big city small home

Chapter 137

Seeing that Lu's mother landed safely, Bingbulin let out a sigh of relief, turned her back, and hurriedly called Lu Zhenzhong.At that time, Lu Zhenzhong was having noodles with Lao Zhang and Luo Hui at Su Noodle Shop, when he saw that it was Bing Bulin's call, he hesitated whether to answer it or not.

Luo Hui sat next to him, and it was not convenient to go out during lunch time.Answering Bingbulin's phone call at the dining table is quite stressful.I'm afraid that Bingbulin's call is about feelings.Although he and she are as innocent as shallots mixed with tofu now, when they see Bingbulin's name, they still throb instinctively.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Under Lao Zhang's urging, Lu Zhenzhong reluctantly answered the phone.Hearing the content on the phone, the whole person "teng" stood up.The noodle soup on the table was accidentally overturned.

Lao Zhang yelled out and hurriedly dodged away.He looked at Lu Zhenzhong opposite him with dissatisfaction, and unexpectedly saw Lu Zhenzhong's pale face.The dissatisfaction was resolved in response, and turned into concern: "How can it be?"

"What's the matter?" Luo Hui asked while wiping the noodle soup on his pants with a tissue.

When Lu Zhenzhong heard Bingbulin say on the phone that his mother was going to jump off the building, he immediately became dizzy.Supporting the table with his hands, he took several deep breaths to stabilize himself a little.

"Come back quickly. I coaxed her temporarily. But I'm afraid she will have other thoughts..."

Lu Zhenzhong pushed Luo Hui away, his tone flustered: "My mother has something to do. I have to go back."

Lu Zhenzhong drove home. Fortunately, he was close to home, and there was less traffic at noon, so he finally arrived home safely.He rushed back to Building No. 8 where his home was located, and saw Bingbulin guarding the security door on the ground floor.

I was so moved that I couldn't help stretching out my hand, holding Bingbulin's hand hard, and shaking it a few times. "Go up quickly. I went up and knocked on the door, but your mother didn't open it."

Lu Zhenzhong leaped several steps in one step and flew upstairs.

Fingerprints swiped open the door, and the living room was empty.Not even bothering to change his shoes, Lu Zhenzhong checked the kitchen and the bathroom in a panic.After rushing out of the bathroom like a headless chicken, unexpectedly, he saw his mother showing her head from the guest bedroom.

Lu Zhenzhong's heart that was hanging tightly did not fall into his stomach just because he saw his mother.Moms today are different than ever.There was no light in her eyes.

"Mom." Lu Zhenzhong called.

Mother Lu didn't answer anything, turned and went into the bedroom.It was as if she came out just to confirm the sound.

"Mom!" Lu Zhenzhong chased after her.

In the bedroom of the guest room, the bed and the floor are covered with clothes, sheets, and quilt covers.Mother Lu cut some of them to pieces.The shredded pieces of cloth were neatly piled up by her.Lu Zhenzhong inexplicably thought of the traditional diapers in his hometown.

"Mom, what are you up to?" Lu Zhenzhong asked in a flattering tone.

Mother Lu continued to pick up the hair clippers as if she hadn't heard.What she was holding in her hand was the mulberry silk quilt cover that Sang Baiyue bought at a huge price.The corners of Lu Zhenzhong's mouth and eyes twitched.But his mother's mental state was obviously not right, and she was holding scissors in her hand. He didn't dare to stop it rashly, so he had to watch helplessly as the silk quilt was destroyed by hot hands.

"Mom, what are we cutting these for?"

"Grandma is leaving." Mama Lu said in an emotionless voice as she cut the silk quilt cover, "Grandma always needs to do something. Grandma has nothing else to do, just cut some diapers for her grandson. Grandma Cut more, and we'll throw them away if they get dirty."

Lu Zhenzhong knelt beside his old lady on one knee, knocked his head on her knee, and couldn't lift it up for a long time.Dilemma.On the left is the family whose son is the daughter-in-law, and on the right is the old woman.He was caught in the middle, torn by a dilemma.

What should I do?
What can I do?
Time loses its meaning of measurement.Lu's mother cut it with a click, as if she didn't know she was tired.Lu Zhenzhong was tired from kneeling on one knee, and sat cross-legged on the ground.The cross-legged legs are numb, and the legs are straight and the back is leaning against the wardrobe.

He glanced at the clothes, sheets, and quilts in the room, and secretly thanked that there were enough things for him to think about countermeasures.

Lu Zhenzhong decided to make a few phone calls.The first one to call Sang Baiyue.The trouble should end it.The mother's heart disease is caused by not being able to see her grandson.Show her grandson, maybe it will be better without medicine.

He recorded a video of his mother in advance, and after sending it to Sang Baiyue, he hid in the corner of the living room and made a phone call.

"Xiaobai, my mother lost her mind thinking about her grandson. She cut a lot of things and said that she would prepare diapers for the child."

Sang Baiyue screamed: "Your mother cut my silk quilt cover? I can't bear to use it myself! Did your mother cut it?"

"I'll buy it for you again. Listen to me, today a neighbor saw my mother wanting to commit suicide by jumping off a building..." Lu Zhenzhong's voice trembled, and he couldn't continue.

"Then you decided to sacrifice your son to fulfill your mother?" Sang Baiyue's voice became distant and cold.

"The son must not be sacrificed. I asked my mother to wear a mask and let her watch from the side without holding her son. Is it okay?"

Sang Baiyue fell silent.

"Xiaobai, if you were me, what would you do? Just watch my old lady lose her mind and go crazy?"

Sang Baiyue sighed, and her tone softened: "The question is, even if I agree, does Gao Fei agree? Even if Gao Fei agrees or disagrees, it doesn't matter, does my dad agree?
During the ten days when Sangzi developed herpes, my dad stayed by his side day and night, you didn't see that.I saw it, and I was so sad.Sang Ziqi is my father's life.How do you ask me to promise you?In my opinion, you should take your mother to No. 600 Wanping South Road. "

Lu Zhenzhong was furious: "He is my son. Doesn't my mother even have a place to watch?"

Sang Baiyue suddenly raised her voice: "Your son? The one you conceived? Your baby? Your baby? Have you ever spent money?

F!He is my son!It took me ten months to grow a small hair from the size of a grape seed to my stomach day by day, getting along day and night, breathing together.It was I who endured labor pains again and again, waded through the gates of hell, and raised Xiaomao!

he is my son!

Needless to say, spending money.My dad said that the second child will be raised by them, so you really don't want to show any money? OK.As big as confinement clubs and babysitters, as small as diapers, clothes, and teething sticks, you can really feel at ease and get rid of it, and I am convinced.

No, no problem, after all, my dad said he would raise it.

Then let it go to the end, don't argue about surnames, and don't use my son to cure your mother's heart disease. "

Lu Zhenzhong trembled.

He was angry and ashamed.

Qi Sang Baiyue is eloquent and has a tricky angle of speech; Qi is so busy that she forgot to spend money to express her father's feelings.Being pointed out by Sang Baiyue mercilessly also made him sad.But Fan Sang Baiyue has a little affection in her heart, is she willing to hurt him by saying such harsh words?

(End of this chapter)