Chapter Chapter: What Is Gou Yujiang Doing?

In the early morning, the bright sunshine rises again from the far side of the Thames.

The drawbridge lowered, the lights went out, the Gothic Revival-style Parliament Building woke up from the night again, and Big Ben chimed.

Once known as the Empire on which the sun never sets, the capital of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, the largest and most prosperous city in the world together with New York, has come to an end for another night and wakes up in a new day.

This charming city full of dreams has captured the dreams of many people.

Classical and modern architecture are intertwined, and the prosperity of this city seems to never be described clearly in words. However, today’s protagonist is not the world’s grandest city, and it seems that it is still far away from the story on this stage.

It is neither the modern city of London nor the traditional and classical city of Westminster, but a small town near the greater London city.

The young man held the ingredients he bought in a paper bag from the store, opened the store door and walked out. As insects chirped in the middle of summer, he raised his head and looked at the sky in surprise.

It is no longer the days when it was called a foggy city.

Blue sky and white clouds, it's another sunny day today.

This is a small town near London, the stage of the world famous "Pride and Prejudice".

——Bass.

After nodding and saying hello to the old people passing by, the young man wore a clean shirt and held his own paper bag, walking on the streets of Bath, attracting the young girls accompanying him from a distance, pointing at him and whispering.

Compared with the modernized city of London, the nearby towns are completely British in style.

The exterior walls of buildings throughout the city are generally honey color, and the roofs are stone gray. Coupled with the Yawen River flowing through the city and the undulating hills, at a glance, it has a pastoral beauty.

Various graceful English signboards hang in classic small shops. The shopkeepers are often fat old gentlemen or middle-aged ladies with a gentle smile.

He walked in such a city and on such a street, and from time to time he would stop in front of a certain store, or stop near children playing, which was different from his previous life.

It was not as leisurely as he could have imagined.

After checking the time, he finally came to a farm near the edge, where there was a large sanatorium.

After confirming his identity with the doorman, he walked into this building, which was also in the British classical style. Or could it be said that it was a large-scale convalescent facility. The overall style was more like a monastery for treatment and recuperation?

He usually smiled and greeted a shy girl at the front desk who was always embarrassed to look directly at him, and he walked up to the second floor unhurriedly.

Then he came to the door of a private house. Just as he was about to open the door and go in, he suddenly heard a conversation coming from inside.

"well..."

His movements suddenly froze, and the young man suddenly felt a headache and sighed.

Then he pushed the door open and went in expressionlessly.

"Anyway, little girl, let me tell you, in view of the news released by the House of Lords last week and the latest information published in The Times, there is a high probability that the urban air remediation will be reiterated and strengthened, and even affect many companies involved. The stocks..."

The beautiful woman lying on the bed is biting an apple. Even though she seems to have passed her youngest age, it still does not affect her beauty and still looks like a young girl.

At this moment, she was talking about finance in fluent English with the caregiver sitting next to her.

"So girl, hurry up...cough cough cough!! Xiao Yu, you are back..."

The beautiful woman suddenly panicked, then shook the apple in her hand, pretending to be nonchalant, as if she had done nothing to greet the young man.

Seeing the young man coming back, the young caregiver quickly stood up, bowed and thanked the frozen woman, looked happy, picked up his full notebook and trotted upstairs.

There were only two people left in the room.

The young man held the paper bag and stared at the beautiful woman silently.

Holding up an apple that he peeled,

In the end, she was defeated and couldn't bear the young man's expressionless gaze. She pretended that she had done nothing and drifted to the side with a pouted mouth.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and then he felt a huge headache. He put down the paper bag, sighed, and said silently:

"Mom, as far as I know, before I came here, you had already said you would leave six little girls this month."

He turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman who covered the pillow behind him.

"If you continue like this, the dean will really drive you away."

pretty Woman:"......"

"I'm just idle and bored...and it's obvious that more girls have come to apply for jobs after hearing rumors about me..."

As if she was unhappy when her son said this, the beautiful woman turned her head and whispered softly.

"Bring it here."

The young man sat in the seat where he had been looking after the little girl, stretched out his hand, and said simply and directly.

"Take...what?"

The beautiful woman asked in confusion, as if she didn't understand what the young man was talking about.

"Get what you quickly hid while I was standing outside the door."

The young man revealed it without hesitation and expressionless.

Click.

As if she didn't expect that her flawless method would be noticed, the innocent confusion on the beautiful woman's face suddenly stopped, and then she pursed her lips and looked at the young man silently.

Finally, looking at the four words "It's useless to talk" written on the young man's unwavering face, he reluctantly gritted his teeth and dug out the pillow behind him... Reluctantly...

He pulled out a hidden bag of chocolates.

youth:"......"

There actually is...

Then he remained silent, stretched out his hand and pulled it over, and confiscated the 'contraband' without mercy.

Seeing her son take away her treasure without hesitation, the beautiful woman had no choice but to pick up the apple she had bitten twice, took a hard bite, took out her anger on the apple, and replenished her lost sweetness, and said angrily :

"You're an unfilial son, you didn't even let go of my mom's bottom line!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and was speechless.

Don't tell me, I seem to be a kind of old-timer who only knows how to live happily...

The young man who was forced by a certain two guys and learned to complain in his heart sighed secretly, but said without expression on his face:

"Sweets are prohibited. If you eat these, you will definitely not eat well again."

"Objection! I object, you idiot son can't interfere in your mother's and my private life!"

Then he stood up, walked to the kitchen with the paper bag in his arms, and allowed the beautiful woman to object loudly on the bed. His precious and legitimate rights were ruthlessly deprived of him!

"If sneaking chocolate in a nursing home is considered private life."

The young man replied unmoved and walked into the kitchen.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

When she heard that it was time for her son to cook for her again, the beautiful woman blinked, and her dissatisfaction with the chocolate being confiscated was instantly thrown away. She thought about it excitedly, and then said:

"Braised pork!"

“Pass, it’s too greasy and not suitable for breakfast.”

"How about frying the steak?"

"No, beef is too high in calories. The reason is the same as the previous one."

"Hmm... Then chicken is okay, I want to eat fried chicken nuggets!"

"Fried foods are just as bad for your body as breakfast, dismissed."

"Then frying the bacon is fine..."

Finally, the beautiful woman compromised and lowered her standards.

"first..."

The young man turned around, looked at his mother lying on the bed, basking in the sun, and said seriously:

"Meat just doesn't work. What do you think of the vegetable salad?"

pretty Woman:"......"

There was a long silence.

"Devil! Are you a devil? You annoying, stupid son! Mom wants to eat even a bite of meat and refuses to cook it. She also confiscates my chocolate. What an unfilial son! What an unfilial son!"

The beautiful woman suddenly became dissatisfied and started making noises like a child!

She slapped her bed, venting her dissatisfaction, and by the way, she found out about the chocolate confiscated from her just now. She looked childish no matter how she looked at it.

"I can talk to the little girl about business for a long time and I can get a lot of delicious food! Here you are, not even a meat-based breakfast! I'm going to the court to appeal, saying that there is a stupid son who doesn't treat his beautiful mother well! "

The beautiful woman shouted like a scoundrel. The successful and strong woman who just now seemed to be strategizing about how to make money suddenly collapsed, and she loudly complained about her dissatisfaction to her son.

"I don't want to listen to this. And don't just rely on the latest news released by the House of Representatives or newspapers to educate people about the future trends of certain industries in London."

The young man sighed helplessly. There was nothing he could do about his mother being like this, even forgetting to add the word "beautiful" to her name, although judging from her appearance, there was no problem at all for her to say so.

But where has the strong woman gone who was immersed in work, busy with work, and eventually damaged her body...

"I don't care, I don't care, I want to eat meat! My son must listen to his mother!"

The beautiful woman became serious and spoke seriously, even moving out of her majestic position. Just now she said she was a beautiful mother, but now she would immediately change her name to her mother.

The unreasonable tone made the young man suddenly and speechlessly remember that there were two guys who liked to shout like this some time ago, but they were more playful and would roll on the carpet.

In the end, he gave a gentle sigh of compromise, looked at the beautiful woman and said:

"Well, when you get better, I will listen to you."

After hearing these words, the beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, smiled, and then nodded honestly. She suddenly stopped making noises about eating something else and calmed down.

Like very satisfied.

Seeing his son busy in the kitchen, tall and elegant, gentle and quiet, I suddenly felt deeply guilty.

I suddenly felt the urge to cry. I don’t know how many times this happened since I was shocked to see this figure, carrying a suitcase, appearing in front of the monastery.

Unknowingly, he has grown up.

The morning light was clear, passing through the streets of the small town of Bath, passing through large lawns, fields, and emerald shade trees. Through the windows of the monastery, it fell around the mother and son.

"By the way, where did the chocolate come from?"

"Oh, it's a gift from the little girl who I told you to leave and has become the boss...ahem..."

"Hand over the rest."

"...You unfilial son, I want to eat meat."

"I didn't buy it."

"I'm lying, the shape underneath in your paper bag is definitely chicken, you must have bought it for me!"

"Oh, that's cauliflower."

"I don't believe it, take it out and let me see!"

"It has been put away in the refrigerator. "

"Idiot son!"

Time slipped quietly in the small town of Bath during the conversation between the two.

Finally, the gentle wind blew up the pure white curtains of the monastery windows and brushed against the young man's peaceful sleeping face lying beside the hospital bed.

The woman leaned on the bed and looked at him. The childish look disappeared from her face all of a sudden. Only the tenderness and tranquility of a mother remained on her beautiful face, as well as a hint of deep distress.

She gently touched the soft hair on the handsome young man's face, feeling that she felt guilty for him too much. It was obviously her young and arrogant willfulness, but in the end she put all the difficulties on his shoulders as a child.

He has only studied and experimented since he was a child, and he lost the innocence and beauty of a normal child from the beginning.

He must be tired too. Without knowing it, he has taken naps like this on various laboratory workbenches countless times over the years.

But even so, he still persisted and held on. Without his mother knowing, he had become a great, outstanding and handsome adult.

"You stupid son..."

His voice was choked and he spoke softly.

If I had known earlier, I would have made you stupider.

The beautiful woman blames herself and is also distressed. She has no resentment, no hatred, no dissatisfaction. She is so good that she can only get along with him like a child. Maybe she is a stupid mother...

"It seems that I have made very good friends... I really want to meet them next time..."

On the outskirts of London, in a classical and leisurely town, the sun spreads over the fields, the wind blows into the room, and the woman's eyes caress the sleeping young man with tenderness and distress.

The window of the monastery freezes the moment between the two of them, as if to make up for it, the mother and son are slightly...

Somewhat late.