At nine o’clock, Brad came back from his tutorial.
Eileen made a full table of delicious food, all of which Brad liked to eat.
After he had washed his face, Brad came out of the bathroom.
Looking at a full table of food, he was surprised, "Mom, what festival is it today?'
"No, come here."
Brad blinked and asked, "Then how did you cook so much delicious food?"
Eileen smiled, without saying anything
Stroking his head, she said, "Don't you like : Brad nodded heavily and said, "Yes, I like anything Mom cooks."
"You are so good at saying sweet words. When you grow up, I'm sure the girl you like will like you."
After she had said that, Eileen felt a little heartbroken.
She would never see that day.
Brad shook his head and said. "I don't want to be liked by girls. I just want Mom."
Eileen said, "You can't do that. When boys grow up, they all have to get married to their girlfriends. At that time, you should love your girlfriend. You can't bully her.”
Brad scratched his head and said, "Mom, I'm still a child. I really don't want a girlfriend. And when I grow up, I only listen to Mom."
"You can't be a mama's boy."
Eileen squatted down on the ground and told him word by word, "Although Mom likes you to be obedient, you should have your own ideas and judgement. You can't d o everything Mom tells you to do. You were born to see the world with your own eyes, not to listen to Mom. Do you understand?"
Brad nodded and said, "Yes."
"Well, hurry up and eat, or the food will get cold soon.”
After she had said that, the cell phone on the table rang.
Eileen looked at it and saw that it was Bretton's call. She sneered in her mind, but answered the phone, "Hello."
"Hello, Mrs. Bennington. Mr. Bennington has a meeting tomorrow morning. It has been changed to three o 'clock in the afternoon."
After the meal, they did some research together before finally choosing the canyon.
The canyon had mountains and water, which was beautiful. It was really a good place to visit.
After they made plans for tomorrow’s outing, Brad went to bed happily.
Eileen didn't sleep. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, just staring at Brad.
She watched Brad all night long. From time to time she reached out her hand to stroke his face, hair and nose.
She thought she could spend more time with him, but the truth was that she didn't have much time left to spend with her son, Brad.
Early the next morning, they packed up and set out for their destination.
Brad was happy. He put on his sneakers and his tracksuit by himself.
When they were about to set off, he put the lunch box in his schoolbag and carried it o n his back.
It took them an hour to reach the canyon.
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