5 Big Shots Kneeled and Called Me Mom Chapter 131: Mom bought me clothes

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Chapter 131 Mom bought me clothes

Gu Yuan was naturally excited and excited that Jiang Yinfeng admitted that she was his mother. She was so sweet by the sound of "Mom" that she hugged him so excitedly that she almost cried.

Although he never called her again after that, and although he still didn't talk much when she talked to him, she was still in a good mood. As long as he admits that he is a **** in his heart, then just leave it to time, get along slowly, and get familiar with each other, and things will get better naturally. This son has this kind of personality, and she must not be too hasty to avoid scaring him.

She has now done some research on the Internet and chatted with Luo Juntian and Ji Qisen. After hearing what Gu Yuan said about the situation, Luo Juntian sent her some relevant information. Ji Qisen said he would contact Jiang Yinfeng's father to get more information.

Gu Yan looked through the information over and over again, and roughly estimated that his son should have an autism spectrum disorder, which is a broad definition of autism based on the core symptoms of autism. In other words, it is not typical autism, but it may be borderline autism, autistic tendencies, etc. She also studied Asperger's and other symptoms, compared with various studies on Yin Feng's situation, but found that It was all ambiguous, I felt like this seemed similar, but that didn’t seem like it, so in the end I had to give up.

She is not a professional psychiatrist. She definitely can’t figure out the reason on her own. She’d better wait until she gets back. As for now, she can care more about her son and let him feel the warmth of his mother, but she doesn’t want to Too deliberate, try to get along with him as casually as possible to make him feel relaxed and at ease.

With this in mind, she first asked Prince Muqtada for advice on how to buy clothes.

Prince Muqtada, with a stroke of his pen, said directly: Let those brands send it to you.

Gu Yuan naturally felt that it was easier and hurriedly thanked him and said that he could just let his son settle the bill for these expenses.

Prince Muqtada was surprised when he heard this: "Don't worry, your son is not needed, I will just ask Huo Jinchen. Shouldn't he pay the bill?"

Gu Yuan quickly refused, and agreed that his son would be responsible for this, and finally left under the eyes of Prince Muqtada.

Prince Muqtada is very efficient in doing things. As I said before, the clothes have been delivered, including shirts, suits and casual clothes. There are all kinds of styles. Gu Yuan picked some and gave them to Jiang Yinfeng.

"This is a shirt and this is a coat. The weather here is too hot during the day and too cold at night. You must remember to change clothes frequently in the morning and evening. Don't cover yourself or freeze yourself."

As she said this, she looked at the thin sweater Jiang Yinfeng was wearing.

Is this something you only wear at night? It’s broad daylight and it’s thirty degrees outside. Why is he still wearing this? Isn't it hot?

And... the style and color of that sweater are too weird. Maybe Nie Yu's father, Nie Nanqing, wouldn't wear such clothes...

She looked at her son with indescribable eyes, looking at his slender white neck covered with a pinkish red color, and the slight dampness on his forehead. She felt very complicated for a moment. Xia lowered his voice and suggested gently: "That shirt has been dry-cleaned. Do you want to put it on now?"

Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yuan and then at the clothes in Gu Yuan's hands, with a confused look in his eyes.

It's like a child seeing his mother take out a big toy. He doesn't understand what it is or how to play with it.

Gu Yuan sighed deeply, how did this son survive in the past ten years?

She had to explain more patiently, explain to him that the weather is very hot, explain to him the temperature, explain to him that the temperature difference between day and night is very high, so you can no longer wear a suitable sweater at night.

When Jiang Yinfeng heard the temperature difference between day and night, his blank eyes suddenly became bright.

Gu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had exhausted her words and he finally understood. Can he change clothes?

Who would have thought that Jiang Yinfeng spoke at this time: "I know. In the desert, solar radiation heats up the surface. The desert has a smaller specific heat capacity and heats up faster. The main component of the desert is various sand and gravels, with almost no moisture. Sand The physical properties of stone cause the specific heat capacity to be much smaller than that of water. When absorbing the same heat, sand and stone heat up more. At night, the surface begins to radiate energy to the atmosphere and space, and the desert cools quickly. This causes the diurnal range in desert areas to be higher than in other areas. Big."

Gu Yuan: "Uh?"

What does it mean?

Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yuan seriously: "You are right, the temperature is too high now."

As he spoke, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and suddenly said: "No wonder I feel a little hot."

Gu Yuan: "..."

Very good, son, after a complicated scientific argument, you finally feel hot, so go ahead and change your clothes.

But the problem came again.

Jiang Yinfeng looked at the pile of clothes awkwardly: "Those don't seem to be my clothes."

Gu Yuan: "It's yours, I just picked it for you."

Jiang Yinfeng was embarrassed: "I have never worn clothes like that."

Gu Yuan was helpless. She looked at Jiang Yinfeng and said seriously: "Yinfeng, I am your mother, right?"

Jiang Yinfeng thought for a while and nodded slowly: "It seems so."

It seems so?

Gu Yan took a deep breath, ignored, ignored this sentence, she looked at Jiang Yinfeng, her tone was gentle, her eyes were sincere, and her attitude could not be refused: "Yinfeng, I am your mother, and my mother has found new clothes for you. , so these clothes are your clothes now. You are still wearing a sweater when it is so hot. You need to change it so you can feel cooler. Do you understand?"

Jiang Yinfeng looked at those clothes with doubts in his eyes.

Gu Yuan used all her strength to explain to him: "These are the clothes mom bought. These are yours, your new clothes."

Jiang Yinfeng finally understood and nodded slowly.

Gu Yuan quickly exited and waited for her son to change clothes. When he was done changing, she went in to take a look.

I was immediately surprised.

After changing from the strange-colored and old-fashioned sweater, just a simple white shirt and black casual trousers, it already showed the ultimate beauty, with black hair like ink, skin like jade, as pure as a flawless cloud , exuding a refreshing and clean scent.

When the scorching sun slowly rises in the desert, it shines through the cut glass with the story of Sarab into the house. The young man in white clothes and black trousers is as beautiful as a painting slowly unfolding in the sun.

Gu Yan took a deep breath to calm down and stop staring at his son.

God, who can tell her, is this really her son? Does she have such good genes?

Under Gu Yuan's almost fanatical gaze, Jiang Yinfeng's clear eyes were a little shy. He looked down at his new clothes and pursed his beautiful lips slightly: "Isn't it strange..."

Gu Yuan hurriedly shook his head and said firmly: "It's not weird, why is it weird? Isn't this pretty? That's what you wear!"

She felt that she had such good taste that she could dress her son up so well just by buying whatever she wanted.

If she wasn't afraid of scaring him, she really wanted to take out her phone and take pictures like crazy.

Jiang Yinfeng: "Oh."

He couldn't help but look down at the clothes again. Does it look good?

……

For such a son, Gu Yuan found that she had to put in several times the effort to take care of him than other sons, otherwise she was really worried that he would cover himself up, freeze, and starve in various ways.

When it was time to eat at noon, she specially accompanied him there.

Because she spent some time talking with Jiang Yinfeng and taking care of things, it was already late when she went there, and the others must have already eaten. This is better. My son seems a little uneasy when meeting strangers. He will feel more at ease when there are fewer people.

She looked at her son tenderly and asked with a smile: "Yin Feng, what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yinfeng looked around in confusion, with a blank look on his face.

Gu Yuan gave up communicating with him, so he ordered some local Salad specialties, as well as some other national delicacies, and filled the table.

When the dishes were almost put on the table, Gu Yuan said with a smile: "Yin Feng, look at it, there are so many delicious things, what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yinfeng glanced at the dishes on the table, and finally his eyes were fixed on the snow-white porcelain dish in front of him: "White rice."

Gu Yan: "White rice is just the staple food. You can also try other dishes. You see, this is grilled eggplant with cottage cheese, this is pan-fried fish stuffed with mustard greens, and this is sea bream baked in parchment paper." Served with lemon and fresh herbs, it looks delicious. Do you want to try it?"

Jiang Yinfeng lowered his head: "White noodles."

Gu Yan: "...You can try this Napoleon cake, look -"

As she said that, Gu Yuan took a bite herself. The crispy and delicious pastry she had just made was still a bit hot. As she took a bite, the pastry cracked with a crisp sound. It was so delicious that Gu Yuan couldn't bear it. He sighed secretly.

This is the vacation villa of Prince Muqtada. The chefs hired there are said to be top chefs who are proficient in the cooking skills of various countries. The ingredients are also exclusively used by the royal family. The taste is naturally extraordinary.

I thought to myself for a moment that I might suggest that my son’s chef cook this in the future.

Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yuan without blinking. She looked like she was eating deliciously... was it really that delicious?

But he has never eaten it. He only eats white rice and white noodles.

He looked at Gu Yuan silently, and after a while, he said: "This is composed of vitamins, proteins, fats, and carbohydrates. It should also contain cholesterol, vitamins, and carotene."

So, aren’t they all the same?

Hearing this, the Napoleon cake in Gu Yuan's hand almost fell off.

"Cough cough cough cough!" She kept coughing until her eyes were red.

"You need some water." Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yuan silently without blinking and made suggestions.

"Yes..." Gu Yuan, who finally stopped coughing, looked up and sighed, taking a weak sip of water.

She decided to give up. Since her son likes to eat white rice and white noodles, let him eat them.

Twenty minutes later...

Jiang Yinfeng raised his head and looked at Gu Yuan eating deliciously, then looked down at his own white rice.

The ingredients of his white rice are carbohydrates, protein, dietary fiber, B vitamins, and minerals. In addition, the amino acid composition is complete and nutritionally sufficient.

He took a bite and it was very nutritious.

At this time, Gu Yuan started to drink soup. She drank a thick soup with red, white and green colors in it. She took a spoonful of it and drank it slowly. It looked delicious in the heat. She even closed her eyes slightly in enjoyment and let out a sigh of contentment.

Jiang Yinfeng looked down at his white rice again. It was white and very nutritious. He took another bite.

While Gu Yuan was enjoying the food, she still paid attention to her son's reaction.

Look at the poor handsome boy next to you, take a look at yourself, take a bite of rice, take a look at yourself, take a bite of rice, take another look at yourself...

She couldn't help but want to laugh, took an unused spoon and scooped out a spoonful of truffle cream gnocchi: "Do you really not want to take a bite of this?"

Jiang Yinfeng opened his eyes wide and looked at Gu Yuan and the spoonful of unfamiliar things with a confused expression.

At this moment, Gu Yan felt like a devil tempting a simple and ignorant boy.

She smiled, her voice became gentler, and she said in a coaxing tone: "Yin Feng, there are many wonderful foods in this world. As a researcher, how do you know what you are missing if you don't have the courage to try? The same is true. People made up of carbohydrates have their own personalities, and the same goes for food. If you don’t give it a try, how will you know the beauty of this colorful world?"

Jiang Yinfeng's beautiful face showed an expression between doubt and deep thought, and he looked at Gu Yuan in surprise.

This is probably half of being hooked.

Gu Yuan smiled and said: "Come on, open your mouth."

Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yuan blankly, looking at the smile in her eyes. The smile was soft and comfortable, like a cloud he had observed when he was a child.

"Be obedient and open your mouth obediently."

She said this again, her voice warm.

He opened his mouth involuntarily.

Gu Yuan smiled and raised her eyebrows, then neatly stuffed the spoonful of truffle cream gnocchi directly to Jiang Yinfeng.

"How about it? Is it delicious?" She smiled while holding the empty spoon, as if her conspiracy had succeeded.

Jiang Yinfeng was caught off guard and was fed a mouthful of completely unfamiliar food.

He was stunned at first, then slowly tasted the food in his mouth.

As expected, it tastes different from white rice. The taste spreads on the tip of the tongue, which is very special.

Hearing his mother's question, he lowered his eyes shyly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He was a little embarrassed to admit that he wanted to take another bite.