Wang Yan was cooking porridge in the kitchen. When she heard the sound, she turned around.
"You're back."
"Put down the food. Eat something first and then go rest.”
She was wearing a checkered apron. The apron was a little old and had specks of oil on it.
Ye Ling remembered seeing his mother wearing this apron when he was in elementary school. She had not changed out of it until high school.
At this time, her mother had not been diagnosed with cancer, and her face was still rosy and healthy.
Ye Ling inherited Wang Yan's double eyelids and good skin.
He remembered that his father used to say that his mother was a famous beauty in the factory when she was young.
The workers who pursued her lined up from the front door to the back door and circled the factory a few times.
"But your mother fell for me. Do you know how many people envied me back then?”
"Tsk tsk, at that time, I really woke up laughing in my dreams.”
At the dinner table, Ye Xiong had drunk too much and said that to his son in a drunken state.
His eyes were filled with a flaunting expression.
She was completely different from the dejected look she had after Wang Yan's death.
Those painful memories seemed to have suddenly become very distant, as if separated by a layer of fog, hazy and unclear.
And now, her healthy mother was standing in front of her, still looking familiar.
Wang Yan looked at her son and was shocked.
"You, what's wrong with you?"”
"Did you suffer in school? Tell Mom what happened."
She reached out and caressed Ye Ling's cheek. After working in the factory for so long, her hands had become rough.
However, Ye Ling did not feel uncomfortable at all because his hands were very warm.
The warmth of his palm was like a warm current flowing into his heart in the cold winter night.
"Mom," Ye Ling choked.
Wang Yan became even more anxious. Looking at her son's red eyes, she could not hide her heartache.
"Be good, son. What's wrong with you?”
Ye Ling shook his head." Nothing. I just miss you."”
Wang Yan was confused." What?"
Ye Ling smiled and shook his head.
"It's really nothing. I'm just…I'm just too happy.”
Wang Yan frowned. At this age, there were already some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her skin was not as smooth and delicate as when she was young.
However, one could still see the look of a factory flower when she was young.
"Are you really okay? Don't scare Mom."
Only after Ye Ling assured her that he was fine did Wang Yan relax.
However, she turned around and scolded,"Little brat, you're crying for nothing. You're making my heart hang."”
As he spoke, he pinched Ye Ling's ear, but he did not use much force.
This scolding was indeed similar to the one he had in the past. Ye Ling burst out laughing.
As she laughed, tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
He turned around and quietly wiped his tears away.
Wang Yan turned off the fire in the kitchen and brought the porridge to the dining table.
"Alright, stop dilly-dallying. It's already so late. Hurry up and eat. Go take a shower and sleep. You still have to go to school tomorrow morning.”
" Where's Dad?" Ye Ling asked as he ate his porridge." Is he asleep?"”
"Yes, he worked hard at work, so he went to bed early when he came back.”
"I'll go see him," Ye Ling said thoughtfully.”
He threw down the bowl and ran into his parents 'bedroom.
"Hey, you're not drinking anymore?" Wang Yan shouted from behind.”
"What's wrong with this child today?”
She muttered with a confused expression.
Ye Ling turned on the bedroom light. Ye Xiong was lying on the bed, his familiar snoring echoing in the bedroom.
At this time, his father was forty years old, but because he had worked hard in the factory for a long time, he seemed older than his actual age.
However, his prestige was still the same as before.
The big and small things at home, such as changing light bulbs and repairing household appliances, were not a problem.
She often helped the old lady next door fix the television.
When Ye Ling was young, his father was the most powerful person in the world.
What really made this man old was his wife's death. This matter had dealt a huge blow to him.
Ye Ling pushed the person on the bed and shouted,""Dad, Dad."
Ye Xiong humphed and even turned over, not waking up.
Ye Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He used the same trick he used when he was young.
He reached out his thumb and forefinger and pinched his father's nose.
Sure enough, after a few seconds of snoring, Ye Xiong woke up from his dream.
"Uh-what's going on?"
Ye Xiong struggled to sit up. When he saw his son sitting by the bed, he scolded,""Little brat, are you bored?”
"Dad, I'm back," Ye Ling said.”
"Nonsense, just sit here!"
Ye Xiong said impatiently," Go, go, go. If you're back, go take a shower and sleep. Why are you messing around with me?"”
The relationship between the father and son in high school was very stiff. If it wasn't for Wang Yan mediating, who knew what would have happened.
After more than 20 years, Ye Ling was no longer the teenager who only knew how to be angry.
"Dad, it's my fault. I shouldn't have quarreled with you yesterday."”
Ye Xiong was stunned and looked at him suspiciously.
"Did you change your personality?"
He did not know how complicated his son's feelings were.
How many emotions were surging in his heart?
Ye Ling smiled. "In the future, I won't quarrel with you and Mom anymore.”
"It's true."
Ye Xiong looked at Ye Ling in shock, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
His son had finally grown up.
He was a grown man and did not know how to express his emotions.
She wanted to reach out and hug her son, but she felt a little embarrassed.
In the end, he put his hand on Ye Ling's shoulder and patted him hard.
"Okay, that's good. I know you're sensible.”
He sighed and said," Dad and Mom did something wrong too. They didn't know how to observe your child's emotions. Sometimes, they scolded you. Don't take it to heart."”
Ye Ling shook his head." That won't happen. Let's get along well in the future."”
"Alright, alright." Ye Xiong's eyes were filled with tears.
On this winter night, the middle-aged man was moved by his son.
"As long as you're happy, Dad and Mom will be at ease…" he said repeatedly.
"Alright, then you can rest. I'll go out first.”
Ye Ling returned to the kitchen. Wang Yan was still waiting for him to come back for some porridge.
"Mom, go to sleep first. I'll clean up the kitchen later.”
"What do I need a kid like you to clean up?" Wang Yan asked. Mom will do it herself. You still have school tomorrow.”
" I'll do it," Ye Ling insisted." Rest early. Don't overwork yourself."”
Wang Yan was a little touched. Her son knew how to feel sorry for others.
She didn't want Ye Ling to be so filial. It was rare for her son to come back and talk to his parents.
"Alright then, just leave the bowl there. Mom will wash it tomorrow, and you should sleep early.”
Ye Ling nodded.
"Mom…"
Wang Yan was about to return to her room when she heard this.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Ye Ling thought about it but did not say anything.
"It's okay. Goodnight."
"Um…good night." Wang Yanyi was a little late. She felt that something was wrong with Ye Ling today.
However, she didn't think much about it and turned around to go back to her room.
At night, Ye Ling was about to go to bed after his shower when he heard his parents talking in their bedroom.
"What's wrong with my son today?" Ye Xiong asked.”
"I don't know either. Maybe it was just a short while. I was stimulated by something." Wang Yan said doubtfully.”
"But he apologized to me."
"Is that so? Aiyo, that's great. You're so sensible now.”Wang Yan said excitedly.
" Yeah," Ye Xiong said slowly," I think he's grown up…"
Ye Ling stood outside the door and listened for a while. The corners of his mouth curled up and he went back to his room to sleep.
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