Just after Shen Xingluo and his mother finished chatting, the ingredients for the hot pot were also served.
This girl was born in Chengdu, so she is considered a native of Sichuan. When it comes to eating hot pot, there can only be one word to describe it - dazzling!
Especially love eating beef!
As for Chen Mo, he moved to Rongcheng for only a year.
When he showed off his hot pot, he ate more than the little girl, but the taste was far inferior. The numbing and spicy feeling made him sweat.
"Keke, daddy, you are so naughty!"
This was not the first time he heard Shen Xingluo say this, but Chen Mo couldn't refute it. He really couldn't bear too much spicy food.
So when I was almost done eating, I put down my chopsticks and watched the little girl eating with relish.
At this moment, the cell phone on the table rang. Chen Mo picked up the phone and saw the caller ID, but he was stunned.
"Dad, why don't you answer the phone?" Shen Xingluo puffed out his cheeks and asked vaguely. Although he couldn't figure out why his father was in a daze, his mouth movements didn't stop.
Chen Mo came back to his senses: "Girl, you eat slowly, I'll go outside to take a call!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the hot pot restaurant. He answered the phone in the last few seconds when the ringtone was about to end: "Hey, dad, why are you calling at this time? Is there something going on at home?"
However, there was no response from the person on the other end of the phone for a long time.
Just when he was about to ask again, an old voice came from the other side: "Xiao Mo, how are you doing recently? Is your work going well?"
"Dad, don't worry, work is going well, I..."
"Oh! Xiao Mo, you and your family always report good news but not bad news. Your mother has always been angry with your sister-in-law and worked hard to run the supermarket. When you were three years old, I single-handedly raised you. What kind of character do you have? Can you not be clear?"
"Although you have been giving us money continuously over the years, from hundreds and thousands at the beginning to tens of thousands now, it shows that your work is going smoothly. But you are my son, even if I am not in front of you , I can also hear that you have been very unhappy in the past few years."
"Actually, as a parent, the first thing I wish for is not your work situation, but your living situation. No matter how much money you have, it is not as important as you. I am your father. There is something I cannot say to outsiders, and I can't Tell your father and your mother?"
"My child, you are a very filial person, but you haven't been home for five years..."
He was interrupted before he finished speaking, and Chen Mo kept listening quietly without the slightest hint of impatience.
The moisture in his eyes made him feel very heavy. As his father Chen Zhenhua said, he had not been home for five years. It's not that he doesn't worry or miss his parents, but he doesn't dare to go back and face his parents.
His father was a middle school teacher and taught him from an early age to be upright and aboveboard.
Although his mother has not had much control over his education since he was three years old, there has never been a shortage of material things.
In the mother's words: Although our family is not a wealthy family, our children should also have things that other people's children have. She doesn't want her son to have strong jealousy since he was a child.
But he has just entered society and has become a person who goes against his father's teachings. Over the years, he has been feeling guilty, not only for Shen Qingrou, but also for his father and mother.
"Xiao Mo, your university teacher came to our house!"
Seeing that his son had not responded, Chen Zhenhua sighed and told him about Fan Guohua's visit to the house.
This surprised Chen Mo: "Teacher went home?"
"Well, he came here more than half a month ago. He asked me and your mother about some things about you over the years. You yourself know that you always report good things but not bad things. We can only tell you what we know."
After hearing this, Chen Mo realized that this call should have been made more than half a month ago.
However, his father always believed in him, so he endured it for half a month, but he still didn't contact his family and only sent money once.
"Dad, I..."
There was no interruption this time, but Chen Mo was stuck in his throat and couldn't say a word.
Can he still tell his father that his work is going well as before? Can you still say that your life is good? He is already a man who hides himself in the shadows.
As if seeing his expression at this moment, Chen Zhenhua's voice sounded again: "Child, life is originally an unsatisfactory word. Just like this world, light and shadow exist at the same time. When your back is to the sun, the most you see is yourself. shadow, but when you turn around, you will find that the warmth has never left you!"
"We renovated the house at home and installed various lighting fixtures. When we are tired, we will come back... Okay, you have talked so much with your son, let me talk!"
Suddenly, Chen Zhenhua's voice was interrupted and replaced by a somewhat impatient female voice.
Before Chen Mo could recover and call out "Mom", Yang Xiaorong on the opposite side said: "Mo Mo, don't listen to your dad's nonsense, what about light and shadow, we just need to live a comfortable life. We can live however we want, as long as we are worthy of it." Just follow your own conscience!”
"Yes, your mother has rarely disciplined you since you were a child, but after all these years, shouldn't you come back and see me? Even if you don't come back to see me, you should come back and see your dad! Your dad is always in my ear when everything is fine. You are nagging about why the brat is not coming back. When you grow up, your wings become stiff and you can’t even go back home...Old woman, who is nagging you? Do you dare to bet!"
Before he finished speaking, the old couple opposite started arguing.
After Chen Zhenhua signed some unequal treaties, the fight ended, and Yang Xiaorong's voice continued: "Mo Mo, let me tell you, your sister-in-law came home yesterday, holding a little kid in her arms. It was shaking in front of my face. I leaned over and took a look, wow, it’s far worse than when you were a kid, but you still have the nerve to show off in front of me!"
"Mom, are you still fighting with my sister-in-law?"
On the other end of the phone, Chen Mo smiled bitterly.
How could he not understand the underlying meaning of his mother's words? She just wanted to have a grandson, but he couldn't tell him directly, so he pointed it out implicitly.
But, does he deserve love like this?
For some reason, when Chen Mo heard his mother's words, his eyes involuntarily drifted to Shen Xingluo who was enjoying a meal by the glass wall: It would be great if the little girl was really his daughter, so quirky and cute, her mother must have laughed. flower.
But then he quickly interrupted his delusion. If it was really his daughter, when the mother asked who the little girl's mother was, could he still make it up out of thin air?
Hearing his response, Yang Xiaorong suddenly became unhappy: "Why do you mean I'm still fighting with your sister-in-law? Am I such a stingy person? I'm just telling the truth! And, Mo Mo, the person from Uncle Liu's house next door to you a few days ago The second girl is back. That girl looks better than the stars on TV, and even better than your sister-in-law’s daughter-in-law..."
“Mom, I’m going home for the Chinese New Year this year!”
One sentence immediately stopped Yang Xiaorong: "Really? Mo Mo, are you really going home to celebrate the New Year this year?"
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Really, I haven't been home for so many years, I miss you so much!"
These words were not meant to comfort Yang Xiaorong. His father's words just now, as well as his mother's words, and the cute look of the little girl showing off the hot pot made him stretch out his hands and prepare to open the window behind him.
"Okay, okay, Lao Chen, did you hear that? Mo Mo said to go home this year, come on, let's go get ready!"
"You old woman, you still accuse me of nagging? Why are you so anxious? There are still three or four months before the Chinese New Year..."
The sound suddenly stopped here, and a busy sound made Chen Mo slowly put down his hand.
Thinking about what his father and mother said and looking at the cute little girl, he murmured to himself: "Maybe I should give myself a chance, a chance to turn around?!"
(To be continued!)
