Chapter 2009

He said that, looking at the scar on his mother's face, he whispered: "of course, I have miscalculation, which almost made you insulted, so I really should apologize to you!"

No matter how much depression and discontent Mrs. Woodson had in her heart, she was relieved to hear her son's sincere apology.

She waved her hand and said to her son, "come on, it's not your fault. It's all over the years. Even your father doesn't know that disgusting trash once pursued me. If he didn't blow up his identity today, I can't remember him!"

Feng Xun nodded. Seeing that his mother's mental state was good, he said in a low voice: "then you have a good rest, and I won't disturb you..."

After he said this, he told his sister Gina in a deep voice: "Gina, please stay in the ward and take care of your mother. If you need anything, please call me the first time!"

"Brother, don't worry. I'm here!" Gina nodded without thinking, patted her chest and said confidently.

Feng Xun nods slightly to Gina and her mother and turns to say goodbye.

Looking at the figure of her son leaving, Mrs. Woodson couldn't help saying, "Feng Xun..."

Feng Xun stopped, turned to look at her and asked suspiciously, "is there anything else?"

Mrs. Woodson took a deep look at him and sighed in a low voice: "Feng Xun, it's undeniable that I'm a woman who loves money. I'm not a good mother, but I've never conspired with outsiders to calculate you and your father!"

Even if she is driven out of Feng's family, she always regards Feng Xun's interests as her interests. Maybe these ideas are selfish, but deep in her heart, she always knows that if her own son falls down, then she is really destitute!

"I know..." Feng Xun answered with a smile: "I have no doubt about that, because mother, you are always a clear person!"

As Feng Yan, the cousin who was sent to the nerve hospital, angrily denounced, their relationship between mother and son was not very good, but it was only limited to internal discord. When dealing with the same enemy, they never split up!

Mrs. Woodson was relieved to hear Feng Xun say so. Until Feng Xun's figure left her sight, her second daughter Gina could not help but break the silence.

"Mom, would you like an apple? I'll cut one for you... "

Mrs. Woodson looked back, shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "I can't eat it. I still have one tooth missing. What can I eat now?"

"I'm sorry..." Gina spat out and laughed apologetically. She looked at the fruit basket on the table, thought about it and said, "I'll peel you an orange. It's soft enough. You can eat it!"

Before Mrs. Woodson could answer, Gina volunteered to peel the orange. She was very careful and didn't care if her hands were covered with orange juice. She tried to peel the orange into a small flap and put it in her mouth.

"Sweet?" Seeing that her mother was finally able to eat, Gina asked anxiously.

Mrs. Woodson nodded and swallowed the orange. Her eyes were burning. "It's sweet."

"Great, then you should eat more. Just now, the doctor told you that although you have had nutrition injections these days, you still need to supplement vitamins and water in time!"

Gina continued to feed Mrs. Woodson the oranges as she chattered on.

Looking at her daughter's sensible and filial manner, Mrs. Woodson sighed in her heart. She was the least optimistic and always felt that her daughter, who had lost face, was the one who worried most when she was in danger and came the fastest!

"What's the matter, Ma?" Gina found that her mother was eating, and her eyes seemed red. She thought that she was not feeling well. She asked nervously, "are you not feeling well?"

"No, it's some emotion..." Mrs. Woodson shook her head and sighed in a low voice, "Gina, I found that I was wrong about you..."

“？” Gina turned her head and didn't seem to understand what her mother meant.

"I thought the things you played were not on the stage, and the friends you made lowered your level. Now I know that I was wrong..."

Mrs. Woodson patted the back of her daughter's hand and said with a self mocking smile, "you are a good child. Your character does not change because of your preference, but your sister..."

The eldest daughter she was proud of obviously didn't care about her mother and her husband Woodson. She couldn't get through the phone. I'm afraid that after quarreling with her, she went to a little young gentle village!

Maybe all of this was her own fault... If she and Feng Xun's father managed that marriage well, she didn't find another man because she broke her fantasy, and didn't drive him crazy, everything would be very different!

She thought of this, and finally failed to stop the tears in her eyes, a drop of tears down her cheek.

Seeing this, Gina hurriedly put down the orange, picked up a paper towel to wipe away her tears, patted her on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Mom, don't be sad, dad and elder sister. They have already written back. They will come to see you..."

"I'm not sorry for them..." Mrs. Woodson shakes her head, grabs her daughter Gina's hand and says with a low smile, "I'm just experiencing a life and death experience today. Some things suddenly come to me!"

"What have you figured out?" Asked Gina hesitantly.

"I won't interfere with your friends or your hobbies in the future..." Mrs. Woodson's voice dropped, and Gina almost glared with ecstasy, thinking she had heard it wrong.

"What you said is true? You won't stop me and my friends from forming a rock band and touring all over the country? "

"Well, I won't stop you, but you can't have those bad habits of rock and roll!" Mrs. Woodson added in a deep voice with a slight nod.

"Great, thank you!" Gina cheered, took the initiative to embrace her mother's shoulder, excited.

Mrs. Woodson, looking at her daughter as happy as a child, was not amused. She patted her on the shoulder and added in a low voice, "besides, when this case is over, there's one more thing to do!"

"What?"

"Divorce your father!"

Gina's body suddenly became stiff. She slowly released her hand holding her mother. She looked at her mother in disbelief and asked carefully, "are you telling the truth?"

"Zina, your father and I have long been disillusioned. You should understand that divorce is a matter of time." "This time, I want to understand," said Mrs. Woodson, with a low sigh and a faint voice