Star Path Divination Room

Not the doorbell, but the door.

The door suddenly opened from the outside, Zisang was startled, picked up a thin-necked glass vase on the coffee table, and stared at the direction of the door.

The door opened slowly, one foot came in first, wearing normal women's leather shoes, Zisang breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine if it's not a black cat.

As a result, Zi Sang was speechless in the next second, and it was Sang Yunqing who came in...

As soon as Sang Yunqing stepped in, she didn't expect to close the door, and rushed straight towards Zisang, pounced on her, and the wheelchair slid back a certain distance and hit the coffee table.

"Baby, why did you leave Mommy without a word! Mommy was scared to death! Your daddy was so anxious that he fell ill several times and almost went to the hospital. What's going on with you!"

Zisang reluctantly pushed her away: "Get up first and then talk about it."

Sang Yunqing saw that her hand was still wrapped in gauze, and immediately held her hand and began to feel distressed: "How can it be like this with a good hand? Did Zhong Liran not take good care of you? We don't live here, we have nothing, How dare you leave you alone at home. Go home with mom!"

Since ancient times, parents have loved their children almost in this way.Their love is good, others are the worst.Even for an unreliable mother like Sang Yunqing, maternal love is the same.

Zisang got a big head: "Can you shut up first!?"

Sang Yunqing immediately kept silent, waiting for the leader to deal with it.

Zisang asked her, "Who else knows you came here?"

Sang Yunqing shook her head: "It's gone, I came directly after receiving a call from Zhong Liran, and I didn't even have time to tell your father. Who are you hiding from?"

"Nonsense. Who else can I hide from? Your father!"

Sang Yunqing began to change the subject, pinching Zisang's leg: "Can't move yet? How are you these days? Have you eaten lunch? Zhong Liran is also true, she can rest assured that you can't cook like this leave you here."

Well, it's back around again.

Zisang glanced at her: "Why, you can cook for me after you come?"

Kitchen killer Sang Yunqing reluctantly defended: "Recently, I cook all the meals at home! Although it still doesn't look very good, but it's edible! Really! I can show you a show right now!"

Cooking has become a performance... Zisang was speechless for a while: "You can pull it down, the kitchen here may cost a lot, if you blow it up again, I have no money to pay Zhong Liran."

Zisang added another takeaway, chatting with Sang Yunqing and waiting for delivery.After someone was at home, she felt a little more confident, and she didn't panic so much, so she asked Sang Yunqing to help her onto the sofa.Seeing that Zisang's legs couldn't exert any strength at all, just like the decoration, Sang Yunqing's eyes turned red, and she looked like she was about to cry.

This frightened Zisang.The three of them don't cry very much, and Zisang himself is the kind who works in his heart, hiding all emotions inside.Sang Yunshu was emotionally indifferent, and his wife had only experienced one turmoil in his life, and once the world was turned upside down, there was no other ups and downs.And Sang Yunqing, who lacks strings and rough nerves, is more happy and cries when watching Korean dramas.

Zisang touched her arm: "Are you crying? Hurry up, give me another hand, I haven't sat down yet."

Sang Yunqing quickly wiped away her tears, holding Zisang's arm.After Jianzi put a pillow into her waist, Sang Yunqing clumsily helped her adjust the position of the pillow, and said while doing it, "Is it okay?"

Before Zisang could speak, Sang Yunqing said again: "It's okay if it's okay, mom will take care of you. Baby, don't hide from the old man, just go home with me. Mom won't do anything, and I won't serve you well. ?"

Zisang asked him, "Then who will take care of your husband?"

"He has hands and feet, let him live by himself! He still has to take care of you! Let him do all the hard work! He's a man!"

Zisang sighed, with his body and bones, let him do some heavy work, wouldn't he be so tired that he would be out of breath?But at least Sang Yunqing figured it out, got the hang of it, and the serf turned himself into a master.

Zisang was a little relieved, just a little bit, after all, it was very rare for Sang Yunqing to say such happy words for a while.As for whether she can fulfill it in the future... On the other hand, Zisang doesn't look forward to it.

Sang Yunqing squeezed Zisang's leg for a while.She is used to kneading and kneading her husband at ordinary times, and the strength is well grasped.Zisang lay on the sofa, wanting to hum comfortably.When the takeaway came, Zi Sangzhi sent Sang Yunqing to pick it up.Hearing her rummaging through boxes and chests in the kitchen looking for bowls and chopsticks, Zisang became excited.

It's rare to be able to enjoy Sang Yunqing's care once, and Zisang feels a bit at a loss if he doesn't fully develop it.Call Sang Yunqing around, let her go down to buy drinks for a while, and ask for chili peppers for a while.Finally, when Ken Ansheng was eating, Zisang picked the fungus from the braised eggplant, but he didn't have much appetite.

Sang Yun glanced at her, looked down at her rice, and asked carefully, "What are you going to do?"

She was asking about the future. If the legs are not healed, life will be a problem, and it will definitely be more difficult to work.If it is an ordinary office worker, it can barely support it.In Zisang's industry, Zhong Liran is the one who is willing to use the disabled so far.

But Zisang knew that he was not terminally ill and could be cured, so he didn't have her worries.

Zisang: "Who said just to serve me and raise me? Do I still have to think about what to do?"

Sang Yunqing was in a hurry: "I will definitely support you! But I don't know what kind of temperament you are as a mother? If you are trapped at home every day, you will definitely go crazy. Not to mention making money, even if you have to pay for it Money, if you want to do something, your mother will support you."

After teasing his own mother, Zisang paused, but still told the truth: "Jiang Qianling has a play, and I have my eye on a character in it, and I'm fighting for it."

Sang Yunqing was very surprised: "Xiao Ling's play, so you still have to fight for it? Just go directly, you two have such a good relationship."

Zisang had no choice but to say, "It's a long time ago. Do you know that there was a time when her brother was very strict with her and wouldn't let her go out. It was last summer."

Sang Yunqing nodded.

Zisang: "She was photographed running naked in the hotel."

Sang Yunqing's mouth widened, and she quickly thought: "You stripped her naked?"

"She took it off by herself, but this matter does have something to do with me. Otherwise, why do you think the brothers and sisters suddenly hated me so much that President Jiang suppressed me so hard. I just dropped Jiang Qianling's phone in the morning. I don't want to be in the same group as her, but I have to play that role."

Sang Yunqing patted Sang's thigh: "One play, easy to handle. Just wait."

Zisang let her pat her teeth and grinned: "I can't move, it's not that I don't feel it!——What are you doing?"

"Baby, girl, tell mom the truth, what does this scene have to do with your legs?"

Zisang was startled, instinctively swallowed his saliva: "Why do you ask that?"

"I don't know you yet. You can endure hardships, but when did you force yourself to find hardships? The living conditions of the crew are so poor, how can you live in a wheelchair? You tell me, no matter what, I can accept it. "

Zisang really didn't know Sang Yunqing today. Sang Yunqing didn't care much about her before, and she found that she didn't really know Sang Yunqing either.They are obviously mother and daughter, like strangers.

Zisang: "This is...an evil disease. Don't ask too many questions, I can't tell you so much. Anyway, the evil disease uses evil methods—"

Sang Yunqing jumped up immediately: "That means it can be cured? Okay, okay, I won't ask, I won't ask about anything else. Just tell mom, what method can you use?"

It was difficult for Zisang to open his mouth. Talking about such endless things would always make people feel strange.

Sang Yunqing didn't ask any more questions, and said to herself: "I want Jiang Qianling's play, right? I know."

After finishing speaking, she took her bag and ran out. Zisang didn't even have time to call her. Seeing that she hadn't eaten two mouthfuls of rice, she felt bad and couldn't eat anymore.

Zi Sauna’s mobile phone, and rummaged through it for a long time, and there was nothing interesting on Weibo, so I picked up a few fans with ugly ids and replied a few.It's not interesting to see someone download and install an app in Amway and look at it.

Look at the ceiling...continue to look at the ceiling...

Zisang picked up the phone again and called Zhong Liran.

Zhong Liran was eating a boxed lunch with a mouthful of egg drop soup in his mouth. After swallowing it, he said vaguely, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Did you see the email I sent you?"

"Not yet. You eat—"

"Then look at it."

Zisang hung up the phone...

The non-mainstream director was eating with Zhong Liran at the small table, and looked up at her: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Liran smiled: "It's okay, the kitten has lost his temper."

The director smacked his lips: "Have you had sex with cats all day long? Two days ago, the world was looking for black cats, and this family still has one?"

Zhong Liran smiled meaningfully: "If only I could do it..."

director:"???"

Zisang shuddered at home, why did he have the illusion that he was about to be torn apart...

Zisang slept at home all afternoon. When she opened her eyes, it was already dark. After being confused for a long time, she realized that it was her cell phone ringing.Zhong Liran called and said that there was an extra night at night, and he couldn't go back for a while.

Zisang yawned: "Okay, let Tiantian get you something to cushion the night away—"

Halfway through the talk, she finally woke up, laughing at herself, what was she explaining?Zhong Liran is an old senior, why should he worry about it by himself.

Zhong Liran: "Has your mother gone back?"

"Well, we left after lunch."

"Let her stay with you all night, what if the black cat comes and you are alone?"

Zi Sang thought about it, Sang Yunshu's physical condition is not good recently, Sang Yunqing must not be relieved, seeing her frowning face at that time is not enough to cause embarrassment.Zisang said simply: "I'll go to the crew to find you. I slept all afternoon and I didn't feel sleepy anymore."

"Then I'll ask Brother Ming to pick you up."

Just after Zhong Liran passed by, Tiantian ran over with his mobile phone, and hurriedly said, "Sister Aran, it's Brother Ming calling, saying that Zisang was not received."

Zhong Liran apologized for asking the director to wait, and took out his mobile phone to call Brother Ming back.Brother Ming said: "I called her and said she was waiting downstairs. But I waited for more than half an hour, but no one came. No one answered when I knocked on the door. The phone didn't answer either."

Zhong Liran gave Brother Ming the password of the house: "Go in and have a look."

There was a sound of unlocking through the receiver, and then the sound of footsteps. After a while, Brother Ming said, "There is no one at home."