Chapter Eighty-Nine: Gathering

"Click!" The door rang softly, and Lin Yun pushed open the door with a smile on her face.

Half an hour ago, my son, who had been away from home for nearly half a year, made a phone call and came back.

The son seemed to be a little happy on the phone, and he knew best as a mother, and he knew what his son's every move meant.

My son is older, and I still remember the year of my fortieth birthday, Lin Mo's kid happened to catch up with the college entrance examination and missed his birthday, but God forbid, his naughty son was admitted to a fairly good university.

Thinking that his son will have a future in the future, he is always happy in his heart.

This is the best birthday present for her forty.

Now, my birthday is coming again, and my son is facing an internship, and I don't know if I have time to come back for my birthday.

However, my wife's birthday is nothing, it is important not to delay my son's business, my son can have a phone call, and I can listen to the voice of my mother, which is already very satisfying.

Push open the door.

"This is, this is my son?" Lin Yun pushed open the door and saw the smiling young man standing behind the door.

The handsome boy is my son? Is it a hallucination? Do I miss my son too much?

"Mom!" Lin Mo smiled and shouted softly.

"Son?" Lin Yun didn't react a little, her brain was blank, and she froze through the half-open door.

"Mom! What are you doing, come in! Lin Mo opened the door, took Lin Yun's hand, and stepped into the room.

"It's my son, my son is really back!"

In just a second, Lin Yun only felt a huge sense of happiness surrounding him in an instant. She never dreamed that her son, who had been on the phone for half an hour, would come back, so he stood in front of her, holding her hand, and calling her mother affectionately.

On this day, why is there so much happiness?

Lin Yun was stunned, for half a year, all the feelings of missing her son came to her heart, and her eyes were sour, is this going to tears?

No, how can you shed tears on such a happy day, the tears were all shed twenty years ago, and now you should only be happy!

Lin Yun tried her best to hold back her tears, her eyes blinked, turned her head, and entered the room.

Lin Mo pulled his mother, since the Chinese New Year, he went to school, he didn't go home for half a year, and his mother's face seemed to be a little older. There are more gray hairs on the sideburns.

"Mom, put it down, sit down and rest!" Lin Mo pulled his mother painfully and sat down on the sofa.

"It's okay, mom isn't tired! Mom, isn't she happy to see you? Are you tired of riding in the car? Have you eaten? Not yet, right? Wait, I'll go cook. Lin Yun then remembered that her son had never been able to cook, and he had never asked his son to cook, and now at noon, his son must not have eaten yet, so he quickly got up and prepared to make lunch.

I was still sighing in my heart, why was I so careless, I didn't buy something to prepare in the refrigerator, and my son didn't have a good cook to eat when he came back, why did he have to go to work today, how good it was to take a leave to rest at home!

Seeing that Lin Yun just sat down and was about to get up again, babbling to herself, isn't this all about herself? Lin Mo's heart softened, and he hurriedly pulled it, "Mom, it's okay, you don't have to be busy!" ”

"It's okay, it's not busy, what's not busy cooking, haven't you eaten yet, I'll do it right away."

"Mom! Rest! Ha ha! Lin Mo laughed, as if he had thought of something happy in his heart.

"Mom, come, I'll tell you!" Lin Mo quietly leaned in and said something in Lin Yun's ear.

When Lin Yun was confused, Lin Mo took her hand and came to the kitchen in the innermost room.

The kitchen of this house was in the innermost room, and Lin Mo and Lin Yun came to the door of the kitchen.

"Who's in there? Your friend? Lin Yun was puzzled, there was the sound of running water in the kitchen, the sound of gas burning, and the sound of busyness.

"Just look at it!" Lin Mo gently pushed his mother outside.

Lin Yun looked at the kitchen with doubts.

In front of the eye is the kitchen board, on which four or five side dishes have been prepared, and the aroma is steaming.

In the corner of the kitchen, a graceful figure was busy, bending slightly in the sink, not knowing what to wash. Waist-length hair fell gently and floated over the shoulders.

The sunlight outside the kitchen entered through the window and scattered on the graceful figure, and the white dress suddenly seemed to be filled with colorful divine light.

"What a beautiful woman, is this・・・・・・ this is my son's girlfriend?" Almost unconsciously, Lin Yun thought of her son.

Just the first feeling, Lin Yun is sure.

After Su Xiaoliang finished the last dish, her heart was empty again, and all kinds of nervousness and anxiety came to her heart again. Do these dishes meet Lin Mo's mother's taste? Will Lin Mo's mother blame herself for not making it delicious?

Hurry up, yes, there are still dishes and chopsticks that have not been washed, wash the dishes and chopsticks first!

As long as there is something to do, Su Xiaoliang can drive out the nasty feeling in his heart.

However, how many dishes and chopsticks are there? How long can I wash it?

Finally, the final work is done. Why hasn't Lin Mo moved yet? Did you fall asleep?

Su Xiaoliang turned her head, but what caught her eye was shocking!

"It's!"

The two most important women in Lin Mo's life turned their heads and looked at each other quietly, stunned for five seconds.

"Yikes!" Su Xiaoliang screamed in surprise, turned around quickly, and her little face turned red at the speed of light.

"Alright! Come out, little girl! Lin Mo didn't know when he appeared at the door, and he was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Such a scene had already appeared in Lin Mo's mind I don't know how many times, and it was completely unexpected.

Su Xiaoliang, who had a red face, Lin Yun, who looked at her with a smile, and Lin Mo, who was eating happily.

Three people, a table of side dishes, quietly, happy!

"Xiao Liang is Lin Mo's classmate! Hehe, this kid is usually not honest, and he causes a lot of trouble at school! ”

After all, Lin Yun is still experienced, doesn't this mean that she has the first instinct to look at people, she has no doubt that Su Xiaoliang is a good girl.

Basically, everything you can think of, Su Xiaoliang has it.

Polite, pretty, gentle, virtuous! All this, but her son's luck.

Auntie laughed. Su Xiaoliang glanced at Lin Mo, and her little face turned red again, "Lin Mo is very obedient at school, and since high school, I haven't heard him naughty!" ”

"Hehe, don't talk to him, how can I not know this little bastard, but don't get used to him." Lin Yun was satisfied.

Lin Mo, this kid, gave himself the best gift on his fortieth birthday, and today, he gave himself the best gift for being a mother!

The family is happy, and everyone is satisfied with a lunch.

When Lin Mo and Su Xiaoliang accompanied Lin Yun shopping in the afternoon, Lin Mo seemed to feel that his mother was more than ten years younger, this is the power of family affection. No matter what, in this world, family affection will never change.

Someone once summed up and calculated how many days we spend with our parents.

If you go to preschool at the age of five, then the first 5 years of your life are considered to be with your mother, and this is the first time: 5 years. Second, and then go to primary school, if the class is Monday to Friday, the time spent in school every day is eight hours, then, a week with the mother time 16 * 5 + 24 * 2 = 128 hours, a month is 128 * 4 = 512 hours, about 21 days, then a year with the parents of the time is 21 * 8 * 30 * 4 = 288 days, six years of total 288 * 6 = 1488 days, converted into about 4 years.

3. Then go to junior high school, boarding, go home for two days a week, stay at home for 8 days a month, 8 months of semester a year, four months of winter and summer vacation, 8 * 8 + 30 * 4 = 184 days at home a year, it is 0.5 years, three years of junior high school, we spend 1.5 years with our parents.

Fourth, high school, 2 days at home every month, always make up the vacation time shorter, 2 * 9 + 30 * 3 = 108 days at home every year, three years is 108 * 3 = 324 days, which is 1 year.

5. For undergraduates, three months of time in a year are counted as at home, and the time spent in four years is 3*4=12 months, which is counted as 1 year. The total time you spend at home before work is 5 + 4 + 1.5 + 1 + 1 = 12.5 years, which is not bad, almost half of your life before work is with your parents, of which the time before going to middle school accounts for 5 + 4 = 9 years, and junior high school and high school college account for 3.5 years.

Suppose you start working at the age of 23, and the time to spend with your parents after work begins to decrease, assuming that you spend a month at home every year, and you work until you are 59 years old, it is time to retire, so that in 36 years, the time you spend with your parents is 1 * 36 = 36 months, which is 3 years. If you reach this time, how old are your parents? You are 59 years old, let's say your mother has you when she is 21 years old, and she is 80 years old by this time, and the average life expectancy of Chinese is 72 years.

Now to sum the above, the total time you spend with your parents before school, when you are a student and after work is 12.5 + 3 = 15.5 years.

In the past 15.5 years, excluding where you travel during the holidays and don't go home, or you can go home after work but are busy seeing friends and socializing, in 15.5 years, you still have to sleep at night without your parents (of course, when you were a child, your mother still slept with you at night), if you offset the time you went to sleep at night in previous years and the time you didn't accompany your parents during the holidays, let's say you sleep 8 hours a day, in 15.5 years, we have to subtract 8 * 15.5 * 365 = 5.17 years, Then the total time spent with my parents is about 10 years.

Ten years later, we will live to be 60 years old, and if both parents are still alive, my parents will live to be 80 years old.

This number doesn't seem to be very short, today I accidentally think about it, even if we calculate how long we spend with our parents in our lives, most of the time is before we work, and the time to accompany our parents after the real work is very small. And now we are all in our twenties, facing a job or going to graduate school, no matter what, we will not spend much time with our parents in the future.

Therefore, the days we spend with our parents in this life are really numbered.

Family affection is so precious!

[This chapter changes its flavor when it is written, and there are problems with the angle of some words, I didn't want to drag it out like this, but I felt it, so I wrote more, and when I looked back, it wasn't bad. The third more, please don't spray. 】