147. A person’s life becomes a copycat skit

Ignoring his mother's accusations, Mingtong spoke just as firmly, "I just finished my surgery and spoke with the doctor who performed my father's surgery. The stent placement was a success, and he can be discharged after two days of observation. I'll stay with you for the next two days, and Lingling will take you back to our apartment in Shunyi tonight. Luyan, thank you for your help today. Lingling and I can handle the rest." Luyan smiled sheepishly, but Mingtong's mother didn't care about Mingtong's obvious dismissal, continuing to hold Luyan's hand and chat cheerfully. Mingtong sighed helplessly and stepped out to look for Lingling. He glanced around and immediately spotted Lingling, sitting in a corner, looking sullen and gloomy. Lingling noticed him approaching and hurriedly stood up to ask, "How did your uncle's surgery go? I was dragged to a video conference and didn't hear what the doctor said." "It was quite successful. Don't worry. It's a minor procedure for cardiac surgery," Mingtong reassured her in a calm voice. Ling Ling's brows were still clouded with worry. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help much with uncle's surgery, and it made aunt unhappy. You weren't here this afternoon, so I thought I could help you share the burden, but I didn't expect it would all go to waste." Ming Tong took her hand and said, "You've done your best to think about me. I know you have a lot of things to do at work, and you came here today to sacrifice for me. It's hard for you." Ling Ling's nose couldn't help but feel sore when she heard him say this. She snuggled into his arms, and the two of them hugged each other for comfort. "Have you eaten?" Ming Tong whispered in her ear. "No, I ordered roast duck takeout, and I got dissed." Ming Tong chuckled twice, glanced at the takeout box on the bench behind her, and said, "Then let's eat. I haven't eaten all day." They went to Ming Tong's desk in the department, spread out a piece of old A4 paper as a tablecloth, and the two of them ate the roast duck, which had long been cold. *~*~*~*~*~~ Lingling returned home that evening, and the latest wave of parody mother-in-law and daughter-in-law skits began. Fortunately, after a day of observing Mingtong's mother and comparing her to Lu Yan, Mingtong's mother had lost all desire to communicate with Lingling, and the two of them were relatively peaceful. After getting out of the car, Lingling clutched her laptop and documents in one hand and Mingtong's mother's suitcase in the other, looking like CBD Jessica visiting relatives in the countryside. But the climax of the plot came when they entered Mingtong's room and saw the box of condoms gleaming on the bedside table. Lingling quickly ran to put it away, her hands...

Mingtong ignored his mother's accusations and said firmly, "I just finished my surgery and discussed it with the doctor who performed the surgery on my father. The heart stent surgery was successful and he can be discharged after two days of observation. I will stay with you for the next two days, and Lingling will take you back to our residence in Shunyi tonight. Lu Yan, thank you for your help today. Lingling and I can handle the rest."

Lu Yan smiled awkwardly, but Mingtong's mother didn't care about Mingtong's obvious order to leave, and still held Lu Yan's hand and chatted and laughed.

Mingtong sighed helplessly and stepped out to look for Lingling. He looked around and immediately saw Lingling sitting in the corner, looking depressed and gloomy.

Ling Ling noticed him approaching and hurriedly stood up to ask, "How did Uncle's surgery go? I was dragged to a video conference at the time and didn't hear what the doctor said."

"It was quite successful. Don't worry. It's a minor operation for cardiac surgery." Mingtong comforted her in a calm voice.

Ling Ling's brows were still shrouded in worry. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help with Uncle's surgery, and it made Aunt unhappy. You weren't here this afternoon, so I thought I could help you share the burden, but I didn't expect it to be a complete mess."

Mingtong took her hand and said, "You've done your best to consider me. I know you have a lot of things to do at work, and you came here today to sacrifice for me. It's hard for you."

When Ling Ling heard him say this, her nose felt sore and she snuggled into his arms. The two of them hugged each other and comforted each other.

"Have you eaten?" Mingtong whispered in her ear.

"No, I ordered roast duck takeout and got dissed."

Mingtong chuckled twice, looked at the takeout box on the bench behind her, and said, "Then let's eat. I haven't eaten all day."

They went to the desk in Mingtong's department, spread out old A4 paper as a tablecloth, and ate the roast duck that had already gone cold.

*~*~*~*~*~

In the evening, Lingling brought Mingtong's mother back, and a new wave of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law short dramas began to play.

Fortunately, during the taxi ride, after Mingtong's mother's observation of the whole day and comparison with Lu Yan, she no longer had any desire to communicate with Ling Ling, and the two of them got along peacefully.

After getting out of the car, Ling Ling clutched her laptop and documents in one hand and Ming Tong's mother's suitcase in the other, looking like CBD Jessica visiting relatives in the countryside. But the climax of the story came when they entered Ming Tong's room and saw the box of condoms gleaming on the bedside table. Ling Ling hurried over to put it away, accompanied by the clanking of documents and laptop, and the sound of Ming Tong's mother sighing repeatedly.

Ling Ling realized that in front of people who hate you, if you are deprived of the right to attack at the same time, you will never be able to perform well. You can only be set as a loser, a scheming bitch, a silly white sweet or a slut at different times.

When she returned to her room upstairs, she felt a sudden surge of age. It was as if she'd already been married once and had a slew of children. But she knew that life didn't have the same kind of whimsical rebirth stories, and that everyone might just have to survive in the cracks.

For the next two days, Lingling repeated the task of driving Mingtong's mother to and from the hospital. She had given up on resisting the fact that Mingtong's mother disliked her. This was how the adult world should be: be polite, maintain your manners, and let things take their own course. Her independent female values ​​could be instantly devalued by older people, but they could also become her strength to resist criticism.

On the last night, she didn't have much work to do at the company, so she arrived at the hospital earlier than usual. As soon as she arrived at the ward door, she heard Mingtong and her mother arguing.

Mingtong's mother's voice was resounding: "What's so good about Ling Ling? She's out all day, and I don't know what she's busy with. You're so busy with work, and she's never home either. You're tired after a day, and you can't even get a hot meal when you get home. Who will take care of the family when you have children? Besides, that girl is obviously a tough character, she won't be content to look up to you. Lu Yan is different, she likes you so much, she's willing to do anything for you. How do you write the word 'home'? It's written with left and right strokes, high and low, long and short to make a family."

"Mom—" Mingtong couldn't stand being lectured like this every time she got the chance these days. "I'm looking for a wife. We need to love and respect each other equally. I want to spend a lifetime with her. It's a long life. I want to find someone interesting. The reasons you mentioned are all right, but I like Lingling."

Mingtong's mother refused to give up and continued to offer her earnest advice: "Like or dislike, it's all temporary. When you get married, you'll understand. When two people are together, it's nothing more than eating and sleeping. Why would you sleep if you don't have children? Isn't it more free to sleep alone? As time goes by, you will only like those who bring comfort and convenience to your life. And Lingling will only bring endless trouble to your future lives."

Mingtong didn't want to listen to his mother's lecture anymore. He checked his phone and said, "Director Zou called me. I have to go back to the department. Lingling will be here soon. Don't show that you don't like her. She can sense it. She has no obligation to help us, and we have no right to hurt her."

Mingtong hurried out of the ward again, but still didn't see her hiding on the other side of the door. She hadn't been able to see Mingtong for the past two days, and she always felt empty in her heart. So she followed him, thinking that after Director Zou finished talking to him, they could at least spend some time together.

What she witnessed outside their department was a classic example of academic bullying. She'd always heard Director Zou had a bad temper and was very strict with Mingtong, but she hadn't expected him to use trivial matters to launch personal attacks. He claimed Mingtong had been distracted by his father's affairs, and took the opportunity to belittle his sense of responsibility and professional competence.

Ling Ling repeatedly wanted to charge in and unleash her eloquence, but she remembered her previous argument with Ming Tong after she posted the entire video of the medical dispute online, so she held back, fearing it would cause him more trouble. Knowing Ming Tong wouldn't want her to witness such a scene, Ling Ling retreated without a trace.

She remembered that Mingtong's mother kept saying that the hospital cafeteria meal Lu Yan prepared for her was delicious, so she thought of packing some to take away today, perhaps to make his mother happier and help Mingtong share some of his worries.

She couldn't find the way to the cafeteria, and asked for directions along the way, but she still took some detours. When she was almost at the cafeteria entrance, she saw Mingtong and Lu Yan walking ahead. She hurried forward, wanting to call out to Mingtong, but she didn't want to overhear their conversation. To be more precise, it was just Lu Yan's monologue.

Mingtong lowered his head and said nothing. Lu Yan tried hard to create a relaxed atmosphere, and kept criticizing Director Zou from the perspectives of his character, professional level, and public evaluation. She only lamented that Mingtong was unlucky to have such a mentor.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, she settled him down, served him rice and soup, and finally took out a loving lunch box from the thermal bag she had been carrying. Although Mingtong refused repeatedly, he could not refuse the kindness, so he finally accepted it with gratitude.

Ling Ling watched them from afar, completely understanding Mingtong's mother's words. Though harsh, they were true. What Mingtong needed most wasn't a shimmering white moonlight, but a bowl of rich white rice. Love can never withstand the test of time! After all the chaos and panic, who wouldn't yearn for a comfortable and pleasant haven?

Ling Ling didn't buy anything and turned back to the ward. She took Ming Tong's mother back to their home in Shunyi. Although Ming Tong's mother had relaxed a lot because of her father's improved health and even suggested going for a walk around the area, Ling Ling still apologized naively, saying she was too tired and wanted to go back to sleep.

Once the heart dies, all the restlessness and entanglement will be strangled. After Ling Ling returned to her house, she actually fell asleep on the pillow. She didn't know when she slept, but she was suddenly awakened by the annoying ringing of her cell phone.

"My mother is lost. Where are you now?" Mingtong's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Lost? I sent her home and settled her down before I left." Ling Ling was confused and didn't understand what he was saying.

She heard Mingtong sigh heavily, followed by a reproachful tone: "She said she wanted to go out for a walk, but you didn't accompany her, so she had to go out by herself. After leaving the supermarket, she must have gone the wrong way. She walked around for over an hour and couldn't find her home, so she dared to call me for help. I'm halfway there now. If you can - can you help me look for her?"

Mingtong's final words seeking help were only due to his damned self-moral constraints, and there was actually not a trace of humility in them.

Ling Ling quickly got up, put on a coat, and rushed out the door.