"Why don't we see Auntie together?" So far, she hasn't been to see a stepmother. No matter how inconvenient the legs and feet are, it's hard to say, and the stepmother is still such a picky person.

"Yes." Ji Zhengting nodded.

He didn't visit his mother all day. If her mother knew she hadn't come back to visit her, she would have something to say.

As soon as they came in, the housekeeper pushed the wheelchair over.

"Sir, young lady." The housekeeper called.

"Please." Song Qingcheng thanks the housekeeper.

"It should be."

Ji Zhengting put her into a wheelchair and asked the housekeeper, "how is your wife today?"

"Not bad, but I asked you several times." The housekeeper returned.

Ji Zhengting nodded. Immediately, push song Qingcheng to go to the room of the stepmother together.

……

As soon as I got to the door, I heard the voice of my stepmother coming from the room.

"Mom, I've been thinking a lot lately. Do you know who I dreamt of the night before yesterday? "

"Who, did you dream about Zheng Ting's father again?"

"I dreamt of that woman..."

There was no sound in the room for a long time.

"You must have been bothered too much recently. It's going to be Zhengting's death day, so it's easy to think wildly."

"I dreamt that she came to see me, but I think she came to laugh at me..."

"Zhengting Ma, if I'm not here to talk about you, you're just too strong. We're old people, too. Take Qingcheng for example. No matter how unsatisfied she makes you, it's the person your son likes. What's the difference between not waiting to see her like this and not waiting to see your son? Look at Zheng Ting again. Since Qing Cheng married him, he has become thinner and more haggard. It's not because you are embarrassed by his relationship with his daughter-in-law. "

"Oh, Ma, I didn't mean to trouble song Qingcheng. Think about her family Forget it, let's not talk about her family. She has a congenital disease in Song Qingcheng. It's hard to say whether she will inherit it in the future. Our family is the only child of Zhengting. Can I not worry? "

"To tell you the truth, I was a little worried when I knew about it. But I called the girl Lu Qing for advice afterwards, and Lu Qing assured me that this disease is very hereditary, and some people maintain it well, and they will never relapse in their whole life. To me, Qingcheng must be too hard to work, so it will relapse. I also want to be open. I won't let Qingcheng go out to work in the future. When she graduates, I will let her have children at home and take care of them. "

"It's not enough for me to have a baby. It's not enough for me to take her with me."

"No With your temper, can you take care of your children? I think I'd better take it with me. "

"Mom, I don't like to hear that. I have a bad temper. I won't beat my grandson, will I?"

"The point is, you are still young, old lady. I can live for a few years. Of course, let me take it first."

“…… That's really not good. Let them have more babies. Anyway, now that the second and third births are open, the family is busy with more babies. "

"I think so!"

"But you have to tell her that, mom. I won't say it anyway."

"OK, I'll go back and talk to Qingcheng. Besides, I heard that Zhengting is quitting smoking and drinking now. It's estimated that the couple have already made plans for themselves."

Outside.

Ji Zhengting and song Qingcheng clearly heard the conversation between the two in the room. At first, they were very curious. Who was the "woman" in the mouth of Ji Mu?

But at the end, they were amused and moved by the elder, and they had all kinds of tastes in their hearts.

Especially in Song Dynasty.

She was very moved that the stepmother could accept herself and even yearn for her children, including the old lady. But she was very sad that her inherent defects left a regret in their hearts.

Ji Zhengting know her mind, bent down in her eyes gently kiss, give her a warm smile.

Then, Ji Zhengting went up and knocked on the door.

If you knock on the door again, the two inside may fight.

The door was pushed open and he pushed song Qingcheng in.

"Zheng ting and Qing Cheng are back?" When the old lady saw them coming in, her face was like a spring breeze.

"Grandma, auntie." Song Qingcheng looks at the old lady, and her last look is on the bed.

It's impossible for a stepmother to show her acceptance or how good she is to face her death, so her attitude is cold and light.

"Qing Cheng, how are your legs today? It's said that the knee is bloody and fleshy. Must it hurt to death? " The old lady asked with heartache on her face.

"It's not that serious. It's already been medicated and bandaged." Song Qingcheng was never good at affectation.

"Dr. Chen said that he could not walk for ten days and a half months? You can't walk and move around. In the future, it will be slow and easy to leave sequelae. " The old lady deliberately said that her injury was more serious in front of her stepmother, so that she could be moved."It's OK. It's not a bone." Song Qingcheng understood the old lady's heart, but he didn't say much. He couldn't let her down.

"In a word, it's better to be careful. However, your mother-in-law was praising you just now, saying that thanks to you this time, otherwise her old life would have gone to the West. "

The old lady is careless and straight. The stepmother looked at the old lady and opened her mouth for a long time, but she was speechless.

Song Qingcheng looked at the stepmother and said with a smile, "I just do my best. If I were anyone, I would not stand by."

"Having said that, it is not likely that everyone can save people. In a word, you have made great achievements this time. "

Song Qingcheng smiles and doesn't speak any more.

"Mom, how are you feeling today?" Ji Zhengting, who hasn't spoken for a long time, opens his mouth.

"Much better. I have a good spirit and appetite." The spirit of the season mother is much better than yesterday.

"You can only eat something light this week. You should be aggrieved."

Hearing this sentence, the stepmother immediately became sad, "yes, I eat those things without salt and taste every day. It's terrible."

Ji Zhengting felt that his mother was a little bit of a child, so he laughed, "then you have to work hard to keep fit. At that time, we will have a rich family dinner."

The stepmother was stunned and sighed, "by the way, has your sister not heard from yet?"

"Don't worry. As far as I know, she has gone to Paris to relax."

"Is she still distracted?" The stepmother was angry all of a sudden. "Her mother was almost angry with her. Does she have the face to relax? You tell her that I don't have her daughter in the future. "

When it comes to Ji Ling, song Qingcheng can't help thinking of what her mother said today