Ever since An Yi accidentally made Jin He vomit, Jin He hasn't spoken to him for several days. This is quite normal, as Jin He usually leaves early and returns late, typically leaving at six in the morning and returning at midnight, so she doesn't have time to deal with him.
After being turned away several times, An Yi asked Lin Nian, "What has he been busy with lately?"
“Xiao He has taken on a new role and is currently rehearsing action scenes,” Lin Nian replied. “He’s busy, running between the practice room and the training base, so don’t bother him.”
"So tired?" An Yi looked at Jin He's tightly closed door. Jin He had just come back and closed the door. He wondered how Jin He was doing now.
When An Yi entered, Jin He was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless, applying medicine. His waist was marked with bruises from the wire, and some parts were even broken. However, he seemed to be in a good mood, blowing air and humming a song.
"How did you do this?" An Yi sat down and looked at it.
"Huh?" Jin He looked up at him and explained, "You're on wires, how did you get in here?"
Applying medicine to the lower back was inconvenient, so An Yi naturally took the medicine bottle, scooped out a piece of ointment, and applied it to his lower back: "You seem to be in a good mood?"
Jin He was as thin as a bamboo pole, with the outline of her ribs faintly visible. Her waist was also very thin, as if one hand could wrap it around her.
"Mm." Jin He smiled, her eyes crinkling. "I managed to squeeze out half a day off. I'm going to the hospital to see my mother-in-law tomorrow."
Is my mother-in-law still in the hospital?
“Yes, she’s still living here,” Jin He replied. “I haven’t visited her in a long time. I usually just call her. I don’t know if that poor old lady is angry with me.”
He was in a good mood, and his tone was relaxed. An Yi bent down to apply the medicine for him, and listened with a happy heart. "She won't be angry with you."
Jin He was genuinely happy this time. He got up as usual the next day, had a hearty breakfast, and then took a taxi to the hospital. Since his debut, he had moved his mother-in-law to a VIP ward. There were very few people on this floor. Jin He carried a box of milk for the elderly and a fruit basket to the ward.
There were other people in the ward. Yang Jiahui was sitting by his mother's bedside, holding a dented apple in his hand. When he heard the door open, he turned around and gave a smile that was hard to decipher.
Jin He selectively ignored him: "Mother-in-law."
My mother-in-law is over seventy years old this year. She looks like an old woman who has suffered a lot. She is hunched over, and her skin is covered with age spots and wrinkles. Her hair is also white. A year ago, she was suddenly diagnosed with heart failure and has been hospitalized ever since.
Jin He sat down next to her, took her hand, and said with a smile, "Mother-in-law, how have you been lately? I've been so busy lately that I haven't had any time. Are you angry with me?"
"How could that be? Oh dear, look how thin Xiaohe has become! Her wrists are so thin, it breaks my heart!"
"Oh my, I must say some people are really different after they become big stars. Even their mothers-in-law don't come to visit anymore. They've forgotten their roots."
Jin He turned her head and saw Yang Jiahui picking out blueberries from the fruit basket she had brought. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Take them out and eat them."
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Yang Jiahui continued rambling on as if he hadn't heard, "Let people see Jin He, the big star now. You call yourself an idol? Do you even deserve it?"
"Yang Jiahui, are you going to get beaten up...?"
"Oh, alright, alright." The mother-in-law took Jin He's hand, glared at Yang Jia Hui reproachfully, and laughed, "Xiao Hui is young and doesn't know any better, don't take it to heart."
Jin He clearly didn't agree with his mother-in-law's statement, but he didn't say anything. After all, his mother-in-law was old, and he didn't want her to see the two of them arguing. He simply said, "I understand, Mother-in-law."
"Xiao He, is work tiring?"
"Not tired." Jin He smiled and shook her head. "You can make money quickly in the entertainment industry. As long as you're willing to work hard, you'll never lack money."
"That's good! You're such a worry-free child for your mother-in-law. How's Xiaomiao? How's Xiaomiao's studying?"
Jin He got excited as soon as he mentioned this, and chattered on and on to his mother-in-law about how Xiao Miao's recent exam results were quite good, and she had risen several places, but she was still a bit unbalanced in some subjects, so he enrolled Xiao Miao in one-on-one tutoring classes.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jiahui objected again: "Huh? We also need to enroll in classes for art exam preparation..."
Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law quickly said, "Don't you still have your parents? Go ask Ruyue, she will give you the money."
"My mom said she's already spent too much money on my art school entrance exam and won't give me any more. Oh, Grandma, you know how much I love acting, right? I really want to go to the training camp, but my mom won't give me any money, what am I going to do..."
Jin He looked at Yang Jia Hui and sneered. He was deliberately trying to play the poor card in front of his mother, knowing exactly how much his mother doted on her grandson.
"Oh dear, poor Xiaohui, Grandma only has 20,000 yuan left, this is the last..."
“Grandma, you don’t need to give it to him,” Jin He said. “I paid for Grandma’s hospitalization. It’s not that your uncle and aunt don’t have money, they just don’t want to give it to you.”
Yang Jiahui choked for a moment.
"Besides, you're their only son. They can't possibly not pay for something as important as the training camp. Tell me, what do you want to do with this extra money?"
"What are you saying? Do you think I'm that kind of person? Grandma, look at him!"
"Mother-in-law, you can't keep spoiling him like this."
The mother-in-law clutched the bank card with 20,000 yuan, torn between two options. Finally, unable to resist Yang Jia Hui's pitiful expression, she stuffed it into his hand: "Anyway, Xiao He, you're earning money now, you don't need that little bit. Your brother needs it urgently..."
"Besides, Jia Hui wouldn't lie, right?"
Jin He was speechless for a moment. He knew this would be the result, so he was not surprised. His mother-in-law was a very indulgent person, whether it was her son or daughter, her grandson or granddaughter.
"It's already noon, why don't you stay and have a meal before you leave? Grandma has the business cards of the restaurants downstairs. Xiaohe, wait a moment."
The mother-in-law wanted to have a meal with Jin He, and Jin He naturally agreed to her request, so the mother-in-law picked up the phone and pressed a few buttons.
"Hmm, I'd like a braised pork belly, a salt and pepper spare rib, Mapo tofu, Kung Pao chicken, oyster sauce lettuce, and one more... cucumber salad, please. Also, please bring some extra rice, we have two young men here who have big appetites."
Yang Jiahui interjected, "We also need to fry the fish."
"Okay, okay, one more order of fried fish, that'll do."
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