His fingers touched the phone keypad, and the sound of "clatter" hit Yi Feiyang's heart.

When he dialed the last number, Yi Feiyang hesitated for a moment. His fingers stopped. But it was only a slight pause. Then he dialed the last number again.

At this moment, it is eight o'clock in the evening in Los Angeles, and the time difference between Hong Kong and Los Angeles is 16 hours, so it should be noon in Hong Kong.

The phone beeped several times and was quickly answered.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" A woman's voice came from the other side of the phone, and there were people shouting around, "Three are missing one. Hurry up, we can't wait any longer!" There was a burst of mahjong sounds.

"Mom, it's me." Yi Feiyang said lightly.

"Are you...A Yang? Ah, is it really you, my dear? Why don't you use a mobile phone? This number looked so unfamiliar to me that I thought it was someone who called me!" My mother was very happy there.

.

"I'm using a street phone... mainly because I want to give you a surprise." Yi Feiyang made an excuse and said.

"Haha, this surprise is really good, you really surprised me! You know, A Yang, you don't like to call home very much..." The tone on the other end of the phone was a bit complaining.

Yi Feiyang felt sad, "That's because I'm afraid you'll be worried."

"You kid. If you don't call us, we'll be even more worried. Your dad couldn't sleep well all night, smoking as soon as he woke up, or nagging you about things in the United States...

...Has that matter been resolved?" Mom asked cautiously.

"Well, it's solved, it's okay now."

"Oh, really, those people didn't make it difficult for you? I heard that those ghost guys are very stubborn and will take people to court at every turn."

"It's really been resolved, you don't have to worry; besides, it's not all my responsibility."

"I mean, those Americans are really confused and mess up everything they do..." My mother, like many mothers, tried her best to favor her son.

At this time, another call came from the other end of the phone, "Hey, why are you so slow to make a phone call? The cards have been shuffled, come on quickly!"

"No fight, no fight! Just call, my son is calling!" My mother said loudly, as if she didn't like those bastards interrupting the chat between herself and her son.

It was a little quieter on the other end of the phone.

My mother said into the phone: "My dear, are you listening? Those aunts and wives like to call me to play mahjong... You also know that I have no hobbies other than this, and you don't often chat with me..."

Yi Feiyang felt sour, yes, he didn't like chatting with her, didn't like her nagging, didn't like her verboseness

"Mom, I...I'm sorry!" Yi Feiyang's voice was choked with sobs.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, "Silly boy, what are you talking about? Haha, you didn't do anything wrong."

"I should spend more time with you, even if I'm not by your side..."

"It's good to have this heart, it's good to have this heart!" Mom said twice in a row.

"In the future, if something happens to you, you must first call home and let your father and I know first, so that we don't have to worry about you... We also know that you are grown up now, and you can do things

You are measured and make your own decisions, but in our eyes, you will always be that little kid who doesn't grow up and likes to shed tears like a slug!"

Yi Feiyang felt a warm current flowing through his heart. He glanced at the silent night sky of Los Angeles. Although the lights were bright, it still seemed so cold and lonely. Only this phone call gave others the longing for Hong Kong while they were in another country.

Feelings.

"Also, dear boy, don't send any more money to your family. Your father and I can't use it all. You have high consumption over there and can use it in many places. How can you do it if you don't have any savings?"

"I heard that most directors become poorer every day and get richer five times. If you spend today's money, you will lose tomorrow's money. So I suggest you save your money and use it when the time comes. Remember,

It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. Only the money in your pocket is yours!" my mother said on the phone.

Yi Feiyang didn't know what to say to his mother's "nagging".

Yi Feiyang has always felt that he is very manly and will not be moved by this mere family affection. But now, he suddenly realizes that it would be so good to have someone who cares about him!

At this moment, the winter in Los Angeles is no longer cold because of this phone call! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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