5 Big Shots Kneeled and Called Me Mom

Chapter 131 Mom Buys Me Clothes

For Jiang Yinfeng to admit that he was his mother, Gu Yan was naturally excited and excited. She was sweetened by the "mother" and hugged him excitedly and almost cried.

Although he never called her again afterwards, 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 mother in his heart, then leave it to time, get along slowly, get familiar with him, and he will naturally get better. This son has this kind of personality, and she must not act too hastily so as not to frighten him.

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

Gu Yan looked through those materials from the beginning, probably guessing that his son should be an autism spectrum disorder, which is a broad definition of autism based on the core disease of autism, that is to say , not a typical autism, but it may be the edge of autism, autism tendency and other issues. She also studied symptoms such as Asperger's, and compared with Yinfeng's situation, various studies, but all are ambiguous , I feel that this seems to be like it, and that doesn't seem to be like it, so I can only give up in the end.

She's not a professional psychiatrist, so she can't see why by herself, so let's talk about it when I get back. As for now, I can care for my son more and let him feel the warmth of his mother, but don't be too deliberate. Be as casual as possible with him and make him feel at ease.

Thinking of this, she first asked Prince Muqtada how to buy clothes.

Prince Muqtada, with a swipe of a pen, said directly: let those brands send it to you.

Gu Yan naturally felt that it was easy, and quickly thanked him and said that it would be good if his son paid for these expenses.

When Prince Muqtada heard it, he was surprised: "Don't worry, I don't need your son, I can just find Huo Chenchen, shouldn't he pay the bill?"

Gu Yan quickly refused, and said that his son would be responsible for these things, and finally left under the scrutinizing gaze of Prince Muqtada.

Prince Muqtada's work here is very efficient. As I said earlier, the clothes have already been delivered. There are shirts, suits and casual clothes. There are all kinds of styles. Gu Yan picked some and brought 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 have to remember to change your clothes in the morning and evening, don't cover yourself, and don't freeze yourself."

Saying this, she looked at the thin sweater on Jiang Yinfeng's body.

This is only worn at night, right? In broad daylight, it's thirty degrees outside, yet he still wears this? Isn't it hot?

And... the style and color of that sweater are too strange, maybe Nie Yu's father, Nie Nanqing, would not wear this kind of clothes...

She looked at her son with indescribable eyes, seeing his slender, jade-white neck turned pink and red, and the slight wetness on his forehead. She felt very complicated at the moment, but she relaxed at the moment. The voice suggested gently: "That shirt has been dry-cleaned, do you want to change it now?"

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

It's like a child seeing his mother take out a big toy, he doesn't know what it is, and he doesn't know how to play with it.

Gu Yan 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 the temperature to him, explain to him that the temperature difference between day and night is very high so you can't wear a proper sweater at night now.

When Jiang Yinfeng heard the temperature difference between day and night, his dazed eyes suddenly lit up.

Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that she had exhausted her words, and he finally understood, can he change clothes?

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yinfeng said at this time: "I know. In the desert, solar radiation heats up the surface, and the desert has a small specific heat capacity, so the temperature rises faster. The main components of the desert are various sandstones, almost no water. The physical properties of sandstone The nature leads to the fact that the specific heat capacity is much smaller than that of water, absorbing the same amount of heat, and the sand and gravel heat up more. At night, the surface begins to radiate energy to the atmosphere and space, and the desert cools down quickly, which causes the diurnal range in the desert area to be greater than that in other areas.”

Gu Yuan: "Huh?"

What's the meaning?

Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yan 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 well, son, after some complicated scientific argument, you finally feel hot, so go ahead and change your clothes.

However, the problem came again.

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

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

Jiang Yinfeng was in a dilemma: "I haven't worn that kind of clothes."

Gu Yan was helpless, she looked at Jiang Yinfeng, and said seriously: "Yinfeng, I am your mother, right?"

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

Seems to be?

Gu Yan took a deep breath, ignored, ignored this sentence, she looked at Jiang Yinfeng with a gentle tone, sincere eyes, and an attitude that could not be refused: "Yinfeng, I am your mother, and my mother found you new clothes, so now These clothes are your clothes now, you are still wearing a sweater when you are so hot, you need to change it so that you can be cooler, do you understand?"

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

Gu Yan tried his best to explain to him: "This is the clothes my mother bought, and this is yours, your new clothes."

Jiang Yinfeng finally understood and nodded slowly.

Gu Yan hurriedly withdrew, waiting for her son to change his clothes, and when she was done, she went in to have a look.

Immediately amazed.

After replacing the old-fashioned sweater with strange colors and styles, just a simple white shirt and black casual trousers, she has already shown the ultimate beauty, her black hair is like ink, her skin is like jade, she is as pure as a flawless cloud, exuding Refreshing and clean breath.

When the scorching sun in the great desert slowly rises, it is projected into the house through the carved glass printed with the stories of the Sharab style. The boy in white clothes and black pants is as beautiful as a painting slowly unfolding in the sun.

Gu Yan took a deep breath to calm himself 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 Yan's almost fanatical gaze, Jiang Yinfeng's clear eyes were a little shy. He looked down at his new clothes, and slightly pursed his pretty lips: "Isn't it strange..."

Gu Yan shook his head quickly, and said firmly: "It's not strange, why is it strange? Isn't this pretty? You just wear it like this!"

She felt that her vision was so good that she could dress up her son so well by buying whatever she wanted.

If it wasn't for fear of scaring him, she really wanted to take out her mobile phone and pat him frantically.

Jiang Yinfeng: "Oh."

He couldn't help but look down at the dress again, is it good-looking?

...

For such a son, Gu Yan found that she had to devote several times more effort than other sons to take care of him, otherwise she was really worried that he would cover herself, freeze, freeze, and starve herself.

When it was time for lunch, she deliberately accompanied him there.

Because it took some time to talk with Jiang Yinfeng and take care of things, it was already late when she passed by, and the others should have eaten. This is better. My son seems to feel a little uneasy when he meets strangers, but he will feel more at ease when there are fewer people.

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

Jiang Yinfeng looked around suspiciously, with a dazed look on his face.

Gu Yan gave up communicating with him, so he ordered some local specialties in Sharab, as well as some delicacies from other countries, and the table was full.

When the dishes were almost on the top, Gu Yan smiled and said: "Yingfeng, look, there are so many delicious foods, what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yinfeng scanned the dishes on this table, and finally fixed his eyes on the white porcelain dish in front of him: "White rice."

Gu Yan: "White rice is just the staple food. You can also try other dishes. Look, this is baked eggplant with cottage cheese, this is fried mustard greens stuffed with sorrel, and this is sea bream baked in parchment with lemon and Fresh herbs, it looks delicious, would you like to try it?"

Jiang Yinfeng lowered his head: "White noodles."

Gu Yan: "...you can try this Napoleon cake, look—"

As she said that, Gu Yan took a sip by herself. The crispy and delicious meringue just made was still a bit hot to the mouth. As she bit it down, the meringue cracked with a crisp sound. It was so delicious. Gu Yan couldn't help but sigh secretly. .

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

For a moment, I thought to myself, it seems that I can suggest that the chef of my son's family do this in the future.

Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yan without blinking. She looked delicious... Is it really so delicious?

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

He looked at Gu Yan silently, and after a while, he said, "This is composed of vitamins, protein, fat, and carbohydrates. It should also contain cholesterol vitamins and carotene."

So, aren't they all the same?

Hearing this, the Napoleon pastry in Gu Yan's hand almost fell off.

"Cough, cough, cough!" She coughed non-stop, until her eyes were red.

"You need some water." Jiang Yinfeng looked at Gu Yan silently without blinking, and offered suggestions.

"Yes..." Gu Yan, who finally stopped coughing, sighed on his back, and took a sip of water weakly.

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

Twenty minutes later...

Jiang Yinfeng raised his head to see how delicious Gu Yan was eating, and then looked down at his white rice.

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

He took a bite and it was very nutritious.

At this time, Gu Yan began to drink soup. She drank a thick soup with red, white and green inside. She took a spoonful of it with a spoon, and then drank it slowly. It looked delicious in the heat, and she even enjoyed it. He closed his eyes slightly and let out a contented sigh.

Jiang Yinfeng looked down at his white rice again, it was white and very nutritious, so he took another bite.

When Gu Yan was enjoying the food by himself, he still paid attention to his son's reaction.

Looking at the poor beautiful young man next to him, he took a look at himself, took a bite of rice, took a look at himself, took a bite of rice, and then took a look at himself...

She couldn't help laughing, took an unused spoon, and scooped up a spoonful of truffle cream gnocchi: "You really don't want to try this?"

Jiang Yinfeng's eyes were wide open, looking at Gu Yan, looking at the spoonful of strange things, with a confused expression.

At this moment, Gu Yan felt like a devil seducing innocent and ignorant teenagers.

She laughed, her voice became softer, and she said in a coaxing tone: "Yingfeng, there are many wonderful foods in this world. As a researcher, if you don't have the courage to try, how do you know what you missed? The same is the composition of carbohydrates. Different people have their own personalities, and the food is the same, if you don’t try it, 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 Yan with some surprise.

This is about half of being hooked up.

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

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

"Be obedient and open your mouth obediently."

She said it again, her voice warm.

He opened his mouth involuntarily.

Gu Yan raised her eyebrows with a smile, and directly fed a spoonful of truffle cream gnocchi to Jiang Yinfeng.

"How about it, isn't it delicious?" She smiled while holding the empty spoon, with a look of success in the plot.

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

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

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

When he heard his mother's question, he lowered his eyes shyly, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

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