotel room and rent a house so that I can take care of her nearby."

"You've been living in a hotel?" Danny couldn't believe it. "I thought you had already rented a house, oh yes, it's more convenient to rent a house. Are you looking forward to it? If not, I can help you find it."

"I was busy before, so I didn't take care of it." Zheng Yuming shook his head, "I have already made an appointment with the landlord, and I will go to see the house later."

"Then I'll take you there, I have a car."

Zheng Yuming couldn't beat him, so he had no choice but to agree.

The house is very close to the hospital, about half an hour's drive away. It has two floors with a garden. It is very spacious, but it is a bit old and some furniture needs to be replaced.The landlord is an amateur painter, and several of his own oil paintings hang in the house. From Zheng Yuming's point of view, the level is average, but the color tone is more consistent with the home decoration, so it is still harmonious.There is a studio on the first floor, and an old piano is placed on one side of the studio, and it is very warm when the sun shines through the windows.

There are three bedrooms and a study on the second floor, and several boxes of paints are piled up in the corner of the study.

The landlord didn't bother to move, and didn't move anything. He only said that if they want to rent, the bookshelves and oil paintings can't be moved, and they can handle the rest freely.

Standing by the window on the second floor, Zheng Yuming could see the vegetation in the garden. He thought his parents would like it here, so he settled down.

It took a few days to sign the contract, change the furniture, and tidy up the room. On the day of the move, Zheng's mother was allowed to go out for a day, and Zheng Yuming cooked at home.

"It's been a long time since I ate the food you cooked." Dad Zheng tasted it, "The craftsmanship has regressed."

Zheng Yuming smiled: "I usually eat out more often, but Liu Qijun is doing it at home, so I haven't been cooking for a long time."

Father Zheng's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and his smile faded a little.

Zheng Yuming turned to his mother nonchalantly, "Mom, do you want some soup?"

Mama Zheng nodded and handed him the bowl.She has seen a psychiatrist in the past few days, and her spirit has improved a lot, and she can chat with them gently: "You have been abroad for so long, don't you need to deal with the company's affairs?"

"The matter at hand has been explained, and the senior brother is here for other matters." Zheng Yuming comforted her, "If anything happens, he will call me."

"That's good." Zheng's mother drank two sips of soup, remembered something, raised her head and asked him, "By the way, how is your boyfriend? Last time I had a bad attitude on the phone, did you scare him?"

"It's okay, he understands, and asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. I offended you." Zheng Yuming softened his voice and acted like a baby to his mother, "Mom, he didn't mean it, can you forgive him?"

This is his recent experience.Mama Zheng's being close to her husband and son is very useful now. If they still look indifferent and strict, Mama Zheng will sulk with a straight face. If they soften their voices and say good things, she will ease her mood and become amiable. .

Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Zheng's mother showed a smile on her face: "How could I be angry with him?"

Father Zheng interjected, "What has he been up to lately?"

Zheng Yuming was taken aback for a moment, wondering why his father suddenly inquired about Liu Qijun's movements, and said, "I'm busy with work. He will start working as soon as the annual leave is over. I heard that their company will have a big project this year, so he should be busy. What's the matter with those... Dad?"

"Oh, they're all busy..." Dad Zheng sighed, and muttered pointingly, "Be busy, be ambitious, and promising."

Zheng Yuming was a little uneasy when he said this without beginning or end.

But Zheng's mother didn't understand what he meant, and asked affectionately: "Can't he go away? I still want to see him."

"He said that he will come to see you when his visa is completed." Zheng Yuming held her hand, and a few real smiles appeared on his face, "You will like him."

"Well, you have always had a good eye." Zheng's mother nodded and asked, "Do you have a photo of him?"

"..." Zheng Yuming was stunned again, only to remember that he and Liu Qijun had been together for so long, and they didn't even have a photo, let alone a group photo.

Zheng's mother quickly realized, Yuanchang said: "It's okay, I will see the real person after a while."

"Ah."

Dad Zheng didn't seem to want to talk more about Liu Qijun, but instead talked about the nearby community park and anecdotes about his art exhibition.He deliberately avoided the topic of dancing, and even exaggeratedly talked about the latest TV programs, which made both mother and son uncomfortable.Fortunately, Mother Zheng didn't mention dancing today, and Zheng Yuming was so happy that she didn't have to explain the lawsuits to her.

Zheng Yuming felt that getting to know more neighbors in the community would be good for his mother's recovery, so he baked some snacks in advance, bought some candies and flowers, and packed them in beautiful gift boxes. Several nearby neighbors greeted each other.

They are of Chinese origin, which are rare in this community, but the three of them have won the favor of everyone with their fluent English and gentle and polite attitude. If you need help in the future, please feel free to speak.

The doctor said that proper contact with people is good for the disease. Zheng Yuming watched his mother follow them all the way and was not embarrassed by the regretful and sympathetic eyes of the neighbors, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Dinner was also prepared by Zheng Yuming, a simple western food.The doctor told them to send the patient back before 9 pm, so they had to drive Mama Zheng back to the ward.

"I don't want to be hospitalized anymore." Zheng's mother held her husband's hand and said while sitting in a wheelchair, "I want to live with you."

Father Zheng held her hand back and comforted her: "I know, let's ask the doctor's opinion first, and if you're fine, we'll go through the discharge procedures. You have to cooperate with the doctor, okay?"

Mama Zheng nodded and agreed with him.

In the next few days, she really cooperated. After the doctor's examination, she said that her body was fine, and the next step is to recover.The psychiatrist also said that her mood has improved a lot. As long as she can come to receive treatment on time in the future, it will be more conducive to her recovery after being discharged home.

After being bored in the hospital for a whole month, I was finally able to leave that depressing place.

Zheng's father went to go through the discharge procedures, and Zheng Yuming pushed his mother's wheelchair for a walk on the avenue outside the hospital.

This winter is very cold, with a thick layer of snow on the ground, only the pedestrian avenue has been swept, and there is a sense of desolation and desolation when walking quietly through it.Zheng Yuming wrapped his mother tightly, and he also wore a cashmere coat and a scarf—these were all stuffed in his suitcase by Liu Qijun before he left, so he was very prescient.

"Mom, are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Zheng's mother looked up at the erratic clouds in the sky, and sighed, "Yu Ming, we haven't gotten along like this for a long time, right? In previous years, even if you came back to accompany us, your father and I were always away from home , to attend this party this year, and to attend that dinner party tomorrow, after meeting friends to see exhibitions, after listening to operas and eating Western food... It is rare for a family to sit together and chat."

"What's the matter, don't we chat together every morning and night?" Zheng Yuming helped her brush her hair together, "And you all took me out together, how can you say we are not together?"

"It's different." Zheng's mother shook her head, "I mean it's just our family, we don't need to go out to meet friends, the three of us just sit around quietly chatting and watching TV. There are too few days like this, I don't even remember When was the last time?"

Zheng Yuming patted her on the shoulder: "I will be with you from now on."

Zheng's mother turned her head to look at him, with urgent surprise in her eyes: "Will you stay with me all the time?"

"..." Zheng Yuming opened his mouth, and just said, "See how you recover."

Mama Zheng was a little disappointed, she turned back and smiled forcedly: "Oh, I forgot, you still have to accompany your boyfriend."

Zheng Yuming didn't answer, and pushed her to continue walking.

After a while, Zheng's mother said again: "Actually, it would be nice to have one more person in the family, and it will be more lively."

Zheng Yuming stopped in his tracks.

The words sounded inadvertent, but there was still some hidden meaning behind them.

Mother Zheng didn't want him to go back, but hoped that Liu Qijun could accompany him to settle down abroad.

He originally thought that only his father held a different attitude on Liu Qijun's matter, but now it seems that his mother has also been a little shaken.If it was before, these things could be solved slowly, because his parents are not stubborn and old-fashioned people, but since his mother's accident, both parents hope that he can stay in the United States to live with them, especially the mother's dependence and closeness to him , has reached the point of exaggeration.

Zheng Yuming never felt that his parents were the type who were reluctant to let their children leave home too far, because for many years they had been together less and more, and their parents had wonderful and busy careers, so they seldom put him on the top of their hearts.Maybe it's because he's getting older, or maybe the accident has changed a lot. His parents, who were not in a hurry to urge him to immigrate a few years ago, now always want to tie him by his side and don't allow him to go anywhere.

Zheng's mother realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, and explained in a panic: "I...I didn't mean to force you, Yu Ming, I...I just..."

Zheng Yuming interrupted him, and slowed down his voice to comfort: "It's okay, Mom. I know what you want to say, can we talk about this matter later?"

Mama Zheng nodded, but she dared not speak.

Back home, Zheng Yuming arranged a place for his mother, feeling really depressed, so he turned to the yard and called Liu Qijun.

It was only after he dialed the phone that he remembered that Liu Qijun should be at work at this time.

The other party picked it up quickly, with a somewhat cheerful voice: "Yu Ming?"

"It's me." Zheng Yuming laughed involuntarily, and the haze between his brows disappeared a bit, "Are you working?"

"Well, take a break for a while." Liu Qijun put down the documents in his hand, leaned on the chair and talked to him, "I haven't called me for several days, why, are you busy?"

"A little bit." Zheng Yuming lied, "I helped my mother go through the hospital discharge procedure today. We rented a house in San Francisco and will live here for a while. When my mother's condition improves, I will go back to Seattle."

"It sounds like you're going to stay for a long time." Liu Qijun knocked on the armrest of the chair unconsciously, lowered his eyebrows, concentrated in secret, and asked a little uneasily, "Do you... want to stay there forever?"

"Probably, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Liu Qijun put away his uneasy tone and said casually, "I heard Liu Su said that the studio was very busy, so I thought you would come back halfway to help with it."

Zheng Yuming was puzzled: "Since when did you guys get so close? Keep in touch frequently?"

Liu Qijun's heart skipped a beat, and he covered it up: "Yeah, our company is working on an architectural design competition project recently, so I occasionally ask him some questions. He is also engaged in design, and he also knows people from TN Design Institute. He is helpful to me. Pretty big."

"Oh." Zheng Yuming didn't think too much, just said, "Don't work too hard, don't stay up late."

Liu Qijun whispered, "I can't sleep if I don't stay up late."