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"Dad..." Zheng Yuming stood up, blinked his eyes, wiped away the tears on his eyelashes, and said to his father, "Mom should be coming out soon, you can go pick her up, I'll drive the car over."

With this step, Father Zheng nodded gratefully and walked towards the hospital. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said hesitantly, "Then you and Liu Qijun..."

"I'll take care of this." Zheng Yuming had already calmed down, and his tone of voice could not hear any emotion, "Hurry up and pick up my mother, it's not good to let her wait."

Father Zheng wanted to say something else, but Zheng Yuming had already turned around and walked towards the parking lot, so he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, but his brows were wrinkled. He always felt that he seemed to have made some mistake today, which made him very uneasy.

After asking the psychiatrist, I learned that my wife's mental state has improved, so I can try to get in touch with some patients who are in a similar situation. Taking her to a mutual aid meeting is a good choice.If the situation permits, leg rehabilitation can also begin.

He pushed his wife to the previous attending physician. After some routine inquiries and basic examinations, the doctor said that it was not suitable for rehabilitation at the moment, but the massage could start, and he would go to check the situation next week.

The situation is developing on the positive side, the couple are relieved, and the mood is much more relaxed.

After getting in the car, Zheng's mother relayed what the doctor said to her son, with a brisk tone: "The doctor said that mutual aid will be very good, I should go and listen to it, Yu Ming, what do you think?"

Zheng Yuming cheered up, and asked with a smile: "Are some friends who are in a similar situation to you telling their own experiences?"

"Well, the doctor said that I can listen to their mental journey, maybe it can help me get out of the shadow of losing a leg as soon as possible..." At this point, she fell down again. No matter how she did her psychological construction, the fact of losing a leg still It hit her heart all the time.She comforted herself, as well as her husband and son, "Anyway, I have to work hard."

"Yes, the doctor also said that you have adjusted well." Father Zheng encouraged his wife while holding his hand, "Let's take our time, don't rush."

"Yes." Zheng's mother nodded, and it was the first time she took the initiative to ask about the lawsuit.

Seeing that she no longer shy away from taboo, Zheng's father did not hide anything, and told the whole story of the theater and the company's lawsuit seriously, while Zheng Yuming kept silent while driving the car, as if he didn't care about it.

Zheng's mother noticed that her son's mood was not high, and she cared: "Yu Ming, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Zheng Yuming didn't say it directly, "I'm thinking about what to have for dinner, how about the steak?"

"Shall we make dumplings?" Zheng's mother suddenly thought, "I haven't eaten for a long time, and I miss it a little. Speaking of which, I spent New Year's Eve in the hospital this year, and I didn't even eat dumplings."

"Okay, I'll wait to buy ingredients. What kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"

"Pork and cabbage, and stuffed with shiitake mushrooms!" Mama Zheng ordered like a child, "Shall we make another side dish?"

"Okay."

Zheng's mother was completely immersed in the imagination of the dinner, and Zheng Yuming kept responding as soon as she thought about it, while Zheng's father listened to them very quietly.

Zheng Yuming sent his parents home, and then abducted him to the supermarket to buy ingredients.

The house is close to the Chinese district, and it took him a while to drive there to buy all the materials he wanted, and then turned to the cake shop to buy some snacks that his mother liked, before returning home.

In fact, Zheng Yuming is not very good at making dumplings, and his parents are also very unfamiliar with this activity. In the past, the nanny made dumplings or bought them directly. There are almost no such activities of sitting at the table together to make dumplings.

Zheng Yuming only remembered that the dumplings at home were made by Liu Qijun after buying the ingredients. He had only learned how to make dumplings, and they made them very ugly.

Facing the table full of ingredients, the family of three realized that this is a technical task. After looking at each other for a while, Dad Zheng said, "I'll go get the cooking machine."

He took the initiative to take on the task of stirring the stuffing. Mama Zheng approached the table in a wheelchair and asked her son, "Then what should I do?"

Zheng Yuming handed her the garlic cloves and the garlic pounding bowl, and said with a smile, "Mom, you are in charge of our dipping sauce."

"Ah, I will do this." Zheng's mother was very happy. She held the garlic pounding bowl and lowered her head to peel the garlic.The slender and tender fingers like green onions peeled the garlic skin clumsily, and the nails tried to tear off the thin skin.

Zheng Yuming originally wanted to remind her that the skin would burst if he squeezed his head and tail, but seeing his mother, who had always only used her hands to dance gently, tried her best to try her best life skills, she swallowed her words again, and lowered her head to prepare for the face-to-face meeting.

His parents have Level [-] disabilities in life skills, at most they can sweep the floor and tidy up a closet, and they don't care about technical tasks such as cooking and laundry.Although he himself is not much better, the housework is basically handed over to the housekeeping aunt and Liu Qijun, but at least he is good at cooking and washing.

The shadow in his heart deepened when he thought of how the two elders would live their lives without knowing what they would be like if they left them.Although housekeeping has been inviting, occasional invitations are definitely different from 24-hour invitations. You can’t add another outsider to live with you at home, right?Even if they are willing, I'm afraid the housekeeping aunt is still unwilling.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yuming put on an apron and searched for dumplings with a tablet.

Zheng's mother had nothing to do after pounding the garlic. She held the bowl two steps away from him and watched quietly.

Zheng Yuming handed the tablet to her, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Ms. Li, can you please report the steps for me?"

Ms. Li rolled her eyes with a smile, hugged the tablet and said angrily: "You started to talk slickly again, who taught you?"

Zheng Yuming smiled: "I think Qi Jun and his mother get along like this, and it's very interesting. Ladies like to hear their sons praise her, right?"

"Of course, but you used to praise me, but it's not like this..." Ms. Li thought for a while, and said, "It looks much more lively this way."

Zheng Yuming couldn't help but have black lines all over his face. Why is Liu Qijun so glib and so lively?

"Did you sprinkle too much flour?" She stared at the flour in the basin and compared the recipe, "Use warm water..."

Zheng Yuming chatted with his mother while calming his face: "Mom, your personality has also become lively, like a child."

Zheng's mother raised her eyebrows: "Why, do you think my mother is not an elegant goddess?"

"How come, Ms. Li has always been a goddess." Zheng Yuming looked at her with a smile. His mother has always been proud. Even if one leg was injured and she had to sit in a wheelchair, she still had straight shoulders and an elegant posture. It made her pay more attention to manners and beauty than ordinary people. Even at this moment, wearing a cashmere shawl, she was sitting there with gentle eyebrows, gently holding the tablet with her palm, like a lady in a painting.

She nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "When one gets old, it is inevitable that he will be more playful."

But Zheng Yuming said: "Mom, what are you talking about? You know that you look like a beautiful young woman in her 30s, but you still embarrass me? When did we not go out as siblings?"

What he said is true, his parents both pay attention to maintenance, life is safe, and the three members of his family are all fair-skinned and thin, so they are all around fifty, but one looks younger than the other. There is not a single gray hair on his face, and there are few wrinkles on his face. Even he is often regarded as a college student who has just graduated.Although my mother has looked haggard recently, she is still very beautiful.

These words obviously pleased Ms. Li, she said with a smile: "You really have changed a lot."

"Really?" Zheng Yuming's heart moved. He also felt that he had indeed changed a lot in the past six months, but he was not aware of it all the time, so he asked, "What changed? Has it changed for the better?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Of course my son has always been very good." Zheng's mother continued to praise her son, but she still said, "You are more cheerful than before, and you are more thoughtful and meticulous in thinking about things. I don't know." Why, I always feel that you are much gentler now, and the awkward cold face you used to have is rare."

"How can I be awkward..." Zheng Yuming retorted.

Zheng's mother ignored him, and then said: "Actually, the three of us in our family are not sociable, but now I see that you get along well with the doctors and nurses in the hospital. Didn't Dr. Danny invite you to hang out a few days ago? Next door Mrs. Brown also likes you very much, and the Candy sisters also like to play with you..."

She is still counting, and the more she counts, the more she feels that her son is popular and everyone likes him, so she is a little bit annoyed: "Ah, my son already has his own world."

Zheng Yuming smiled: "Do you like it?"

"What do you like?" Zheng's mother immediately responded, "Of course I like it! You are much cuter than before."

Zheng Yuming lowered his eyelashes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still there, he lowered his head and continued to meet.

Zheng's mother looked at it for a while, then leaned closer to the gossip: "Is it because you are in a relationship?"

Zheng Yuming looked down at her and admitted: "It's sort of."

Zheng's mother's eyes were bright: "It seems that he is really a very good person."

"Yeah, he's fine." Zheng Yuming had a gentle and happy smile on his face, which was natural and appropriate. It was the natural happiness of a person immersed in love. He wanted to show everyone that he was going through a period of time. What a beautiful feeling.

Zheng's mother felt happy for him, but soon, another kind of sadness came up again.

With another significant other in her son's life, she and her husband had to share their son's concerns with another.Although she rationally told herself not to worry about these inexplicable problems, the feeling of loss still made her a little uncomfortable.I don't want my son to be with another person, but I feel that this kind of self is really unreasonable.

They are not lovers, how can they keep their son by their side and not let go?

At this moment, Zheng Yuming suddenly said, "Mom, I'm going back to China in a few days."

Zheng's mother was startled, with a sense of panic about losing her son, she suddenly raised her head and stared at him: "Are you going back to China? When? Where are you going? Are you... coming back?"

Zheng Yuming was also stunned: "I'm going back to the company to deal with some things...Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Zheng's mother lowered her head in embarrassment, and reluctantly said: "I thought you wouldn't come back, you scared me to death."

"..." Zheng Yuming pursed his lips, and looked at her seriously, "Mom, Dad said he wanted me to stay abroad with you, what about you? Do you think so too?"