Chapter 635 My Mother’s Cooking Is Better than Yours

Brain dead and became a vegetative state.

The Wen parents were beside the bed, crying hard.

Gu Shinian flipped through the inspection report and read it several times. She clutched the thin pages of information tighter and tighter.

"stop looking."

Ji Liangcheng took the information away, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

Gu Shinian lowered his head, his heart surging, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of sadness, pain, or relief.

"We're leaving here next week."

"...Where to go?" Gu Shinian raised his head in surprise.

Ji Liangcheng smiled and said, "I will take her to cultivate abroad, and you... her parents."

"I will probably never come back to this place again."

This seems to be the best ending.

Gu Shinian smiled bitterly and asked, "You must hate me and them."

"The choice he made himself cannot be blamed on anyone." Ji Liangcheng pursed his lower lip and said: "I told her about the heart transplant surgery, and she used it against you, but in fact... this plan, Qin Muchen has been stranded for a long time, three years ago, otherwise, he would not have agreed to your giving birth to a child."

"Don't misunderstand him about this."

"I know." Wen Jingran told her everything.

Ji Liangcheng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the ward. She knew? It was Wen Jingran who said it.

Ji Liangcheng didn't think much about what else she said.

When he saw Wen's parents coming, he left.

To this day, Gu Shinian still felt that she had nothing to do with them, so she didn't call out her parents. She just smiled gently and asked, "Cook me a meal."

"Qin Muchen's cooking is not delicious. When we were at the Gu family, no one made a special meal for me."

"Suddenly, I wanted to eat it."

The Wen parents looked at each other, and Wen's mother's smile was a bit far-fetched: "Come with me to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. On the way, you can tell me what I have taboos and what I don't eat."

"good."

…

A very homely meal.

Mother Wen's craftsmanship is indeed much better than Qin Muchen's.

Gu Shinian ate two bowls of rice and swept through almost all the dishes on the table.

The Wen parents didn't move their chopsticks and stared at her quietly.

Gu Shinian, however, kept looking for something to talk about, chatting while eating, and they cooperated, answering whatever she asked, and occasionally laughing and joking with her.

"Is he... nice to you?" Father Wen asked her proactively for the first time.

Gu Shinian was stunned for a moment, put down the chicken leg, wiped the oil on the corners of his mouth, and said, "There is no better person than him in the world."

"Really? That's good."

Father Wen smiled and said the long-overdue apology five minutes later.

After hearing this, Gu Shinian just nodded calmly and said, "It's all over."

It was a peaceful meal.

After eating, Wen's father went to the hospital, and Wen's mother stayed in the hotel, chatting with her until it was very late, and the two of them fell asleep.

Gu Shinian is not in good health, so when he falls asleep now, he sleeps very deeply.

Mother Wen lay beside her, tears streaming down her face silently. After she stopped crying, she carefully held her in her arms and sang the nursery rhymes she had used to coax her to sleep when she was a child.

Gu Shinian pursed his lips and tears fell.

She is neither wronged nor disadvantaged.

She was content.

That's it.

They are good.

So is she.

Forget it.

…

A week later, the Wen family immigrated.

Gu Shinian went to see them off alone.

After watching them leave, she waved goodbye, then turned around and went back.

Qin Muchen didn't know when he arrived. He looked at her, smiled at her, and then opened his arms.

Gu Shinian smiled and ran into his arms regardless of the number of people here: "Let me tell you, my mother's cooking is indeed much more delicious than yours!"

"Well, I'll practice again."

"..."

Gu Shinian gritted his teeth, but still shed tears spinelessly.

Qin Muchen understood why she was crying, but he didn't tell her.

As she cried, his clothes were messed up.

There was a doting and indulgent tenderness in his eyes.

Outside the airport, everyone is watching.

Qin Muchen seemed to feel someone's gaze. He raised his eyes slightly, and then his expression suddenly changed.