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"You have indeed spoiled me a lot of good things, so how do you plan to compensate me?" Yang's mother looked at Jing Fang solemnly, without contempt, without arrogance, without making things difficult, or blaming, as if she was doing business, negotiating the price .
Jing Fang was taken aback for a moment. This was the first noble lady who could chat with her calmly and on an equal footing. Instead, she couldn't adapt and became at a loss for what to do.
"I didn't think about it! Why don't you mention it." Jing Fang thought about Uncle Jin, felt depressed, and responded casually.
Mother Yang frowned slightly: "Are you sure? You may not be able to afford my compensation request."
"It doesn't matter! Anyway, I'm helping at Mr. Yang's request. I'll speculate on the conditions you mentioned, and I can just ask Mr. Yang for compensation. He is so rich, you should hit hard!" Jing Fang shrugged, looking fearless The look of not being afraid.
Mother Yang chuckled, and asked tentatively: "Is your relationship good? Do you trust him so much? Are you sure he won't cross the bridge and demolish the river?"
"No! As long as you don't give up, he will need my bridge. Don't be afraid that he will tear it down!" Jing Fang raised her eyebrows, blinking Kazilan's big eyes, and any look in her eyes made her look playful.
"It seems that you are sure of him!" Mother Yang said with a smile.
Jing Fang smiled slightly and remained silent.
When the elevator arrived, Jing Fang habitually reached out to hold the elevator door for Mother Yang, and asked Mother Yang to go first. Mother Yang smiled and went out.
Unexpectedly, Yang's mother would live in Yang Guang's room, so Jing Fang took her car back home.
Along the way, it was Yang's mother who persuaded Jing Fang that life is impermanent, life and death are fateful, and everything should be taken care of. She believed that her father would save the day.
Seeing what she said, Jing Fang also adjusted her mood and stopped frowning. After all, Uncle Jin hates other people crying.
After arriving home, Mother Yang proposed to sit in Jingfang's room. Knowing that this is her father's house, Jing Fang is naturally embarrassed to refuse.
"Auntie, why don't you drink some chrysanthemum tea. This is self-dried at my friend's house, safe and environmentally friendly." Seeing that the corners of Yang's mother's mouth were a little angry, Jing Fang made a cup of wild chrysanthemum tea for her.
?Mother Yang smiled and said thank you, then said she wanted to stroll around the room, and asked Jing Fang if it was convenient for her?
Although Jing Fang felt that it was inappropriate, but everyone brought it up, so she braced herself and agreed.
She asked Mother Yang to help herself, please go back to the kitchen to make glutinous rice, and planned to make zongzi for Uncle Jin tomorrow. Yang's mother walked around the room contentedly.
Each room is well organized, warm, simple, elegant, and tidy, and the room is filled with a faint fragrance.
Especially the bedroom, it was tidied up very comfortably. There is a photo frame on the bedside table, which is a group photo of Jing Fang and a seven or eight-year-old boy, both smiling brightly. Just by looking at his facial features, he knew it was her son.
It turned out to be a divorced woman with children?
Mother Yang frowned slightly, a little disappointed.
"That's my son." Jing Fang came in, smiled and said to Yang's mother: "It's very naughty, I just have to go to the wall to expose the tiles."
"Boys are like this. What about others? Didn't live with you?" Mother Yang put the photo back on the bed and asked casually.
"I'm at his father's house for the past few days." Jing Fang picked up the photo from the bedside table and touched her son's small face with her hand. I haven't seen you for a few days, and I miss you a little.
"Your ex-husband is good! He can take care of children by himself." Mother Yang sighed. She just can't do it.
Jing Fang smiled and said: "He naturally loves his child. He fights with me every day, in order to make up for the vacant six years, so that his son will not recognize him in the future."
Mother Yang felt unnatural for a while, feeling that Jing Fang was talking about her.
Jing Fang noticed the slip of the tongue, so she immediately smoothed things over and said with a smile: "Actually, children are monkey spirits. He knows who treats him and who treats him badly. Parents express their love in different ways, even if they did not know each other when they were young. You are sensible, and you can understand it when you grow up. After all, blood is thicker than water."
"You're right!" Mother Yang was amused by Jing Fang's understanding.
In a happy mood, she moved to the window and gently opened the curtains. Jing Fang helped to open the window to let the room breathe.
Unexpectedly, bursts of flowers are fragrant.
"You raised these?" Mother Yang asked in surprise.
Jing Fang said with a smile: "Most of them were planted by Uncle Jin, and I just helped to raise them. I planted that patch of roses."
"Let's go and have a look." Yang's mother was in high spirits.
She also likes to grow flowers, but it's a pity that one pot is broken.
I can't tell that Jing Fang is so young and so fashionable, that she likes flowers and plants and takes care of them so well. It really surprised her.
&nbsto be honest! "The old man's roar shocked the three of them, and they didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.
There was no sound in the room, and none of the three dared to speak. In the end, the heartless Mother Yang really couldn't see it, and muttered: "Dad, calm down, be careful that you will damage your body! After the examination, your lungs are not very good, it may be cancer .¡±
"You!" Yang Guangqi fainted, this hollow-minded mother, why tell the truth? No pathology section was done, and the doctor hadn't confirmed the diagnosis yet, so she sentenced grandpa directly.
"Anyway, we will know sooner or later, and we can't hide anything." Mother Yang was confident.
Yang Guang and Jing Fang were so angry that they vomited blood.
"Impossible!" Uncle Jin stared wide-eyed, then jumped up from the hospital bed: "How could I have this disease?"
"Dad, we don't believe it either, so we want to take you to America." Mother Yang immediately comforted her.
"I don't believe it! Give me the inspection report, I want to read it myself." Uncle Jin stared at Yang Guang.
Yang Guang persisted for a while, but in the end he couldn't hold back the old man and handed him the report.
Uncle Jin looked at it, his face turned pale, his body began to tremble, and suddenly his head fell and he passed out.
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