Chapter 381 Mother Lin is missing
When Ye He and the others came back with the cake, the washed dishes had already been placed on the table in the restaurant.
At that time, Lin Yao came out with a plate of sliced meat.
When they were seated, Song Zixi and Ye He were still arguing, and Liu Qiang occasionally helped out, but it was always a two-on-one situation for Song Zixi.
The unequal eyes made him turn blue several times.
Seeing that he was getting anxious, Ye He stretched his legs and lifted the person who was still lying on the sofa, with a lazy and proud expression:
"Hey, stingy, there is something wrong with my head if I don't eat actively!"
Jumping up from the sofa, Song Zixi glared at him angrily: "Who is stingy? Your brain is the only problem!"
Cursing his lips, Ye He was very 'tactful': "I didn't say who, isn't this Young Master Song rushing to be a stingy bag? Who is to blame?"
Walking to the short distance to the dining table, Song Zixi grinned and pinched Ye He's neck.
This **** is so **** annoying!
Liu Qiang hurried forward to break free for Ye He, and the three of them fought all the way to the table before stopping.
Putting down the last dish, wiped her hands with a paper towel, Lin Yao looked at the three of them and said with a smile:
"Why are you acting like children? Go to the kitchen to get the bowls and chopsticks by yourself. Jiuhan and I didn't have time to take them out."
With a soft snort, Song Zixi's expression was ruffian and wanton.
So, on the way to the kitchen to get the dishes, the three got entangled again.
When Gong Jiuhan was about to enter the kitchen, he was walking out, with a plate of dishes in his hand, and looked at several people with unclear eyes, and the frown flickered between his brows for a moment.
Almost subconsciously in an instant, the three of them withdrew their movements one after another, and stood up looking cute and innocent.
No one messed with anyone for a while.
Gong Jiuan closed his eyes, and walked out slowly.
When eating, the three of them were there, and the atmosphere was not so deserted, and there was a hint of youthful playfulness.
"Hey squad leader Lin, where are the rest of the family? Why didn't you see it?"
Generally, a family like the Lin family would hire someone to clean or take care of the food at home, but he hasn't seen anyone else in Lin Yao's family until now.
Even Mother Lin didn't see it.
While speaking, he put a piece of hairy belly into the soup, and without letting go, he waited for it to be cooked and immediately fished it out.
"There are a few people employed at home, but at this time they are all off work, so they went back," Lin Yao put the dishes into the bowl: "My mother is basically upstairs and is taken care of by aunts. She usually doesn't come down when there are people in the house."
Song Zixi snorted: "I remember that uncle started business later, and he travels every now and then?"
Lin Yao nodded: "Yeah, yes, but Dad will play video every day to go home and tell sleep stories to Mom to lull Mom to sleep."
Because Lin's mother's mental state fluctuates, no matter how busy Lin's father is when he goes out, he will find time to play video and come back to coax his wife to sleep.
She smiled, as if she felt that this made people feel very happy, even the corners of her mouth were stained with sweetness and tenderness.
She was just like a well-behaved daughter who fell into the love of her parents.
Hearing this, Song Zixi was quite surprised: "Every day?"
"Well, every day." Lin Yao nodded again, with a smile on her lips.
Slowly put a piece of potato chips into her mouth, and Gong Jiu, who was sitting beside her, ate quietly, as if the noise and conversation around her didn't arouse her interest at all.
Just lowered his eyes to look at the food in the bowl, and a dark halo flashed across.
I don't know what I'm thinking.
Smacking his lips, Song Zixi sighed: "I can feel that uncle loves aunt very much!"
After finishing speaking, the hairy belly in his hand should be edible. When Song Zixi raised his hand to dip in the seasoning, he found that he had a chopstick in his hand?
Subconsciously turned his head to look, Ye He next to him stuffed something into his mouth very quickly, met his gaze, and was chewing happily with raised eyebrows.
The chopsticks that were still in the middle of the air moved to Ye He's eyes, Song Zixi said in a low tone, "Others have cooked it for you to eat, can Young Master Ye show some face?"
The crispness of the hairy tripe mixed with the fresh aroma of the sauce bloomed in the taste buds. Looking at Song Zixi's displeased face, Ye He always felt that the piece of hairy tripe in his mouth was the most delicious piece he had eaten today.
"I don't know if there was any interruption?"
The boy's androgynous voice was very abrupt at the dinner table. Lin Yao turned her head to look over, her heart skipped a beat, and she froze for no reason.
"What?"
Catching her gaze, the corners of Gong Jiuhan's lips twitched: "Just curious."
It came to a realization that what Gong Jiu asked was about Father Lin calling Mother Lin, Lin Yao thought about it seriously, then shook her head:
"I don't have the impression that my father loves my mother very much. Even if she is busy, she will call. Moreover, my mother has relied on my father the most since she fell ill. She won't sleep at night if she doesn't hear human voices."
Brows raised, Gong Jiu looked at her silently, as if implying something: "You can't either?"
Understanding what she meant, Lin Yao let out a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile, "That's right, my own daughter is not good either."
She stretched out her hand to grab a pinch in the pot, but found nothing, so she put her hand back on the table.
"I was nervous about studying in the third year of high school, so I was sent to the school dormitory by my father."
The three people over there didn't pay attention to the conversation here at all, and they were already clamoring to grab the food in their respective bowls, as if it would be more delicious this way.
Seems to have almost eaten, Gong Jiu put down his chopsticks, took a tissue from the table, and wiped the corners of his mouth slowly.
Looks long.
"Well, come on for the college entrance examination."
When the topic is in the mouth of the teenager, it can always turn sharply, and suddenly it brings you to another matter.
Knowing that this person didn't want to inquire more about her family's affairs, Lin Yao's heart warmed for some reason, and the extremely shallow astringency faded from the corners of her mouth, and a soft smile appeared:
"The same to you."
Although from Gong Jiuhan's attitude, it seems that he doesn't bother to study, let alone the college entrance examination.
But she still said something in her heart, Gong Jiu silently cheered.
Didn’t shout like the ones in the inter-school competition, this sentence fell to the bottom of my heart, and after the subdivision was blown, green shoots began to sprout.
Such presumptuousness, in her life, flashed a life-threatening charm for a short time.
The young man seemed to be aware of her gaze, and a second before she raised her eyes to look over, Lin Yao pretended to look away calmly, and pinched the chopsticks with her curled fingers to pick up vegetables, but she accidentally shook them off. go back.
Her heart tightened, fearing that her unnaturalness would be noticed by others, Lin Yao quietly looked at the young man again, and when she found that the man's eyes had moved elsewhere, she breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time drew a very shallow line. lost.
The Lin family is a common mansion-style residence, also known as a villa.
The style is not gorgeous, but it is also considered rich. The hot air rising in the huge room is wrapped in the rich and spicy hot pot, floating on the tip of everyone's nose.
Gong Jiu sat silently by the window, and could see the small garden outside as soon as he turned his head.
The sky has darkened, and the plants in the courtyard are blown by the wind, and the flower-shaped plants can be seen faintly swaying with the wind.
It floated into the window along with the wind, passing over the tip of the nose.
His eyes swirled, and the dryness and dullness that floated between her brows covered her dark thoughtfulness.
Flowers.
Pharmaceutical manufacturing.
Herbal fragrance.
Colorless and odorless.
Lin's Pharmaceutical, is it you or her?
"Miss, no, madam is gone!"
The chopsticks in Lin Yao's hand, propping her head up and looking at the boy's side face, fell down in an instant, and collided with the bowl on the table, making a crisp sound.
She pushed Yi Zi away abruptly and stood up, her face was always gentle and soft like jade, and her face was full of ugliness: "What's going on?"
(end of this chapter)