Xiao Pinghai was anxious and put the question of cooking in front of his mother. Before the doctor answered, his mother rushed to say, "You can't come back for a few days a year, and I'm so happy that I keep talking to you. How can I remember whether salt is placed in the dish?"

Xiao Pinghai's face turned red. In the past two years, it was only six or seven days to see my mother's days together. Of course, my mother was so happy to see him. He asked her mother: "Why do you always talk about my childhood when you were cooking? Why don't you mention the things in the past two years?"

"When you were young, you like to stand by the pot whenever I cooked. Now when I see you standing next to the pot, of course I remembered your childhood. I haven't seen you much in the past two years, and I have said anything on the phone. When I meet, don't you talk about the past that is worth remembering?"

"But when you say those things, you often jump to another thing as you say this. After talking for a long time, you don't know what you are going to say."

The doctor interrupted: "Whoever is particularly happy is not talking in a mess!"

Xiao Pinghai said the question that made him the most headache: "Mom, every time I ask you on the phone what you are busy with, whether it is day or night, whether it is cloudy or rainy, why do you always say you are watching the moon on the windowsill?"

"My mother is not looking at the moon in the sky on the windowsill, but on the moon in the windowsill! Okay, let's talk about it when you go home. You don't tell me clearly when you are thinking about it in advance. Isn't this a waste of money when you go to the hospital?"

As soon as I entered the house, my mother led Xiao Pinghai to the front of the bay window of her bedroom. A cushion was placed on the left half of the windowsill, and a large piece of paper was laid on the right half, with many circles on it, rows were quite neat.

"Mom, why are you drawing so many circles?"

"That's not a circle, that's the moon. I draw the moon on it every night. If you call me one day, I'll draw the moon with a flash."

Xiao Pinghai looked carefully and saw that the two lines of the moon below were radial short lines, probably symbolizing flashes. There were not many of the moons above with flashes. That was because he had only called once every ten days ago, and his face began to turn red again.

He noticed that there were still words in the moon, some with the word "big" inside, and some with the word "big" inside, so he asked my mother what the word "big" mean.

My mother said, "That's not the word 'big', that's the villain I painted by my mother. When you come back to see my mother, my mother will paint a villain. When you and your girlfriend come back, I will paint two villains. When I am free, I sit on the mat to watch the moon, think about the days you come back, think about the phone calls you made to me, which is much more interesting than watching TV, playing mahjong, etc."

My mother looked at the moon on the windowsill, her face full of intoxication and happiness.

My mother puts her love and longing for the children in the moon on the windowsill!

Xiao Pinghai's eyes were a little wet: "Mom, every journey is a month, right?"

"Well, it was from last year's time on that red line."

Xiao Pinghai picked up a pen from the windowsill and drew a moon with a villain behind the last moon. This is today and the last day of the month. He then drew more than a dozen moons with flashing lights below, and two villain were painted in the following two moons.

My mother understood very quickly: "I'm going to see my future daughter-in-law again?"

Xiao Pinghai nodded: "Mom, we will go to your two-day tour on the weekend."

My mother smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'm going to a farmhouse or a fishing house, I'm called a family house here! You're much more energetic and relaxed, right? Don't make so many calls in the future, save money to wait for your wife to get more abundant. You don't have to spend money to buy anything for my mother every time. My mother has a pension, so I can buy whatever she needs."

Xiao Pinghai automatically ignored other words, "The pressure has been relaxed? Mom, what does it mean?"

"Do you think my mother doesn't know anything if she is not educated? The experts on TV said that relatives and friends were talking to you about things they didn't say much before. Suddenly they began to like to listen to some particularly cheerful music, children's songs, etc. It must be because of work pressure, life pressure and social pressure that they want to relieve stress. If you talk with him more, it can help him relax the stress faster. The experts said that this is called psychotherapy. Young people nowadays are under great pressure."

As his mother spoke, she showed a proud expression and continued, "The phone calls you made in the past two months, and the last time you came back, you said something different from before, and you talked too much. You have to listen to nursery rhymes when you call. Why isn't it stressful? So, I kept talking with you on the phone. Once the pot was dried and didn't hang up the phone. When you hung up the phone, the room was full of smell and the pot was burned out."

When my mother spoke, she didn't feel sorry for the cause. Instead, she felt that her psychotherapy helped her son vent her pressure and laughed so hard that she couldn't stop.

Xiao Pinghai didn't explain anything, but just looked at the moon on the windowsill silently. In the future, there must be more moons with villains...

Zhou Li walked out of the kitchen and heard Xiao Pinghai’s next two sentences, and couldn’t help but smile and said, “Are you talking about your embarrassment again?”

Xiao Pinghai said "stop" and said, "This is still an embarrassing thing? Is it okay to show my filial piety? It's not embarrassing."

Hao Jun remembered what Zhou Li said before, "You seem to be going to see your aunt by the way, not far from here?"

"It's in the neighboring city, about 40 or 50 minutes drive from here. It's only more than three hours to go back and forth from your company. I want you to arrange it for Xiao Pinghai, one is that you have a future with you, and the other is that it's close to my aunt's house, so he can go back and take a look."

"Since this is the case, I need to help even more. But I have something to say first. Now the company is on track. Don't think about the senior ministers like Cheng Shuai and Xiao Xie, and the middle-level team can't even put it in."

Zhou Li hurriedly interrupted Hao Jun, "I didn't dare to repay my kindness with such a little favor. You just need not let him do the hard and tiring work at the grassroots level. I didn't want him to get a high salary when he got a good grade. When he had his achievements, it would be your business if you wanted to promote him."

Xiao Pinghai also hurriedly stated: "It doesn't matter if you're tired. I often stay up late when I was in the advertising company."

Hao Jun smiled, "I don't need to stay up late often, as that is not good for my health. What if you die suddenly, your sister will fight to the death?"

Zhou Li just glared at her habitually, and Hao Jun glared back, "What are you doing? Now you beg me!"

Zhou Li twisted her neck, "If you weren't too majestic now, hum!"
Chapter completed!