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Jiang Haoyue's mother said "I'm sorry" to him, and after that, Lu Miao never heard Jiang Haoyue's cry again.
She tried to find his trace and sense the changes in his emotions, so she stood by the door until the sun went down, and the night carried the moon up to the sky. She turned her ears and listened to the movement outside, little by little she was drowned in the sound of cooking and chatting from various households in the building.
Lu Yongfei and Lin Wenfang also went home from get off work soon.
Lu Miao watched her mother nagging her for thousands of years and went into the kitchen with dishes. Her father sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, watching the evening news as usual.
As soon as the warm yellow headlights at home came on, she returned to the world she was familiar with.
At dinner, Lu Miao obviously had a poor appetite.
She fiddled with the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, and finally picked up one of the chopsticks. Just when it reached her mouth, she suddenly couldn't eat any more, and she frowned thoughtfully.
"Do we have any food for Jiang Haoyue?"
Lin Wenfang stopped his chopsticks and felt that Lu Miao was too abnormal: "What's the matter? Are you dizzy?"
"Is it not good for the cold?" Lu Yongfei agreed with her and began to worry: "Mother, do you want to take Miao Miao's temperature?"
Lu Miao held back something, but it was Jiang Haoyue's "private matter" and she didn't plan to tell them.
"I don't have a fever, I'm not sick..."
She swallowed angrily and was full of melancholy. She was silent for only half a second, and was woken up in a trance: "Jiang Haoyue is sick."
"Tsk tsk, the sun is coming out from the west." Lin Wenfang smiled at her.
"This time, I brought some food to Xiaojiang. You are full, and you can't wait to eat another meal and eat his share. He was sick, and you almost set off firecrackers at home. Who doesn't know that you are sneaking? How happy..."
"Ah, I'm going too far, right?"
Lu Miao did not refute, and his mood became more and more lethargic.
"Mom, cook some traditional Chinese medicine for Jiang Haoyue, the one I ate last time when I was sick. When Jiang Haoyue was sick, no one gave him traditional Chinese medicine."
"People take western medicine," Lu Yongfei reminded her with laughter: "You don't want him to take western medicine without any difficulty, but you take Chinese medicine yourself, and you have been angry with us for a few days?"
"Oh." Lu Miao just remembered.
When Lu Yongfei and his wife saw that she was not courteous, they finally settled down to eat.
Just a few bites...
"Then I'll wait and ask Jiang Haoyue if he wants to take a bath with me, he hasn't washed it today." She thought of something new again.
Next door, Jiang Yi went home so early for the first time ever.
He bought lo-mei and some boxed cakes on the street, and excitedly greeted his son to eat as soon as he entered the house.
"Have you won money?" Jiang Haoyue rarely sees him buying such a thing.
"It's nothing to do with that," Jiang Yi took off his coat and looked into the interior where the lights were not turned on: "Where's your mother?"
I heard from a poker player that he saw Chen Lu sitting in the car nearby. He brought some food on the road and came back in a hurry.
Jiang Haoyue opened the package of the cake without raising her eyes: "She's gone."
Jiang Yi burst into a rude sentence: "If I knew earlier that I wouldn't buy anything, I could come back sooner."
Just after the packaging of the cake was unpacked, there was a hurried knock on the door. At this juncture, the two people in the room were attracted by the sound.
"Jiang Haoyue, Jiang Haoyue! Did you take a bath?"
Outside the door was not Chen Lu, who had gone back and forth, but Lu Miao, who was facing the door. After dinner, she came to Jiang Haoyue with her bucket.
Jiang Haoyue wondered why she came all of a sudden. Did she know that his house had cakes to eat? Thinking of this, he took a piece of cake and was going to open the door for her.
"Wait a minute, I haven't finished asking you yet."
It's not that Jiang Yi doesn't know how long it will take Jiang Haoyue to take a bath, and he might have to queue upstairs, so he has no patience to wait.
"You talk to me before you go. What did your mother say to you? Did you leave a message for me, or anything?"
Jiang Haoyue shook his head silently.
"You shook your head? She didn't do anything? Didn't say anything?"
According to Chen Lu's character, she looked at the child from a distance and walked away. It was entirely possible that there was something she couldn't give up in this family. Even so, Jiang Yi still felt that his heart was blocked.
"Then did she say when she would come back to see you again?"
Jiang Haoyue's expression was blank, and her eyes were as indifferent as Chen Lu's: "She won't come back."
"Hold……"
Jiang Yi's anger was instantly ignited, and he went to look for the cigarette in his chest pocket.
"She's rarely willing to come, why didn't you keep her?" No one could blame him, he angered Jiang Haoyue.
"Did you show her your legs?"
Jiang Haoyue ignored him, Jiang Yi's emotions were intense, and his voice unconsciously became louder.
"You have to show her." He couldn't figure it out, Chen Luneng was so ruthless: "If your leg is broken, does she care about you as a mother?"
He was waiting for an answer, but Jiang Haoyue was just silent.
He stared blankly at the floor, Jiang Yi couldn't ask a fart for a long time.
"Jiang Haoyue, can't you speak with a long mouth? Show me your stinky face, right?"
Getting angry, he kicked the plastic chair beside him. The chair slammed to the floor with a horrific cracking sound, and a chair leg was shattered.
But Jiang Yi's anger was far from over. The more he looked at the child's ignorant appearance, the more he felt that Chen Lu's departure from Jiang Haoyue was to blame.
"I've raised you for so long, it's of no use at all."
Jiang Haoyue looked up at him, her body trembling imperceptibly.
"Bang bang bang!!"
When Lu Miao heard the movement outside, the fist he clenched changed from knocking on the door to hammering the door: "Jiang Haoyue! Jiang Haoyue!"