Chapter 80

when song Yuhang came back from the detention center, it was already more than 6 p.m. at a glance, he saw song's mother wandering at the gate of the Municipal Bureau with a heat preservation bucket. She quickly met her, pulled people into the shelter and rubbed her frozen hand.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

Seeing that she was smiling, Mother Song handed her the heat preservation bucket in her hand: "it's not Laba today. I made some porridge in the afternoon and sent it to you."

Song Yuhang hung up and said, "you don't have to go back to the laboratory. Go to the interrogation room with me."

While talking, the fixed line telephone on her desk rings. Song Yuhang goes to pick it up. Lin Yan touches the door. When she is ready to go out, she is stopped again.

Song Yuhang took down the spring and autumn coat from the hanger and put it on her. He buttoned it for her: "when do you really flatter me, that's what I want."

Lin Yanyang began to fasten the button of his uniform, but he found that some of them had fallen somewhere, and the traces on his neck couldn't be covered. He was annoyed: "give me your coat, I'm not afraid of it, but I don't want to be poked at my spine and say I'm fawning with the leader, Captain song."

Song Yuhang laughed: "Why are you so timid now? Didn't you be afraid of everything before? "

"Farewell, you stay, you send me back for a while, let Fang Xin they see me again."

Song Yuhang helped her up and said, "I'll see you off."

"I went back to the lab."

Lin Yan came down from her and beat his waist. There was a little spring in the corner of his eyes. He was obviously very happy.

Two people have been in the house for a long time. If they don't go out to show their faces, it's time to spread rumors.

Song Yuhang nodded: "OK, before that, let's have a dinner together."

Lin Yan stopped her saying: "I also know that it's not difficult for you. How do you check or how do you check? Just don't ask him to come to the Bureau or on my aunt's birthday. After all..."

"I know..."

Song Yuhang also doesn't want to doubt Lin Ge. After all, she is close to her, but the procedure to go is still to go.

She and Lin Ge also chat every other day, talk on the phone, but never heard him mention this character.

"It doesn't matter whether you are familiar with them or not. The host will not drive out the friends of these friends. The most important thing is the contacts and friendship, and the second is the good-looking scene. The more people you come, the more face you have."

Song Yuhang told her this idea, and Lin Yan shook his head: "I'm not a short guard. You don't know people in business. During the new year's festival, especially the birthday party, few of them are familiar with each other. Most of them are friends of friends. They bring concubines, lovers, juniors and girls. On this occasion, they look for gold owners and men to hunt for partners 。”

Gao Qiang once appeared at Lin Ge's birthday party. Does it mean that there is some connection between them? At least, it seems that the relationship should be good.

It's OK not to mention Lin Ge. When she mentions Lin Ge, she vaguely remembers another thing.

Song Yuhang stroked her hair once and for all: "natural disaster * *, birth, aging, death, human affairs."

Lin Yan slightly pulled the corner of her lip, and then buried her head in her arms, slightly red eyes: "my aunt has been in good health, how can..."

Song Yuhang squeezed her hand: "it doesn't matter, I'll go with you."

Lin Yan said truthfully: "if it wasn't for my aunt, I don't think I would have stepped into the Lin family in my whole life."

Song Yuhang helped her up and looked at her face: "what's the matter?"

Lin Ge finished, as if the doctor called, hung up in a hurry.

"Well, you can be busy."

"OK, I see. I'll be home this Friday."

Lin Yan closed his eyes for a moment, and he didn't want to play with song Yuhang any more. He lay on her shoulder and didn't move.

Lin Ge voice hard to hide deep pain: "in the end, the doctor said, can only try to delay the survival time."

Lin Ge took a deep breath and called her nickname: "tired, go home. This may be my mother's last 70th birthday. She Just found out cervical cancer. "

Lin Yan pushed song Yuhang's head away: "you said, you said, just busy..."

Lin Ge of that box was silent for three seconds, accentuated the tone: "are you listening to me on earth?"

It's hard to avoid that when Lin grinds his teeth, he will go away again.

Just want to avenge her in the meeting room, at the same time to Lin Ge suddenly called to harass them expressed great dissatisfaction.

She did it on purpose.

"I don't have to maintain this face for months."

"Dr. Lin just did a great job."

Song Yuhang pressed her head and rubbed it without a moment. He also kisses her from time to time and whispers to her ear who didn't answer the phone.

Lin YANWO drank without a mouthful in her arms and put her head on her shoulder with a paper cup in her mouth to listen to Lin Ge.Song Yuhang picked up the leftovers on the table and poured a cup of hot water to moisten her throat.

As soon as he spoke, his voice was dumb, and he coughed twice, so as not to let him hear it.

"Hello, Lin Ge, it's me."

Lin Yan this just forced to play up a little spirit, the facial expression is languid, took the mobile phone from her hand.

Song Yuhang took a look at Lin Yan and made his mouth: your brother.

Listening to the voice from the receiver, Lin Ge was slightly stunned. She seemed to be a little surprised: "Miss Song, how can you be tired of it?"

"Hello?"

Song Yuhang felt it from the tea table.

Lin Yan didn't want to lift her eyelids. She just wanted to go to sleep and motioned for her to pick it up.

After two days of intense exercise, she couldn't bear it, not to mention working for one day.

I nearly missed the point.

Song Yuhang was a little annoyed: "who, I'll call you again and again."

It's not her. Lin is tired of it.

Song Yuhang picked up the person, cleaned up for her, gathered up the clothes and cleaned the desk. As soon as I took her back to the sofa and lay down, my cell phone rang again.

Lin Yan's long eyelashes flickered, his face was still ruddy, and his arms were so soft that he could hardly support his weight.

All return to silence, even the telephone rings have stopped, only each other's breathing.

Song Yuhang licked the corner of his lip, but he felt that his meaning was not enough.

Even the black leather office chair had splashing water spots.

Drops of water trickled down the corner of the table.

The neck that suddenly raises drew perfect arc in the air.

Lin Yan's arm was shaken into a sieve, and his other hand on the table, his fingernail, had torn the newspaper.

This sudden feeling threw people high into the sky, as if a bite of Chaotian pepper, fireworks burst in my mind.

When the telephone rang, Lin Yan was surprised, and his heart seemed to be grasped tightly.

The more resistance, the more shame, but easier

She is like standing in a transparent glass cover, outside people can not see, but she can clearly feel every change of the outside world.

This feeling is the same as song Yuhang's feeling at the meeting that day.

Through a door, there were people walking in a hurry and talking and laughing in the corridor outside.

She raised her head and swallowed, her hands on her head, her fingers deep in her soft hair.

When Lin Yan regained his mind, there was only a murmur in the room.

She is worthy of being a vigorous and resolute activist. She gets to the point of "three under five divided by two" and doesn't give her a chance to refute at all.

Lin Yan is about to blurt out the abuse are blocked in the throat.

"It doesn't matter if I cooperate with you soon..."

Song Yuhang knelt down on one knee. The distance and angle were just right. She stroked her ankle and took off her shoes.

Lin Yan's hands were on the table. This feeling of helplessness made her feel a little guilty. She stepped on her shoulder and wanted to kick people away.

Song Yuhang picked her up and put her on his desk.

Xu is in order to revenge her, song Yuhang slightly used a little force. The hand on her shoulder suddenly lost its strength. Lin Yan's wrist loosened and fell down.

"It's working time Well... "

Lin Yan leaned back and was dragged back to support her waist.

"Office..." Song Yuhang's mouth is vague.

She was a little soft all over, her hand on her shoulder, breathing: "do you know where it is now?"

Lin Yan can't bear it. He wants to give her a slap, but this sudden action affects the most sensitive nerve.

The shirt was torn to pieces and several buttons were broken.

Lin was tired of grinding teeth. Without waiting for her to reply, the man not only buried his head, but also started.

Song Yuhang, with a little innocence in his eyes, lowered his voice and begged her, "can't you?"

"You give me enough."

"Song, Yu and hang." Lin Yan clenched his teeth and pushed his head up. The button had been bitten open, revealing a large trace left by last night.

"Lin Yan, I think it's more convenient for you to wear a skirt."

Move your hands down the waistline.

Song Yuhang smashed his lower lip and talked to her ear.

Because hold tightly, that soft is next to her.

In particular, the red lips in front of their eyes, waist is not surplus, a hand can hold up, as if her strength can be folded in her palm.

She moves around, but makes her breath a little unsteady.

Lin Yan pursed his lips and began to smile. He didn't want to make her too proud, so he quickly turned his face to come down from her.Song Yuhang shaved her nose: "your face."

"You're just a rabbit in a fox's skin. If you really want my mother to feel better, you can go to my house more often. You can see that she likes you very much. This Laba porridge was very cold when I went back to eat it in the past years. When did I deliver it to me personally? It's not because of Lin Yan's hiding behind her lips. Song Yuhang was disappointed.

Song Yuhang tightened her waist, and her nose to the tip of the nose, whispered: "I locked the door."

"Well? Why, someone will come in later -- "Lin Yan struggles.

Seeing that Lin Yan was still a little sullen, song Yuhang simply hugged him on his knees.

The last time she talked in the hospital, song's mother mentioned that she was worried about the desolation of her next life, and that there was no one to support her.

Compared with her father, song hang felt that after she passed away, what should I do

Lin Yan bit his lip: "are you not afraid that your aunt can't bear it?"

"There are some things we say more than we do."

There is something in Lin Yan's words, and she also means something.

Song Yuhang laughs and gives her a chopstick of stewed meat: "my mother is still strong. It's really just a stop, and --"

"you just let her go back alone?"

Lin Yan, holding a spoon in one hand, pokes song Yuhang, but he can't bear it.

After that, he picked up his cloth bag from the sofa and walked out in a hurry.

Song mother smile some reluctantly: "no, no, you are busy, seize the time to eat, eat cold stomach in winter, not a few steps, I went back by bus."

Listen, it's all in one rhythm.

Lin Yan also put down the bowl and stood up: "aunt, it's cold outside. We'll take you back later."

Song Yuhang quickly stood up: "Mom, I'll give you a ride."

"If you're busy, I'll go back first."

Song's mother was surprised when someone came in to deliver the materials. She put down her cup and got up.

It was the same with her and her father.

She was too familiar with the feeling.

Both song Yuhang's carefulness towards Lin Yan and Lin Yan's shyness in his eyes are very similar to those of a newly married couple.

Song's mother sitting here has a feeling of being an outsider, but also a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

She deliberately bit the last four words, two people giggle, each other's eyes are basically glued to each other.

Song Yuhang peeled a piece of sweet garlic and put it into the bowl: "try this, my mother's pickle, it's very delicious!"

Lin Yan couldn't help laughing.

"I'm not hungry yet..." Song Yuhang spoke more and more quietly.

"You boast? Last time, the leftover food in the refrigerator was broken. You didn't watch it when you came back from the night shift. You ate it all. Did you have diarrhea the next day? In your eyes, there is no difference between shark fin and radish. "

Song Yuhang lengthened his voice and protested: "Mom, when can't I eat? I praise you every time you cook, don't I? "

Can you stop belittling Lin Yan in front of her every time? She doesn't want face?

"Of course, someone can't eat well. If you like to eat, you can come to my house to have a taste of my aunt's craftsmanship when you are free at the weekend."

Having said that, I have a glance at Song Yuhang.

"Good, good, just like it, eat fast, eat fast, it will be cold soon, and my aunt has no other skills, but she can cook well -"

what kind of life does the child live in the Lin family?

The old man also likes to hear praise. It's sad to hear her say it's the first time to eat.

Song's mother couldn't close her mouth with a smile. Song Yuhang was tired of eating snacks in the early morning. What's more, every time he ate a meal, he ate like a starving ghost. How can he say that?

"Well, it's delicious. Thank you, auntie. I've never had Laba porridge before. It's really delicious. The porridge cooked with glutinous rice is very sweet. It also contains peanuts, longan, lotus seeds and jujube silk..."

Lin Yan was stunned for three seconds. She suddenly opened her eyes and eyebrows. She didn't smile very often. Even if she did, it was a kind of sneer and scornful smile. There were not many times to show her smile from the bottom of her heart like this. It seemed that the ice and snow melted away. For a moment, even song Yuhang was a little crazy.

Mother song was a little nervous waiting for her feedback.

Therefore, Laba porridge only exists in the food programs on TV. At first sight, it's a bit novel. Lin Yan holds up the bowl and takes a spoon.

If she lives by herself, the chef will not specially make Laba porridge unless she wants to eat it. However, generally speaking, Lin Yan doesn't have any holiday thoughts.

What's more, she was not close to her family and went home on her own.

The Lin family is only Laba. Even in the Spring Festival, it is cooked by the chef. The tablecloth is laid on the table, the dishes are delicate, and it is cold and lively. The needles on the table can be heard, and even the knife and fork sound is a crime.She knew that Lin was tired of eating light food and liked to drink the soup.

Song Yuhang helped her pour the porridge left in the heat preservation bucket into the bowl, and then he gave her some from his bowl.

In the middle of what song's mother said, she had to swallow it back: "it's good to come. Eat it quickly. Today I made some Laba porridge. I don't know if it's to your taste?"

"I didn't care to eat." When song's mother was there, Lin Yan, like a obedient daughter-in-law, asked her how she was. Then he sat down next to song Yuhang.

"Why are you so late, haven't you eaten yet?"

When I saw her, the epilogue went up lightly.

Before her voice fell, there was a knock on the door. Song Yuhang put down his bowl and ran to open the door.

Song's mother put down the teacup in her hand and looked at her. After hesitation, she opened her mouth: "Yuhang, you and Yanyan..."

Song Yuhang made her a cup of tea and read the materials while drinking porridge.

After all, there is no such thing in her cognition. She just feels vaguely that their relationship is too good.

Song Yuhang never let her worry when she was growing up. She graduated from school step by step and went to work. There were no close friends around her. Her peers had already married and had children. She was still alone, not to mention the friendship that would take people home. She had something special about Lin Yan.

The food didn't move. I just drank porridge and waited for Lin Yan to come.

In the office, Mother Song watched as song Yuhang carefully took out a bowl from the heat preservation bucket and poured the porridge in. The rest was afraid of being cold and covered again.

Lin Yan nodded, indicating that they would go first and finish their work as soon as possible.

Song Yuhang also wrote: office, office, office, etc., you.

Lin Yan understood it, and when he saw aunt song standing beside her, he waved his hand to say hello.

She thought about it, took a breath on the glass, and drew water mist on her fingertips: come out, eat.

Song Yuhang spoke to her a little far away. The glass was soundproof. Lin Yan frowned.

Lin Yan turned around and looked around. Then he focused on her.

Knowing that she didn't sleep well last night, song Yuhang was busy all day. His heart softened and he knocked on the glass of the laboratory.

Mother song sighed: "it's not easy enough."

We're all in a hurry. We'll be in the lab after the dissection.

Looking through the bulletproof glass door, Lin Yan's light blue uniform was covered with a white coat, and he was wearing gloves. He kept fiddling with test tubes and instruments.

"I'm as busy as I am. I do manual work. She does all the technical work. Now there's no one in the technical investigation team. The big head falls on her."

On the way to her office, song Yuhang happened to pass by the laboratory, so he took a look outside the door for a while.

Song's mother and others left, and then said, "tired of being so busy?"

"Good." Xue Rui saluted and left.

"OK, I see. Go ahead and let me know if you have any new clues."

"I don't know. I guess I'm still in the pathology lab. I haven't seen her come out."

Xue Rui shook his head. He was also in his early thirties. He had a round face, a little moustache, and a big arm with a round waist.

"What about Lin Fa Yi?"

He took two steps and was stopped again.

Xue Rui quickly refused: "no, I ate it."

She shakes the lunch box in her hand and sees that it is packed by her mother.

Song Yuhang said with a smile: "that's the first time. Did you have dinner? How about some? "

It was the newly promoted vice captain, the former business backbone, who was her confidant.

"It turns out that it's an aunt. It's not easy to come here. Team song has to show people around."

Song Yuhang held his mother's shoulder tightly: "this is my mother."

Some colleagues asked curiously.

"What's this?"

Two people along the corridor, from time to time someone with song Yuhang say hello, she nodded one by one should be.

"What's wrong with that? Go to my office."

Song's mother refused. Song Yuhang pulled her to open the glass door of the hall, lifted the thick curtain, and felt warm.

"Ah, just sit down. It's not good for family members to go in where you work..."

"Mom, go in and sit down. I'll get you a glass of water before you go."

It's too cold outside. Song Yuhang pushes her inside: "it's meaningless, but it's related. If you give me money, I'll give you a share."

"This What does that mean and why? "

Song's mother looked at her daughter's face, half sweet and half afraid, as if she knew Lin Yan's character like the back of her hand.

At the thought of that scene, song Yuhang had a toothache.

Not only won't, may also beat her.

"Mom, take the money yourself, and she won't want it if I give it to her."Looking at her trembling hand, which was flushed by the cold wind, song Yuhang felt distressed and pushed it back.

"I'm thinking, we can't take advantage of others in vain. Take it to me."

When the things arrived, song's mother was ready to leave. She took out a small cloth bag from her pocket and took out several large bills from a pile of loose money.

It's hard for her to remember that she quarreled with her in those days. Most of the people who can provide door-to-door service are her own personal doctors.

Song Yuhang was holding a thermos bucket in his hand, a lunch box in his arms, and a smile on his lips.

"Thank you for insomnia last time. I thought I didn't get in touch with you so quickly. But I didn't get off the building when people came to see me today. I prescribed a few pairs of traditional Chinese medicine. They were all ready-made and brought them over. I also gave them a business card to give me time to go to their hospital for a physical examination and physical therapy."

Song Yuhang was stunned. His mother took out several lunch boxes from her pocket and put them in her hand.

Not "you" but "you."

The author has something to say: Song team is really a leader in mediating the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law [Goutou]

I also want to make a face. JPG

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