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Chapter 99 [099] Hygienic Differences

Su Qingchun's question was clearly unnecessary. He knew very well in his heart that today's parents' sudden visit could not have come on their own initiative. He knew his parents too well. When he left, including the few who returned home afterward, Few, and many times I asked them to come to Shanghai but they didn't come. In fact, they were shouting at each other.

Now that they came here suddenly, even if Su Qingchun was killed, he would not believe that his parents came on his own initiative, so they came to Su Qingchun very sure that his wife Huang Xiaopei must have called them, but when he saw his wife's intriguing smile, his heart was already Don't blame Huang Xiaopei anymore.

But he said on his mouth: "Hey...you still have reason."

"Do you dare to say that you didn't ask your parents to come to Shanghai?"

Huang Xiaopei glanced at Su Qingchun, lowered his eyes and replied with a smile, "I called you."

"That's right, you called my parents to Shanghai without saying hello to me, that's wrong."

After Su Qingchun finished speaking, he added, "However, I don't blame them for coming, it's just that you should at least tell me about this in advance, right?"

Huang Xiaopei said with a smile: "I see, I am afraid that you will not agree to their coming so I made my own claim."

Speaking of Huang Xiaopei, he also glanced at the restaurant. At this time, Su's mother, He Meizhen, was packing things in the restaurant again. In Su Qingchun's eyes, her mother was always like this, and she never stopped, while Su's father was still kneading sunflower seeds leisurely, Su Zixuan was chasing Su Zihan in the restaurant.

She looked at the scene in front of her and said, "Look at how happy they are. I don't believe you haven't seen your parents for so long. Would you be unhappy that they came?"

"Of course I'm glad they're here."

"That's it."

Su Qingchun also took a look at the living room, the Su family's parents were still the same, one was busy with work, the other was busy eating melon seeds, while Su Zihan followed Su Zixuan and was not in the dining room, Su Qingchun guessed that she should play with toys in the living room with the new little cousin .

After confirming that everyone was not paying attention to him, he dared to say to Huang Xiaopei in a low voice: "The problem is that there is no holiday now, but it is a holiday, and I brought Qingfu's daughter too. Aren't they all in school now, don't you let me Did she miss class?"

"Which song did you suddenly call them to come to Shanghai?"

"I……"

Huang Xiaopei hadn't finished speaking when she saw Su's mother holding a bunch of melon seed shells that Su's father had cracked just now and throwing them into the trash can in the kitchen.

So Huang Xiaopei stopped talking with Su Qingchun.

And said to Su's mother: "Mom, there are trash cans in the restaurant too, right next to the dining table."

"Oh, I saw it."

"Then you can just throw the garbage there, you don't need to bring it here, it's too far away, and it's troublesome for you to walk."

"Hey, no trouble, I checked that the garbage bag is still very clean, don't waste a bag." He Meizhen replied.

"Mom, how much is a garbage bag worth? It's such a trouble for you to run so far, and you have bad legs, so it's completely unnecessary." Su Qingchun looked at his mother who had been limping and asking to walk, and said with pity.

"My legs and feet are fine. What's more, it's nothing to walk this way. Besides, garbage bags are worthless. It's money. It's okay to save a little."

He Meizhen has always been used to thrift, so she naturally developed the habit of thrift.

When Huang Xiaopei heard this, she glanced at Su Qingchun, knowing that if she insisted at this time, she would only be making fun of herself, so she continued to cook in silence.

After He Meizhen threw away the trash, she looked at her son in the kitchen and asked him, "Mangzi, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, Mom, there's no need, you and Dad just sit and wait for us. The dishes are all fried and will be served right away." Su Qingchun replied.

He Meizhen knew that her son cared about her, so when she saw the bowls and chopsticks that Huang Xiaopei had prepared on the table, she picked up the bowls and chopsticks directly.

Huang Xiaopei found that her mother-in-law had taken a lot of garbage in her hands, she was holding the bowls and chopsticks without washing her hands, and her fingers were directly inserted into the bowls, she was so frightened that she hurriedly shouted: "Hey mom, mom, don't be too busy, let all these Qingchun, come and get it."

"It's okay, what's the point of this matter!"

He Meizhen didn't understand Huang Xiaopei's intention at all, and insisted on bringing the bowls and chopsticks to the table.

Huang Xiaopei glanced at Su Qingchun helplessly.

He Meizhen hurried back to the kitchen after putting away the bowls and chopsticks. At this time, Huang Xiaopei's dishes were just out of the pan, and He Meizhen hurried to help.

Huang Xiaopei looked at the plate that was about to be full of vegetables, afraid that her mother-in-law would put her hands directly on the plate this time and get the vegetables, she was so scared that she didn't even have time to put the spatula on, so she hurriedly stopped her.

"Mom, Mom, you really don't need to do this kind of thing, we just do it."

After Huang Xiaopei finished speaking, he added, "You see, you have worked hard after taking the train for so long, so hurry up and go for a meeting."

"Qingchun, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and help mom serve the food. Mom has been on the train for so long, so she's not tired!"

Su Qingchun knew his wife well, from the first time Huang Xiaopei stopped his mother from serving the bowl, he knew what Huang Xiaopei meant.

Of course, as a doctor, Su Qingchun is also very particular about hygiene. He objected to his parents coming to Shanghai for this reason. Of course, he didn't mean that he disliked his parents, but he clearly knew that there was a big gap between his parents' living habits and theirs. The gap between them will bring many unnecessary contradictions to everyone's life, Su Qingchun is very clear about this.

But then again, deep down in Su Qingchun's heart, he really didn't want his mother to be so tired. At this time, Su Qingchun naturally replied knowingly: "Mom, let me come, you go and have a rest."

While talking, he has quickly put up the dishes.

Seeing that her son and daughter-in-law both politely refused, Mother Su could only reply: "It's okay, look, you don't let me work, I really don't feel tired."

"Mom, you've been in the car for so long, how can you not be tired, sit down and rest quickly."

"That's fine."

After Su Qingchun put down the dishes, he turned around and saw Mother Su walking with her head down. Her limping feet obviously didn't walk so smoothly. They set off together, and Su Qingchun had finished serving the dishes, so she walked less than halfway. Looking at my mother, and thinking about how this foot is lame, my heart hurts even more.

He hurried forward to help Mama Su to sit down and rest.

"Hey, mangzi, I'm not old yet, and it's not time for you to help me." He Meizhen refused with a smile.

"Mom, it's okay, just let me help you there."

"Hehe. This kid."

He Meizhen verbally refused, but she accepted her son Su Qingchun's kindness in action, but instead of letting Su Qingchun help her, she took the initiative to hold his hand.

This kind of intimate contact, their mother and child can't remember when it was the last time, this kind of memory is vague, or Su Qingchun has never had such intimate contact with his mother since he can remember.

(End of this chapter)