It's mother Jiang who called. She said with a cry: "Huizi, tomorrow is your father's birthday. Come back for dinner. Mother doesn't remember how long our family hasn't had a potluck together. Your father is stubborn and grumpy, but he loves you. He always asks me about your situation outside. Huizi, mother doesn't ask for anything else. She just comes back for dinner, just a meal. Mother asks you, Is that all right? "

On his father's birthday, Jiang Yihui went with a gift he could afford, a box of more than 300 yuan Daoxiang Village snacks, his favorite red bean flavor.

Jiang's mother took Jiang Yihui's snacks and kept hissing and asking questions. Jiang Yihui answered faintly. Jiang's mother said to Jiang's father, "look, your son is so attentive that he knows you love this kind of snacks. He bought a whole box for you."

Father Jiang, who had always been indifferent, looked at the box of Daoxiang Village snacks with a relaxed look on his face.

In order to take care of Jiang Yihui's mood, the birthday party really only had a family sitting around, and the table was full of Jiang Yihui's favorite dishes.

Jiang's grandfather, Jiang's grandmother, Jiang's father, Jiang's mother and Jiang Yihui's aunt all smile with joy. They don't say much. They just pull him to the table and persuade him to eat more.

Jiang's mother kept putting vegetables into Jiang Yihui's bowl, "Huizi, come on, eat more, and this."

Even at home, it's just a family dinner, but mother Jiang is still very well dressed, with exquisite makeup on her face, and a sincere and beautiful smile on her face. Even so, Jiang Yihui still saw the fishtail line of Jiang's mother's eyes, which is the trace of the years that many foundation can not cover up. Jiang Yihui lowered her eyes and picked up the chopsticks. Silently eating the dishes that mother Jiang gave him.

Jiang Yihui's aunt has been active in the atmosphere, amusing granny Jiang with a big laugh. Grandfather Jiang looks at his grandson and laughs softly.

Everyone is quietly looking at the expressionless Jiang Yihui.

In the middle of the meal, Jiang Yihui stood up fiercely and rushed into the bathroom with painful expression.

When he vomited, Jiang Yihui was still thinking, sure enough, he was used to hard life, instant noodles and steamed bread. Suddenly, he was not used to big fish, big meat and big shrimp!

Everyone was startled and quickly followed up. Outside the bathroom, he saw Jiang Yihui holding the toilet and spitting in the dark.

Jiang's mother quickly came forward to pat him on the back and asked him what was wrong.

Jiang Yihui's aunt hurriedly calls the doctor of the Jiang family and asks him to come quickly. Granny Jiang wipes her tears with heartache. Grandfather Jiang looks at his grandson anxiously while father Jiang looks at Jiang Yihui indifferently.

Jiang's mother patted Jiang Yihui on the back and wiped away the tears on her face.

After almost spitting out all the bile, Jiang Yihui sat down on the ground. His mother took a towel to wipe his face.

"Huizi, Doctor Yang will come and let him have a look. If not, let's go to a big hospital for a good examination."

Jiang Yihui shook his head weakly, "no, I'm ok."

Mother Jiang's voice said eagerly: "you've vomited like this, and you still say it's ok? I know that the food outside is not good. Life is hard. Look at you. You've lost a lot of weight. No way. You should listen to me anyway this time. You're still so young. Don't ruin your health! "

Jiang Yihui looked up at his anxious and worried mother“ I'm fine! Don't bother There was an affirmation in his voice that no one could refuse.

"Huizi, why are you so stubborn? Can't you just listen to mom? Mom, it's all for you. Do you know? "