"Have you had dinner?"

The old lady asked, "If you don't want to eat, there are a lot of things at home."

"Rice, noodles, everything is available."

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you."

...

Although they didn't eat dinner -

After all, it was so late, this was a rural area, and there wasn't much place to eat. Besides, he was about to go home, so why was he eating out?

But, "Mom, you don't have to do anything."

No matter how old they are, there is no point in asking the elderly to do all the work for them?

"You go watch TV."

"I'll be fine if I come."

"Classmate Xiao, what do you want to eat?"

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Xiao and rolled up his sleeves, "Although my craftsmanship is not as good as my mother's, I can still impress people."

"You know you can't compare to me and you let your guests eat what you cook?"

The old lady shook her head, "Besides, what are you busy with?"

"I'm not at the age where I can't do anything anymore."

"Okay, don't talk too much."

"The TV series has just finished one episode."

"Hurry up."

The old lady waved her hand, somewhat as if to drive her away, "You all go sit in the living room for a while."

"You're tired after all the way here, aren't you?"

"We can eat soon."

Seeing that the old lady was resolute and the middle-aged man was not insisting, he smiled and said, "Mom, just order two bowls of noodles."

"knew."

The old lady responded.

...

After finishing dinner, the middle-aged man walked up to the old lady.

Xiao Xiao followed the middle-aged man.

The two of them also looked at the TV together.

It is a family ethics drama.

The old lady looked at it very seriously.

It's unbearable to disturb.

Fortunately, they were lucky.

An advertisement screen appeared on the screen.

The old lady turned to look at the middle-aged man, "What's the matter?"

"mom."

The middle-aged man sat down next to the old lady.

Xiao Xiao sat down on the single sofa next to him.

"Ask you something."

The middle-aged man didn't delay and got straight to the point.

"What's up?"

The old lady was puzzled, and then she looked stunned, "Oh, you guys came here because you have something to ask me?"

She thought they stopped by because they had something to do nearby.

Not feelings.

"What's wrong?"

The old lady's face looked a little more serious.

I came here specifically to ask her... what could it be?

"Mom, don't be nervous."

The middle-aged man waved his hands with a wry smile on his face.

Why did the old man think something had happened when she asked her about something?

Does he usually give the old man such an unreliable impression?

"It's not a big deal."

"I just want to ask, do you know a woman named Jin Ling?"

"Jin Ling?"

The old lady muttered and repeated the name from her son's mouth, frowning slightly, "It seems a bit familiar..."

"real?!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and said, "Mom, if you think about it carefully, her cemetery is right next to dad's cemetery."

"cemetery?"

The old lady was stunned, "She is dead?"

"Um."

Realizing that he had only said the woman's name at first but not the circumstances of her death, the man smiled sheepishly.

"She has been dead for many years."

he explained.

Why did he forget to tell the old lady such important information in the first place?

The middle-aged man found that he was really unreliable.

...

"Have you been dead for many years?"

The old lady frowned and thought.

"Um."

The middle-aged man nodded, "She died when she was very young."

"You're only in your thirties, right?"

He recalled the appearance of the woman in the photo and guessed.

He had even forgotten to write down the woman's birth and death years on the tombstone.

"Thirty-six years old."

Xiao Xiao, who had been quiet all this time, opened his mouth and gave the woman's specific age.

"Oh, thirty-six years old."

The middle-aged man told the old lady, "Do you have any impression?"

"It seems a bit..."

"Mom, you always look like..."

The middle-aged man was a little helpless.

"No hurries?"

The old lady glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "As we get older, our memory is bad."

"Besides, how can you think of someone who has been dead for many years?"

"Yes Yes."

The middle-aged man responded repeatedly with a sneer on his face, "You should think about it slowly."

...

"ah!"

The old lady suddenly let out a low cry.
To be continued...