The love is too deep

Kong Huan was sour for a while, blinked and tried to control himself.

From the moment he entered the door until now, he didn't say a word to his parents, just kept a straight face, but he could feel that Meng Jing was melting himself little by little with his attitude.

Seeing that Wanwan doesn't eat vegetables, Meng Jing picks them up for her, "Eating more vegetables is good for children! They will be born white and healthy!"

Putting the chopsticks on the side of the bowl again, thinking about the past.

"When Kong Huan was born, he was dark and thin and had jaundice. Neither I nor his father noticed it. I found out later. I remember that day!" Her eyes trembled slightly: "It was still raining in the middle of the night, and we were afraid that he would get wet. Afraid that he would freeze, I wrapped him with a thick quilt and a plastic sheet."

Meng Jing wet her eyes while gesticulating as she spoke. Her son was afraid of melting in her mouth and afraid of falling in her hands.

"At that time, it was inconvenient for a wealthy family to take a taxi. The two of us! We rode the tricycle from the store next door! When we got to the hospital, it was like his dad had taken a bath, and the nurse laughed!"

Kong Fangshuai finally said, "Still talking! I asked you to hold an umbrella for me, and the umbrella went to your side! The rain keeps pouring into my eyes and I can't see the way clearly!"

Meng Jing beat him and said angrily, "Isn't that because I'm afraid my son will catch a cold?"

"When we arrived at the hospital, we were anxious and didn't know where to register. At that time, we were young and didn't know anything, so we were anxious about the baby in our arms! Fortunately, there are kind people to help!"

Meng Jing sniffed.

As Kong Huan listened, his eyes were covered by hot flashes, and his eyes were blurred. He couldn't see what he was picking up with his chopsticks, only that he had caught them.

Putting it in the bowl, he pretended to be calm and took a mouthful of rice. When it was brought to his mouth, he felt a sourness accumulated in his throat, and he swallowed it quietly with his neck stuck.

This moment seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism, his jaw trembled rhythmically with his lips. He tried his best to restrain himself. The moment he put the rice in his mouth, he felt his teeth were sore and weak, but he still chewed slowly and tried his best.

Every time he chewed his facial muscles, his eye sockets would be affected, and finally he couldn't help the soreness, and he broke his defense.

Big and big tears fell on the dinner table, choking to the point where he could only make a sound by shouting.

"Dad! Mom! I'm sorry!"

Meng Jing had already burst into tears, and Kong Fangshuai's eyes were also wet.

The couple looked at Kong Huan, "Where is the overnight hatred between parents and children! It's not a deep hatred!"

Hearing this, Daqun and Wanwan felt uncomfortable.

Meng Jing wiped away her tears, "Oh! Look at me, I'm getting old, I can't help but cry when I think about it! Let's not talk about eating!"

Kong Huan put down his chopsticks and ran to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed his face. He couldn't help but sigh after not looking in the mirror for a long time.

Those words at the dinner table made my heart ache. Thinking about those words I yelled at my parents in the hospital at that time, it was tantamount to inserting a knife into their hearts and plucking out a piece of flesh. My disobedience made my parents sad for a week. .

Compared to Lin Zhaonan, who is the bastard himself, he doesn't know how to consider his parents' feelings.

But even so, he still didn't want to give up on Lin Zhaonan.

Back at the table, Kong Huan ate with big mouthfuls, Meng Jing told him to slow down and not choke.He also told Daqun and Wanwan that he would come to his home to eat whenever he was hungry.

After dinner, it was already dark outside and it was snowing again, Meng Jing urged the young couple to hurry back and pay attention to safety on the road, and asked Wanwan to pay attention to her body.

Only a family of three remained in the house.

Meng Jing was tidying up in the kitchen, and the two of them were sitting on the sofa watching TV, which was showing the agricultural channel, and they stared at each other in silence.

Kong Huan, the green crop that has not yet grown up on the screen, has no idea what it is, and is not in the mood to switch channels.

Kong Fangshuai touched his pocket, raised his head with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Rice!"

It could be seen that this was what the father had held back for a long time, so he lit one and handed one to his son.

Kong Huan knew that Kong Fangshuai didn't smoke very much, and he also understood that his father smoked because he was really depressed.

Kong Fangshuai's hand holding the cigarette stopped in the air.

Kong Huan also smoked, but he didn't dare to be so presumptuous in front of his father. He thought it was funny when he thought of the last time he was smoking at the door of the unit and was found by his father, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly stamped out the cigarette butt.

"Smack it! Pretend what!"

Only then did he reach out to take it, light it and take a sip, and the father and father gradually opened their hearts.

"Moved away?" Kong Fangshuai flicked off half of the cigarette ash.

"Yeah! Let's go!" Kong Huan took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"I discussed it with your mother! We don't care what you want, just don't bring it home at all, and don't let us see it!"

Kong Huan felt baffled by the sudden change.

He looked at Kong Fangshuai in disbelief, the smog seemed to cover Kong Fangshuai's squinted eyes with a layer of mystery.

Kong Huan didn't understand clearly at first, and now he doesn't understand clearly. He couldn't figure out what it meant.

When Meng Jing came out of the kitchen, seeing the two smoking, she couldn't help nagging for a while. She held her son's hand and said that he had lost weight and told him to eat well.

After seeing off the two of them, he shaved and took a shower, lying on the bed and missing again.

He sent a message to Lin Zhaonan.

-What are you doing?

He held up the phone for a long time without receiving any reply, put it down and waited quietly for the screen to light up.

Lin Zhaonan didn't get a call from the investor, but the two chatted for about 10 minutes before hanging up.

During the past few days when Ai Yang was at home, the family would sit in the living room and watch TV every night. Lin Jiang would be upset when he saw Lin Zhaonan fiddle with the phone with his head down, so he had to put the phone back in the bedroom.

No one mentioned that incident, but Lin Zhaonan's occasional inadvertent little actions reminded Lin Jiang of that incident. His father's suspicious state and constant supervision made Lin Zhaonan feel uncomfortable.

He found that his father had been talking on the phone with others behind their backs in recent days, and the two of them went from 10 minutes to 10 minutes to an hour or more.

Lin Zhaonan was curious and asked Ai Yang to inquire. When Ai Yang approached, Lin Jiang hurriedly hung up the phone with a mysterious expression on his face. Ai Yang only knew that the voice was familiar but he didn't know who it was.

He didn't think about it anymore.

After Ai Yang left, the house was instantly quiet, and the embarrassment between the father and son was highlighted without her chattering, which made Ai Qingxun feel uncomfortable.

Finally, Lin Zhaonan had a chance to breathe this day.

Lin Jiang put on new clothes early in the morning, and specially asked him not to run around before going out, saying that he might not come back when he went to Wujiang Town for business.

Lin Zhaonan nodded in agreement.

After sending Lin Jiang away, he quickly called Kong Huan, who was still sleeping at home when he heard Lin Zhaonan's voice.

Get dressed and clean up the house, and wait for Lin Zhaonan to come back.

Lin Zhaonan didn't want to waste a minute without stopping, so he went to Kong Huan's place.

When he opened the door and saw Kong Huan, he jumped on it.

For half a month, I conveyed my thoughts through the screen every day, but it was not as happy as meeting each other.

The two rubbed their ears together, turning their longing for each other into a deep and shallow blend, which penetrated into each other's body.

So warm, so inseparable.