Qiu Mingyan winked.

Jiang Jun closed his mouth.

"Brother finally came back, we should be happy."

Jiang Youqian picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food, "Dad, you like roasted pork ribs, you like fried wild rice rice, you like braised eggplant."

"Thank you son."

Qiu Mingyan's smile was rippling on her face, because of her son, but not the smile that was disguised when she just apologized.

"It's rare for the family to sit together today. Let's have a drink."

Qiu Mingyan went to get a bottle of wine.

She gave Jiang Mohan a drink, "It was all my fault before, please don't be as good as me."

"Mom, my leg injury has not healed yet. Can't you drink wine?"

Jiang Youqian took away the wine glass, "Don't drink it."

Qiu Mingyan's expression was a little stiff, scolding her son, "Why are you so rude?

That's what I've given to your brother."

"Brother is injured."

Jiang Youqian looked at Qiu Mingyan and said.

Qiu Mingyan looked at her son and thought to herself that idiot! She kept smiling on her face and said reluctantly, "... Then I won't drink it."

Jiang Youqian picked up the wine poured by Qiu Mingyan, "It's a pity not to pour it out, I won't waste it if I drink it."

As he said that, he poured it into his mouth, and Qiu Mingyan quickly stopped him.

"Youqian!"

Jiang Youqian asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Qiu Mingyan took off the wine from his hand, "If your brother doesn't drink it, then don't drink it."

Jiang Youqian felt that she was inexplicably surprised, "Isn't it a pity to pour it out and not drink it?"

Qiu Mingyan smiled and said, "You can't drink well by yourself, so don't drink it."

She said that, and took the wine away.

Jiang Youqian couldn't understand why Qiu Mingyan's operation was, but Jiang Mohan, who had not spoken, seemed to see something.

I'm afraid there is something in the wine?

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so afraid of Jiang Youqian's drinking.

My heart suddenly became cold.

I'm afraid I didn't really want to apologize and let go of my past grudges if I called him over this time?

What do they want to do?

He pretended not to see anything.

Jiang Youqian was depressed and felt that the wine was a pity.

"Eat, eat."

Qiu Mingyan sat back on the chair, "It's been a long time since the family sat together."

Jiang Youqian sighed, "Yes, I forgot when it was last time."

It's been too long, so long that he can't remember it.

"I ate it when I came, you guys can eat it."

After saying that, Jiang Mohan slipped his wheelchair and left the dining table, he didn't dare to eat the dishes on the table.

Jiang Jun frowned, "What do you mean?

All the apology that should be said. After finally sitting together, do you have to let go of the fun?”

"Oh, if you don't eat, don't you eat it. Didn't Mo Han say he's already eaten it?"

Qiu Mingyan hurriedly got up and came to Jiang Junshun's back. While comforting her husband, she said to Jiang Mohan, "Mohan, don't be angry, your father cares about you, afraid that you will not eat and have no malice."

Jiang Mohan looked at Jiang Jun’s angry face, with an obviously angry expression, why did he care?

Jiang Youqian felt that things were going wrong. He obviously wanted to make up, but why did he get tense again?

He stood up, "I'm not hungry either."

"If you like it, don't eat it!"

Jiang Jun threw his chopsticks and slipped into the house with a sliding wheelchair.

Qiu Mingyan was so angry that she felt that Jiang Jun was too impatient.

"Get into my room and sit down, and I'll take you back later."

Jiang Youqian pushed Jiang Mohan into the house.

Jiang Mohan did not refuse.

His house was not clean before, and it is still there now.

“A little messy.”

Jiang Youqian smiled embarrassedly, picked up the lost clothes and stuffed them into the cabinet.

Close the cabinet door and he looked back at Jiang Mohan, "Dad, he may have been bedridden for a long time and his personality is distorted. Don't pay attention to him."

My heart has long been cold. He knows what kind of person Jiang Jun is.

He won't care.

"You should find a girlfriend."

Jiang Mohan changed the topic.

Jiang Youqian suddenly became a little embarrassed, like a shy big boy, "That, there is no suitable one."

"By the way, brother, where are you?"

Jiang Youqian sat by the bed and looked at Jiang Mohan very seriously, "I can see that my sister-in-law actually loves you very much. It's a pity that you didn't walk together until the end."

Jiang Mohan suddenly held the handrail and tried his best to endure the rolling emotions in his heart, "Why do you say that?"

"When she was still there, she came to me and asked me what you like. Actually, I don't know. She probably felt that we grew up together when we were young, and I thought I would know."

Jiang Youqian's voice became weaker, "Although she is from a good background, she really has no airs. It's a pity for a pretty girl."

"I'm thirsty, go and pour me a glass of water."

Jiang Mohan sent him away.

Jiang Youqian said yes.

He got up and walked out.

The door closed Jiang Mohan's originally calm face, and he looked painful. He covered his heart and felt a faint pain.

Everyone knew she loved him.

He was the only one who didn't see clearly.

He closed his eyes and hid all the pain.

In the living room, Qiu Mingyan made a pot of tea and was about to bring it in Jiang Youqian, but walked out.

Jiang Youqian saw Qiu Mingyan holding the brewed tea in her hand and asked, "Have you made tea?"

"Yes, I thought you didn't eat, so I made some tea for you to drink."

Qiu Mingyan handed him the tea and said, "Take it in and drink it."

"Brother is just thirsty."

Jiang Youqian brought the water over.

Qiu Mingyan smiled, “Is that so?

Then bring it in."

Jiang Youqian said to her naively, "Mom, you still have to work hard to get me to forgive you. He is not a stern person. As long as you are sincere, he will definitely forgive you."

Qiu Mingyan smiled perfunctorily, thinking to himself that he was a stalwart person, and it would be useless to apologize. He remembered in his heart what he did to him when he was a child.

She knew from the last time she was in the hospital that it was impossible to get Jiang Mohan’s forgiveness in a low voice.

So…                                                              �

She urged her son.

Jiang Youqian brought tea into the house.
To be continued...