Not Obedient Chapter 44

Chapter 44 Hug again and cry for a while 

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It’s amazing that Lian Yin who had not seen his mother for many years, without even a phone call, would recognize the identity of the other party from just two words.

Maybe it’s because her pronunciation and habit of pauses when she called “Lian Yin” had not changed and her timbre remained the same.

The screen maker stopped and picked up the phone and handed it to Lian Yin.

Lian Yin reached out to pick it up, only to find that his hand was shaking uncontrollably. He squeezed his fist and finally took the phone and put it to his ear.

“Hello, is it Lian Yin?” The other side asked again.

Lian Yin’s mother’s name was Liang Zhen. When she left, Lian Yin was only eight years old.

After a long silence, Lian Yin found that he did not have the courage to respond.

“Is it the wrong number…” Liang Zhen didn’t know who she was talking to.

“It’s me.” Lian Yin said with difficulty, revealing his identity.

The opposite side obviously hesitated for a few seconds. There was a murmur of chatter. It seemed that there were two people discussing how to speak up.

“That, do you know who I am?” Liang Zhen held back for a long time before saying such a sentence.

Lian Yin didn’t answer immediately, and the person on the opposite side who was with Liang Zhen probably also thought it was not put nicely, and reminded in a low voice.

So Liang Zhen stammered, “I, I’m your mother…” 

He lowered his eyes and stroked his fingers on the counter unconsciously, stopping his attempt to bite his nails.

“I know,” he said.

Liang Zhen was surprised and was speechless for a few seconds before continuing: “I called this time because your father, Lian Tiancheng, suddenly called me and said that you owed him money and didn’t give it to him. “

Lian Yin waved his hand to the screen maker, motioning that he would leave for a while, walked out of the store, and stood at the entrance.

Sure enough, Lian Tiancheng called Liang Zhen because he asked himself if he wanted money or not.

Lian Yin thought for a moment, and was about to speak to Liang Zhen, don’t worry, he will keep Lian Tiancheng away from her, and won’t let that scum disturb her life again.

As a result, before the words could be said, Liang Zhen continued: “Give him the money quickly, and don’t let him come find me again.”

A fruit suddenly fell from a big tree by the roadside, the size of a jujube. The fruit hit Lian Yin’s shoulder, causing a dull pain.

Lian Yin instantly forgot what he was going to say, and listened to the other side in silence.

“Lian Yin, your mother has a new family of her own. I have nothing to do with your father, and I don’t want to have anything to do with him anymore… Our family is no longer in Xicheng. I really don’t want or want to have anything to do with Lian Tiancheng anymore. “

   “I really don’t want to hear anything about Lian Tiancheng anymore. If you have any conflict with him, just listen to him a little bit. If he’s satisfied, he won’t mess around…”

“Then what about me?”

Lian Yin’s voice seemed to float in mid-air, without ups and downs, illusory and powerless.

“What?”

“Do you still have anything to do with me?”

An electric car approached and almost hit Lian Yin. The electric car driver honked his horn angrily and beeped.

Liang Zhen was silent for a long time, and then hesitantly said: “Mom… has a new family.”

After Lian Yin dodged the electric car, he leaned on a telephone pole and changed the question: “How do you have my phone number?”

His question jumped a bit, and Liang Zhen reacted for a while before answering: “Lian Tiancheng gave it to me, he said that if I didn’t want him to continue looking for me, I should call you and ask you to give him the money quickly—ah… “

Liang Zhen said at the end, realizing that she had said what she shouldn’t have said, and quickly covered her mouth.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let him come to you again.” Lian Yin said lightly.

Liang Zhen jumped up immediately, and her voice was brisk: “That’s good, that’s good. Your father makes a lot of noise, but as long as he is satisfied, he won’t make trouble again. He asked me for money, but how could I have money? Our family doesn’t have much savings now, and my son needs a lot of money to go to middle school…”

“I’m hanging up.” Lian Yin said.

Before Liang Zhen could react, he hung up the phone.

After that, Lian Yin leaned against the telephone pole, looked at the street in front of him with cars and cars, and fell into a trance in silence.

It’s quite normal. When Liang Zhen left, she said that Lian Yin was a Tuo You Ping (child from previous marriage). If it wasn’t for Lian Yin, she would not have been trapped by Lian Tiancheng’s side for eight years.

It’s just that for so many years, Lian Yin had avoided recalling this incident. Liang Zhen was very kind to himself most of the time. When Lian Tiancheng beat and scolded him, she stood in front of him. When he was starving, she would peel a plate of shrimp for himself to eat.

She has a new family, so it’s understandable that she wanted to cut herself off from her unbearable past.

Understandable.

A few minutes later, Lian Yin returned to the screen shop, handed the phone to the screen maker, leaned on the counter and watched the master work, as if nothing had happened just now.

At the same time, Lang Zhuoyu was at home.

After the interview team left, Guan Shi didn’t need to stay here anymore, so he got up and said goodbye to Lang Zhuoyu.

“Wait.” Lang Zhuoyu stopped him.

Guan Shi put down his bag and asked, “Is there anything else, boss?”

“You help me watch someone.” Lang Zhuoyu said.

He took out his mobile phone, typed a line and sent it to Guan Shi’s WeChat, and continued: “This man is Lian Yin’s father, who now lives at Lian Yin’s house. I have sent you the address. He is about 50 years old, with a medium build, and speaks with a heavy Xicheng accent. Help me see where he has gone these days, and let me know at any time.”

Guan Shi frowned, “Is this project included in my work?”

Lang Zhuoyu said, “All your work at hand can be directly handed over to me, and you will do this during this period of time and get a salary increase.”

“Really?” Guan Shi was overjoyed, “Then the task is guaranteed to be completed!” 

After explaining the task, Guan Shi left.

After Guan Shi left, Lang Zhuoyu returned to the studio, sat behind the desk, and started to deal with things.

About half an hour later, someone took a key and opened the door. Lang Zhuoyu couldn’t hear the door opening from the studio, so Lian Yin didn’t see him after entering the room.

Lian Yin walked to the studio door and saw that the room door was closed, so he went back to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

The TV didn’t turn on and Lian Yin didn’t plan to turn it on. He sat for a while, took off his slippers, curled his legs up, and sat hugging his knees.

The whole room was extremely quiet, and he could even hear Lang Zhuoyu pressing the keyboard in the other room.

Lian Yin sat quietly like this, not playing with his phone, not turning on the TV, doing nothing, and sitting for an unknown time.

It wasn’t until Lang Zhuoyu felt that Lian Yin had been away for a long time and came out to check the situation, only to find that he had returned home.

“When did you come back, why didn’t you call me?” Lang Zhuoyu came over and asked.

“I just came back, I saw that you were working, so I didn’t disturb you.” Lian Yin raised his head, leaned back, and looked up at Lang Zhuoyu.

He strenuously looked up. Lang Zhuoyu walked over to him and sat down: “What are you doing sitting here alone, are you bored?”

Lian Yin shook his head: “No, I’m thinking about something.”

“What are you thinking?” Lang Zhuoyu asked.

Lian Yin looked at him, blinked, and said mysteriously, “I’m thinking about what to eat at night. I want to eat shrimp.” 

“Eat shrimp?” Lang Zhuoyu was surprised, “I didn’t buy it yesterday, do you really want to eat it?”

Lian Yin said it on a whim. When he heard Lang Zhuoyu say that he didn’t buy it, he decided to give up: “No, it’s not necessary.” 

But he didn’t control his expression, and in a blink of an eye, he clearly expressed: I really want to eat, if I don’t eat it, I will cry.

Lang Zhuoyu didn’t miss Lian Yin’s abnormal emotions. He didn’t know what happened, but he also saw that Lian Yin was reluctant to say more.

He didn’t go into the details of what Lian Yin was thinking, but decided directly: “Then let’s go shopping now, the supermarket is not far away. Let’s go.” 

After speaking, Lang Zhuoyu got up to go out, but Lian Yin didn’t respond. Sitting on the sofa, watching Lang Zhuoyu walk to the door, he slowly got up and followed.

There was a small fresh supermarket outside the community, which sold fresh shrimp.

Lang Zhuoyu pulled a plastic bag, handed it to Lian Yin, and asked him to fish for the shrimp himself: “Find as much as you want.”

Lian Yin took the plastic bag, picked up the slippery net, fished only a few, and put them away. When entering the bag, a shrimp jumped out.

The water drops splashed on Lian Yin’s face with the shrimp tail, and he subconsciously raised his head to look at Lang Zhuoyu, worried that Lang Zhuoyu would see his humiliating appearance.

Lang Zhuoyu looked at him and smiled.

Lian Yin suddenly forgot about the shameful thing, and raised the corner of his mouth.

After buying shrimp and going home, Lang Zhuoyu wanted to cook and Lian Yin asked him if he could cook shrimp.

Lang Zhuoyu smiled and said, “I happen to know how to make boiled shrimp, don’t worry, I will definitely not let you eat it raw.”

Then Lian Yin was kicked out of the kitchen. Lang Zhuoyu asked him to watch TV or do something else, saying that he wasn’t used to being watched.

It took a little longer to cook this time. About an hour later, Lang Zhuoyu finished the meal and asked Lian Yin to come over.

After walking to the dining table and sitting down, Lian Yin realized how many shrimp he had caught.

There was a whole big soup pot full of shrimps, layered on top of each other. It looked like there were dozens or hundreds of them.

“Why are there so many shrimps…” Lian Yin sighed unconsciously.

Seeing that he was startled, Lang Zhuoyu couldn’t help laughing: “Didn’t you fish this yourself?”

Lian Yin scratched his head: “I didn’t pay attention.”

Lang Zhuoyu wanted to ask him what he was thinking about when he was fishing for shrimp that he wasn’t even aware of how much he caught, but thinking of how something wasn’t quite right ever since Lian Yin came back, he cautiously didn’t say anything.

“Eat it, it doesn’t matter if you can’t finish it.” Lang Zhuoyu also sat down.

In addition to the shrimp, Lang Zhuoyu also fried a dish. Lian Yin didn’t go to eat the shrimp first, but chose a vegetable dish and took the first bite of the meal.

Lang Zhuoyu first took a shrimp and peeled it.

After peeling the shell, he put the shrimp on the seasoning plate in front of Lian Yin.

Lian Yin looked up at him.

“Eat it, I’ve washed my hands.” 

The shrimp meat was a shiny red and white. Soaked in the sauce, it exuded an aroma that could only belong to a shrimp.

Lian Yin stared at the shrimp with its shell, head, tail, and feet removed, and did not move for a long, long time.

The first and only time he ate shrimp was when he was eight years old it seems.

In the interior of Xicheng, seafood was very expensive. At that time, tens of yuan per pound of shrimp was not cheap for any ordinary family. It wasn’t sure how Liang Zhen got the money, but she bought a small plate of shrimp and prepared it for Lian Yin to eat.

Lian Yin had never eaten shrimp and didn’t know how to eat such a shelled thing, so Liang Zhen peeled it off with her own hands and fed the clean shrimp into his mouth.

Thinking about it now, Liang Zhen should have met her current husband at that time. It was that man who gave her the money and she bought shrimp for Lian Yin. Not long after eating, she left Xicheng with the man. 

Lian Yin had always avoided thinking about Liang Zhen’s departure, so in the past, he only remembered eating shrimp. It was only until today, he remembered that the shrimp was because Liang Zhen felt guilty..

After a meal of shrimp, the woman seemed to have paid off her debt to her son, so she turned her head, left, and never came back.

Lian Yin slowly lowered his head and buried his head low.

Lang Zhuoyu noticed and quickly asked, “What’s wrong?”

Lian Yin raised his head, his eyes reddened.

Lang Zhuoyu wiped his hands with a tissue, then got up, squatted in front of Lian Yin, and asked, “What’s the matter, don’t cry.”

“I didn’t cry.” Lian Yin defended, but when it came to the last syllable, he was already choked up .

This choking sound was like a breach in the dam. Once the opening was opened, the raging tears could no longer be contained.

Lian Yin laid on Lang Zhuoyu’s shoulder, covered his mouth with his hand, and couldn’t stop choking.

Lang Zhuoyu reached out and stroked his back, asking worriedly, “What happened?”

Lian Yin heard his own sound of sobbing, and silently bit his thumb, not wanting to leak too much crying sounds.

This action was discovered by Lang Zhuoyu. He was afraid that Lian Yin would bite himself, so he forced Lian Yin’s hand to be pulled out and held back.

“I shouldn’t… have come into this world.” Lian said vaguely.

Lang Zhuoyu was very close to him, so he could hear it clearly.

This sentence was like a pair of iron pliers, suddenly grabbing Lang Zhuoyu’s heart.

Lang Zhuoyu was now in a squatting position, Lian Yin on his shoulders, and he didn’t know how long he would cry. He didn’t squat for a long time in this position. He wrapped his arms around Lian Yin’s waist, and with all his strength, he picked up the person to face him.

Lian Yin subconsciously hooked Lang Zhuoyu’s waist with his legs to prevent himself from falling.

Then he suddenly realized that he was being picked up in the air.

Tears were still hanging on his face, and he looked at Lang Zhuoyu from top to bottom, his mind blank.

Lang Zhuoyu carried him to the sofa and sat down. Lian Yin sat on Lang Zhuoyu’s lap in the posture just now.

Lang Zhuoyu stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and said warmly, “Do you still want to cry? Cry a little longer.” 

When the voice fell, his nose felt sour, and he wrapped his arms around Lang Zhuoyu’s neck.

With a trembling voice, he said, “Teacher Lang, why are you being so kind to me?”

Lang Zhuoyu put his big hand on the back of Lian Yin’s head, closed his eyes and sighed.

He still cried after eating shrimp.

The author has something to say:

These chapters Lian Yin has been crying again and again. After crying, he won’t cry again.

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