Chi Jingyu immediately sandwiched a piece of braised spare ribs, "Mom, this is your favorite braised spare ribs, come and have a taste."

When Yang Huilin saw his hint, she suddenly vomited all the stewed pork ribs that Jingyu had put in her bowl, "ouch -"

Wang Suping exclaimed in disgust, "what are you doing?"

"Ma, Ma, what's the matter with you?"

"Are you all right, aunt?"

Chi Yanbin looks at her anxiously, he also ate this spareribs, there is no problem!

Chi Jingyu and Lingxi are acting schools. Yang Huilin has been in the mental hospital for so long, and she is also influenced by the performance of those patients.

"You Who is it? I'm going to find my son. Have you met my son? "

Yang Huilin grabs Chi Jingyu's arm. She seems to have lost her spirit in her eyes and soul in her body.

"Mom, I'm Jingyu! I am your son

"You're bullshit. My son is only three months old. Don't make fun of me. I'm going to find him."

Chi Yanbin's eyes are full of worries. Is this a madness attack? "Huilin was fine just now. How did she suddenly become like this?"

Wang Suping immediately seized the opportunity, "Jingyu, now you know, your mother's madness is very serious. Hurry to send your mother back to the mental hospital."

But she thought maliciously that she had been a normal person in a mental hospital for more than 20 years, and she turned into a madman.

Chi Jingyu said in a hurry: "Dad, mom's illness only happens occasionally. She has been there for more than 20 years. It's really not a place for people to live there!"

Chi Yanbin frowned tightly. He had just put Chi Jingyu's words in his heart. This mental hospital can't go any more.

Yang Huilin burst out crying again, "abin, where have you been? Why don't you even talk to me?"

Hearing her words, Chi Yanbin moved a heart of compassion and thought of their past.

"Huilin, I'm a bin!"

Chi Yanbin came up to her and held her hand tightly.

"No, you're not my abin. My abin has run with other women. He won't come back. He has divorced me. Do you know what divorce is?"

Lingxi has been in the play, but at the bottom of her heart, she praises her aunt's acting skills, and even she feels moved.

"Dad, can you let mom live at home with me?"

On hearing this, Wang Suping immediately said, "how can this work? Let a mental patient live in our house. What if someone dies? "

Ling Xi, who had been silent, suddenly said, "my aunt's illness is only temporary. What's more, living in a familiar environment is also very good for my aunt's recovery. Don't you want my aunt to get better? Ah, I'm sorry, auntie. I forgot that you are in charge of this family. It's impolite for an outsider to say that! "

heard Ling Xi's speech, Chi Yanbin only remembered that there were still outsiders, even if it wasn't for that point of affection, it was for the sake of face. "This family has the final say, Jingyu, you moved your mother's stuff, so it's settled."

Wang Suping's heart was itching with hatred, and her face was even more anxious. "But Yanbin, you and she have divorced, so it's not suitable to live here?"

"What's wrong? She's my ex-wife. I'm naturally obliged to take care of her when I get sick. What's the matter with you today? "