Jiang Xia lowered her face in displeasure: "Mom, what are you thinking? This is my friend's design. He gave it to me only if he trusts me."

Zhao Mei's face was solemn, and she also realized that her eating appearance seemed a bit too ugly.

But with her business acumen, she was able to realize that this clothing style called cheongsam would definitely provide great help for her cloth shop to enter the silk market.

As for Jiang Xia's friend, he is probably an amateur in fashion design and can do it with just a little money.

Thinking of this, she looked at Jiang Xia and said earnestly: "Xia Xia, ask your friend tomorrow if the design of this cheongsam is for sale. Let her make a price. As long as it is not too outrageous, we will buy it."

"Mom, don't even think about it. It's impossible for my friend to sell it."

Jiang Xia looked at her mother's philistine face and felt very disappointed, so she categorically refused.

This cheongsam was carefully designed by Yuyazi for Aunt Lan. How can this filial piety be measured in money?

Zhao Mei was anxious: "How do you know they won't sell it if you don't ask?"

"No need to ask, he has said before that he will not sell it for any money. This cheongsam was designed by him for his mother. It is unique in the world. It is his filial piety. Can you not use vulgar words?

It’s measured in money.”

Jiang Xia became angry and shouted angrily at her mother for the first time in her life.

Zhao Mei's face turned green and red, and the anger in her heart suddenly rose, and she roared: "Am I vulgar? I didn't work so hard to earn the vulgar things in your eyes. How can you live without food and clothing since you were a child?"

A life of worry? As long as you are upright, if you are upright and capable, then don’t live in the house I bought.”

"If you don't want to stay, I won't. I'm going to walk."

Jiang Xia burst into tears and ran outside crying.

"Bang!"

Liu Guixiang was furious and slammed the table, and shouted: "Zhao Mei, hello, you are very good, yes, this is the house you bought, we can't afford it, Xia Xia, come here and support grandma, let's go now

Let’s go back to our old house in Tianmen Village.”

The old lady got angry, and Zhao Mei was frightened. She explained at a loss: "Mom, that's not what I meant..."

"That's not what you mean, then what do you mean? I think you are obsessed with money now. You only recognize money and not people, and you don't have any human touch? If you hadn't encountered difficulties and thought of me, an old woman, you would

Did you come back just to take a look? How long have you been back, and you have to kick your daughter out..."

The old lady called Zhao Mei a bloody nozzle on Biliba.

It's not false to be a close relative, let alone her only granddaughter.

It is no exaggeration to say that she would fight for her life against anyone who dared to bully her good granddaughter, even her own daughter.

What's more, Zhao Mei hasn't been home for almost two years. When he came back, he asked her for help. He was so eager for quick success and instant gain, which made her feel very unhappy.

I just feel sorry for my daughter that it is not easy for her to work outside. No matter how uncomfortable she feels, she can only endure it.

But now that Zhao Mei actually said that she bought the house, she couldn't bear it anymore.

Without her, would you, Zhao Mei, be where you are today?

Jiang Xia wiped away her tears and secretly glanced at Zhao Mei, who was hanging her head and not daring to say a word. She felt relieved and distressed at the same time.

The quarrel before was just for exchanging words. I really didn’t want to get into such a quarrel with my mother.

"Grandma, don't be angry. It's all Xia Xia's fault. It's Xia Xia's ignorance. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Xia quickly stepped forward to support the furious Liu Guixiang, and comforted her with gentle words.

The old lady patted Jiang Xia's hand kindly, glared at Zhao Meiyu and scolded her angrily: "The design draft is the hard work of every designer. If it were you, the carefully designed style was stolen, what would you do?

How do you feel? I have taught you to be conscientious since you were a child. Look at you, what have you become now? If I had known this, I might as well have drowned in the river. Why did I give birth to you..."

"I didn't say embezzlement, I just wanted to spend money to buy it."

Zhao Mei argued in a low voice unconvinced.

Liu Guixiang looked at her and said with great disappointment: "Zhao Mei, Zhao Mei, you really disappoint me. Xia Xia has already said that the cheongsam was carefully designed by her friend for her mother. This filial piety moved the world.

, but what about you? Are you a little touched? You just think about money, money, money. Can money really buy filial piety and family affection? "

Zhao Mei trembled all over and finally showed a look of shame.

Over the years, she has traveled all over the world for her own business, building relationships, visiting clients, and negotiating cooperation...

He strives to make his business bigger because he wants to join the upper class society, become the largest cloth merchant family, and restore the former glory of his mother's family.

This process is very tiring and hard, and many times I even have to beg my grandpa and grandma in a lowly manner.

Slowly, she naturally developed a mentality that she was great, and felt that the good life that her family enjoys now is all because of her hard work and dedication.

But she ignored the feelings of an old mother.

The old lady is not young anymore. She is already over 70 this year. How many more years of good life do she have left?

What she cares about is not money at all, nor whether she can restore her family's former glory.

What she cares about is actually just the company of her relatives.

But she, an unfilial daughter, didn't even come back last year for the New Year because of business.

I came back this time not because I missed her, I just wanted her to help design clothes and solve my dilemma.

This made Zhao Mei so ashamed that she knelt on the ground with a bang, crying and apologizing: "Mom, it's my daughter who is unfilial. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Liu Guixiang raised her head and let the overflowing tears flow back into her eyes. After taking a few deep breaths to calm down her emotions, she said earnestly: "Mei'er, you have been a smart child since you were a child. You have great potential. Mom will not hold you back."

Legs, you can rest assured to pursue what you want, but Mom hopes that you will never let fame and fortune blind your mind. There are too many things in this world that are far more important than money."

After saying that, without looking at Zhao Mei, who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing, her old face was full of tiredness, and she squeezed out a smile at Jiang Xia, who was full of fear: "Xia Xia, grandma is tired, help grandma back home

Go to your room and rest."

"oh!"

Jiang Xia responded obediently and helped Liu Guixiang upstairs to her room to rest.

Halfway through the climb, she secretly glanced back.

I saw my mother still kneeling on the ground sobbing softly.

That lonely figure made her feel so distressed.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand a lot.

In the past, she was so well protected by her family that she had no idea about the suffering in the world.

I don't care about anything, and I don't think money is important, so I would say stupid things like my mother's vulgarity.
Chapter completed!