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At first he didn't believe it, because he didn't have a mother, and he didn't have any idea about the sense of belonging, but now that he saw Yan Chuyang, he finally understood that Lao Shizi's "sense of belonging" really existed.

If it wasn't for that sense of belonging, how could this idiot feel that his mother has feelings for him just because of a dumpling meal?

emotion?Feeling p!

Would he really be willing to let him live alone for so many years?

When Yan Chuyang was so young, he was thrown away and let him live alone with his sick grandma. He didn't know what he had suffered all these years.

He was originally a child who lacked love, but it was so easy for him to raise him like others, with a sense of security and belonging, and began to rely on him wholeheartedly.

Yan Chuyang also has no heart, and he was deceived by someone with a good word every minute!

Wei Qing's face was livid with anger, and it took him a long time to grind his teeth and said, "Then what do you mean now? Do you still want to get back together with her and move in to live with her?"

"No, no!" Yan Chuyang suddenly raised his head, put his arms around the man's neck anxiously, shook his head and said, "I will live with you, I won't move, I just go to see her occasionally."

Yan Chuyang had no other ideas. Regarding Fang Jingshu, he definitely couldn't completely forget everything and call her a damn without any grievances. However, Fang Jingshu was his own mother after all, and she gave birth to him in her October pregnancy.

If you can't be filial to your mother and son, then try your best to maintain the superficial harmony.

For the kindness of his parents, he just needs to have a clear conscience.

Wei Qing sighed: "You think about her kindness, but she only wants to benefit from you, Yan Chuyang, you don't blame her for the things she did before, that's fine, but there's no need to contact her again , no matter how nice you are to her, people’s hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, understand?"

Yan Chuyang lowered her head, rubbed her fingers at the collar of the shirt on the man's shoulder, and whispered: "Actually, I think she has really changed a little now, and I can feel that she is sorry for what happened before. , she wanted to make it up to me."

Wei Qing sighed, knowing it would be useless to talk too much, so he could only hug him over, and cursed: "Idiot."

Yan Chuyang lay on the man's shoulder and said sullenly: "Leave me alone, I will take care of these things myself."

Wei Qing's eyes darkened, he rubbed the boy's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, no matter, you can do whatever you want."

Yan Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered into the man's ear, "Thank you."

Wei Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, staring down at the boy's white and tender neck, thinking darkly.

in spite of?How could it be ignored.

The woman made it clear that she had malicious intentions, she decided to rely on Chu Yang for the banquet, and wanted to come over and snatch him away from him.

Yan Chuyang couldn't see it, but he had experienced the ups and downs of the business world for several years anyway, so how could he not see what kind of good plan this woman had, she just wanted to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and if she didn't support her or hurt her, she would be in vain. Lost a good son.

Heh, how ridiculous, when I was young I thought it was a burden, so I drove people away like a snake, but now that I have grown up and can take advantage of it, I come here to snatch people.

Yan Chuyang could swallow this breath, but he couldn't.

No matter what, he couldn't let Yan Chuyang have any more nostalgia and fantasies about this mother.

Yan Chuyang can only completely rely on him.

Yan Chuyang has been struggling these days.

On the one hand, he still broods over what Fang Jingshu did before, but on the other hand, he feels soft-hearted about Fang Jingshu's enthusiasm and guilt.

For several days in succession, Fang Jingshu took the initiative to look for him at the school, either bringing him lunch or fruit, and sometimes when the weather was cold or raining, she even ran over to give him clothes and umbrellas, as if Looks like a good mother.

Yan Chuyang knew that most of her doing these things was due to her uneasy conscience, she felt guilty about abandoning him and remarrying before, but even so, whenever she saw Fang Jingshu take out a hot meal from her bag for him with a smile During the meal, he still felt sore in his mouth.

The love and care he got from his mother was beyond his dreams when he was a child.

He remembered that the elementary school he attended was a boarding school, and everyone ate in the school canteen, but the food in the canteen was always unpalatable, and some parents would take lunch boxes to cook for their children.

Yan Chuyang also wanted to eat it, but he knew he wouldn't have it. At that time, grandma's legs and feet were already inconvenient, and it was already very difficult to take care of herself at home alone, let alone travel more than ten miles to bring him lunch. .

So every time I eat lunch, Yan Chuyang always holds the bowl by himself, in a small corner, watching other mothers juggle, and take out delicious food from the lunch box.

Fat intestines, braised pork, dried fish...

So many, so many, now that I think about it, I seem to be drooling.

He only has rice with cabbage, or noodles with potatoes.

At that time, I always thought that if Fang Jingshu showed up and brought him a meal of braised pork, he would immediately forgive her everything and call her mother again.

But now it's not a child anymore, and after a meal, it seems that I can't convince myself to call that person's mother without any grievances.

Yan Chuyang stared at the table.

Two lunch boxes on the table.

One is a three-grid white long-shaped plastic box, and the other is a [-]-centimeter-high metal insulation box.

The white one was sent by Fang Jingshu at noon, and the metal insulation box was sent by Wei Qing's assistant.

He is busy at noon, so he doesn't go home to cook.

There was a post-it note on the long plastic box, Yan Chuyang tore it off and took a look:

"Hurry up and eat it while it's hot after class. Mom made your favorite food when you were young."

Braised Pork with Preserved Vegetables...

Yan Chuyang sighed silently. After so many years, he no longer likes preserved vegetables and meat. When he was a child, he thought preserved vegetables were sweet, but now he finds preserved vegetables bitter.

Yan Chuyang put away the post-it notes, opened the metal insulation box Wei Qing gave him, and the fresh fragrance rushed into his nose along with the hot air.

It's dumplings.