Chapter 879: Don’t Go Back to Mingcheng

"I'm asleep, Jiahang, you should go to bed early." He Xiyan's voice was low and a little hoarse.

She spread out the quilt and got into the bed. No matter how the people outside knocked on the door, she didn't get up.

Finally, the knocking on the door stopped, and the world seemed to be quiet, so quiet that He Xiyan could only hear her heartbeat and breathing.

She poked her head out of the quilt. Under the light, her eyes were swollen, red, and there were still tears in her eyes. She took a tissue to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then wiped her nose that had woken up several times.

She didn't sleep well last night, and it was even more difficult to fall asleep tonight.

She woke up very early the next day and got up very early. She was so haggard that she could only use thick foundation and eye shadow to cover up such embarrassment.

When she walked out of the room, she saw a room not far away with the door opened in the same way. She knew that was Jiahang's room.

She hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards that room.

She stood at the door of the room, looking at Jiahang and his mother who were talking inside.

She heard what they were talking about:

"Shaoqian, don't go back to Mingcheng. Selling vegetables and driving a truck are not jobs at all. Besides, your mom and dad don't want you to leave. Why don't you stay at home in Jingzhou? If you want to do something, your parents will give you capital. You can start a company or a store. Or you can go back to the army or work in the unit."

The speaker was Yang Yun. She looked at her son with eyes full of reluctance. She was even more heartbroken to hear about her son's experience in the past 9 years. Her son was actually a farmer in a very backward village and became mute. In the past two years, he has been selling vegetables, building roads, and transporting goods in the city. What he does every day is all kinds of things.

Chen Jiahang patted his mother's shoulder, and he could see that his mother was reluctant to let him go. Of course, he also wanted to spend more time with his parents. "Mom, I will stay at home with you, Dad, and Grandpa this month. But I will handle the work myself, and you and Dad should not interfere."

Yang Yun, "Then don't go back to Mingcheng, okay? You and that... Yanyan, yes, you all come to Jingzhou to work. Whatever you do."

Yang Yun said anxiously. She didn't care what her son did, but she was afraid that her son would go back to that city. It was more than 2,000 kilometers away from home. After losing her son for so many years, she didn't want to see a child who didn't know her all the time.

Chen Jiahang smiled and didn't answer his mother. He had to think about this matter, and he also discussed with Yanyan to see if she was willing to give up her job in Mingcheng and come to Jingzhou to live with him.

He Xiyan clearly heard every word the mother and son said inside. She wanted to go in, but she chose to go back.

A long corridor, she walked for a long time, as if she could not reach the end.

After having breakfast in the restaurant, she returned to the guest room where she slept last night, spread the sheets flat, and folded the quilt into the shape of a tofu block, just like when she came in.

After cleaning the room, she put all the things she brought with her into her bag, including the mobile phone charger and some simple cosmetics.

Then, she came to the living room on the second floor, where Jiahang's father and mother were drinking tea and chatting.

"Uncle, aunt." He Xiyan curled her lips with a very polite smile.