Chapter 341: 341 Mom, Don’t Cry
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Shen Jing’s emotions had not recovered yet. She instructed the cook to prepare more nutritious meals, and as she spoke, her thoughts wandered.
“Madam, what’s wrong? You don’t look too good. Are you sick?” The cook asked worriedly.
Shen Jing patted her face and forced a smile. “It’s nothing. Do you remember what 1 told you just now?”
The cook repeated, “The dishes have to be nutritious. They can’t be too greasy. Moreover, the taste has to be delicious. It has to be in line with the preferences of those who are young.”
Shen Jing nodded slightly. “Alright, you sit first. 1’11 tell you if 1 think of anything.”
“Yes, Madam.” The cook noted them down one by one.
After leaving the kitchen, Shen Jing went to the sofa in the living room and sat down. She turned on the TV and turned it off again. She was not in the mood to watch the people jumping around on the TV. Instead of watching TV, she sat on the sofa in a daze, thinking about their family. She thought of Zhuang Liu’s cleverness and cuteness when he was young, thought of how his life was hanging on a thread after being poisoned, and thought of her husband who had been lying in bed for several years without waking up. Her tears fell again.
Before she married Zhuang Liu’s father, Shen Jing was a soft, sensitive girl. After she got married, Zhuang Liu’s father doted on her. She had never encountered any difficulties, so she had always been carefree. Suddenly, one day, her beloved son was poisoned and paralyzed. Before her son recovered, her beloved husband fell into a coma. The successive blows made Shen Jing suffer so much that she couldn’t sleep at night. If her son and husband were gone, she didn’t know if she would have the courage to live.
In the room, Zhuang Liu had already recovered. He pressed onto his leg. It hurt a little, but it was much better than before. He felt that he could walk a few more steps.
Tan Rou was already asleep on the sofa. Zhuang Liu moved over quietly and gently covered her with a blanket.
Tan Rou squinted at Zhuang Liu and mumbled, “I’m a little sleepy. Let me sleep a little longer.”
Zhuang Liu’s heart ached. “Okay, I’ll call you when it’s time to eat.”
Thus, Tan Rou fell asleep soundly.
Zhuang Liu originally wanted Tan Rou to sleep on the bed, but he had just sweated all over and the bed was already wet. He did not want Tan Rou to sleep on such a bed.
After covering Tan Rou with a blanket, Zhuang Liu supported himself against the wall and slowly walked to the bathroom. He also moved the wooden chair in the room. His legs could not stand for a long time and needed something to help him. Moreover, he did not dare to soak in the bathtub, afraid that he would not be able to climb out.
Zhuang Liu came out of the bathroom after washing off the sweat on his body. Tan Rou was still asleep. Zhuang Liu carefully took out his home clothes from the cabinet and went to the bathroom to change. He also sent a message to Xiao Mo, asking him to come into the room.
Xiao Mo opened the door. When he saw Tan Rou sleeping, he slowed down his movements and slowly pushed the wheelchair to the bathroom door and waited for Zhuang Liu
“Where’s my mom?” Zhuang Liu asked after they came out.
Xiao Mo leaned over and whispered into his ear, “Madam was saddened when she saw you in so much pain. She cried once when she came out. She’s sitting on the sofa in a daze now.”
Zhuang Liu said regretfully, “If 1 had known earlier, I would have tried my best to stop her from being inside.”
“Madam is just worried about you,” Xiao Mo said. “If you don’t tell her anything, she might feel even worse. Besides, 1 think that crying may be good for her, venting her emotions might be good for her body.”
Zhuang Liu agreed with Xiao Mo. It was indeed good for one’s health to vent one’s emotions, especially mental health.
“Push me over to her. I want to talk to her.” Zhuang Liu ordered.
Xiao Mo pushed him over.
When Shen Jing heard the voice, she immediately wiped her tears and smiled. “You’re awake. Are you hungry?”
Zhuang Liu looked at her red eyes and the tears on her cheeks that had not been wiped clean. He felt bad. “Mom, don’t cry. I’m still here.”
The tears that had just stopped started flowing once again. She covered her mouth and sobbed softly. “Mommy knows. Mommy knows that you’re still here. My good child, you’ve suffered so much!!”
Zhuang Liu stood up from his wheelchair and slowly walked towards her. “See this? I’m already fine.”
Shen Jing smiled in relief. “1 see it now! This is all thanks to Xiao Rou. She is indeed a good child. She is the benefactor of our family.”
“Yes.” Zhuang Liu sat down on the sofa and planned to talk to his mother. They hadn’t had a heart-to-heart talk for a long time. Now that he was better, he could finally open his heart and talk to his mother..