Not long after, Yang Shuzheng knocked on the balcony door and saw Ji Changmu closing his eyes slightly, thinking he was asleep.

"Changmu."

Ji Changmu opened his eyes, but he was not asleep.

"I just asked the servant to go to Changhao Street to buy you some snacks. You loved to eat them when you were a child, but you probably haven't eaten them in many years." Yang Shuzheng put the snacks on the coffee table in front of Ji Changmu, and she herself

Sit down opposite.

There was a smile in Ji Changmu's eyes: "When I was a kid... How old am I now, how can I still eat these."

"Yes, yes, time flies so fast."

But Ji Changmu still took apart a piece of pineapple cake, cut it into small pieces with the matching plastic blade, carefully placed it on a small plate and brought it to Yang Shuzheng: "You have a try."

"I don't need to taste it. I can eat it every day in Bincheng, but you are different."

"Then I'll take some to New York." He ate a piece of pineapple cake, which was very crispy and sweet.

When he was a child, he really loved to eat.

"Why didn't you play cards?"

"I'm not interested today."

"Yan Jia is back this time too? How long has he been home?"

"I don't know about him. After a while, he may have to stay in the country forever."

Ji Changmu and his mother were chatting on the balcony. It had been a long time since mother and son had sat so leisurely and calmly, just chatting.

He was so busy that he neglected the people around him.

When he returned to Bincheng this time, he had no plans to go anywhere, he just wanted to spend more time at home with his mother.

Yang Shuzheng wore a dark blue cheongsam with elegant makeup. She wore a small white cashmere cardigan outside the cheongsam.

"Chang Mu, I have to go to the hospital for a check-up the day after tomorrow. Please accompany me."

"OK."

"That... Uncle Miao's daughter I told you about, she also works in that hospital. Every time I go there, she will accompany me as long as she is not busy. The little girl is enthusiastic and sensible."

Ji Changmu frowned and said nothing.

Yang Shuzheng said no more.

Her son is a smart man, and since he still hasn't expressed his opinion, she can't force it, but she is really afraid that one day she will never see Ji Changmu again. She really wants to see him get married and have children, be stable and happy, instead of just every day.

Alone all day.

The mother and son chatted briefly for a few more words. Yang Shuzheng did not disturb him anymore and went to the kitchen alone.

Yan Jia played cards very late at night. Ji Changmu booked a hotel for him, but he was unwilling to leave and insisted on dragging Ji Changmu to the bar to drink.

Ji Changmu refused to drink with him, so he drank by himself.

The rain is still falling.

On the sofa in the private room of the bar, Yan Jia was very drunk, lying on the soft sofa alone, silent.

His cell phone rang, it was the old man calling.

Yan Songyuan immediately asked, "Where have you gone? If there is a tiger at home, will it eat you?"

Yan Jia frowned, his face flushed, and he was annoyed: "Are you annoyed? Do I have to report to you where I am going?! Do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

"Your mind is about the same as that of a three-year-old child!"

"Then you still want me to return to China? Why don't you let your three-year-old grandson take over?!"

"You, you, you! Why didn't you learn any cleverness from your elder brother? How could I have given birth to such a wastrel like you? You and your elder brother are not even the same as each other, they are simply worlds apart! Poor Feng, his life is so miserable.

You're a prodigal, but you're pretty and happy."
Chapter completed!