That night, Yang Shijie and Tian Min almost stayed up all night. They closed the door tightly and communicated fiercely in low voices.
Tian Min's point of view is that Yang Heyu must not be allowed to go to France, and if necessary, extraordinary measures must be taken. She blamed herself with tears in her eyes, and said that maybe the two of them were too narrow-minded, and because they were worried about the eyes and evaluations of others, they allowed Xiao Yu to make up her own mind too much.
"If it's really your own child, how can you not care about it! The two of us always say that we want Yu'er to be our own, but I don't think we have done it at all!"
Yang Shijie disagreed. He said that he never considered the eyes and evaluations of others.
Tian Min responded irritably: "Hey, my mind is in a mess, and I don't know what I'm talking about. I treat Yu'er as my own son. Poor Yu'er, I always worry that I can't love him enough."
"You have already said that he is 26 and a man, and you still say whether he is pitiful or not. This sounds too petty."
"He's 62 and the baby in my house! What can't be said!" Tian Min felt more and more uncomfortable as she thought about it, so she wiped the rolling tears with the pillow towel, yanked out the bedside lamp, and He turned around and said stubbornly: "Sleep! Tomorrow I will tell Yu'er that if he leaves, I will hang myself!"
Yang Shijie felt a chill all over his body when he heard it, and shrank his neck straight into the bed. He can only hope that when he wakes up tomorrow morning, Tian Min will completely forget about this sudden dangerous thought - this is very possible, because Tian Min often does this.
However, Yang Shijie was too worried.
Early the next morning, the "old" couple were woken up by a familiar smell of red oil.
Tian Min sniffed the smell, her little curly hair fell asleep in a mess, and when she walked out of the room, she saw Yang Heyu busy in the kitchen.
"Ma'am, are you up? I'll be ready in a while, pack up and come over to eat!"
Yang Heyu made a breakfast for his uncle and lady with his own hands. During the meeting, he expressed his decision:
"I'm leaving today," he paused, and said, "I haven't asked for leave since I came back. If I don't go back to work, the leader will probably punish me."
"You" Tian Min confirmed, "You want to go back to Heliu?"
"Um."
Tian Min scooped up a Chaoshou with a spoon in a daze, then she threw away the spoon again and said, "You can't make a fuss, just run out from Heliu!"
Yang Heyu looks good today, with a subtle smile on his cheek, he said:
"No. I never do that, you know."
Yang Heyu lowered his head and ate a Chaoshou. He said, "I've figured it out, why did I go back to Heliu? In fact, I didn't go for anyone, I went for myself. My dad buried a hole in my heart." After so many years, this seed has grown into a towering tree, and its root system is like a blood vessel in my heart, which is very important"
"That's very important!" Tian Min couldn't help answering: "But that place is too small, if you feel scared staying here, you can come back."
Yang Heyu smiled, and he said: "No, I still have a lot of things to do. Last night you guys slept, I surfed the Internet outside, read a lot of things, and chatted with my classmates in the university group. Everyone had a good time. It was pretty good."
Yang Heyu lowered his eyelashes, and he drank all the soup in the bowl.
He didn't tell his uncle and aunt. After chatting with his classmates, he logged into the mailbox that Chu Zhiyan had applied for him. After reading all the letters sent to Chu Zhiyan, he logged out of the mailbox.
The pain at that moment was like a sharp knife gouging out an old wound. Yang Heyu looked at the night and touched his heart. He thought: So the "short pain" is such a "pain". (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com