In the bright and transparent master bedroom on the second floor of the small villa, Chu Xuan sat at the end of the bed, bathing in the sunshine and looking through the photo album in his hand.

I had a good sleep on the first day back home. I naturally woke up and took action immediately after washing up. I went to my mother’s room and looked through the photo album, and selected some of my mother’s most beautiful scenes from the era.

Picture a surprise for my mom on her upcoming 50th birthday.

In addition to the photo album in his hand, there are three photo albums placed on the bed next to him. Each photo album is very thick and contains a dazzling array of photos.

However, what made Chu Xuan feel melancholy was that these photo albums were found in the storage box under the bed.

Who would throw a photo album under the bed?

Photo albums are used to remember the past. Unless the person doesn't want to remember the past, they will stuff the photo album under the bed and seal it completely, never to see the light of day.

Through the small details of the place where the photo album is stored, he discovered that neither he nor Liu Yifei, the daughter, seemed to have a lack of care and understanding for her mother.

I once thought that my mother's attitude towards me in dancing in the past would give me a high sense of accomplishment and glory.

It doesn't seem to be the case now. Mom doesn't seem to want to miss the past.

In this case, think about his and Liu Yifei's previous behavior. Whether it was when Liu Yifei was practicing dancing before winning the Golden Eagle Goddess in 2006, or when they encountered other situations where they could talk about dance, the couple would not hesitate to talk about their mother.

Show it off and don’t hesitate to give any compliments.

At this time, my mother looks happy, but she is actually unhappy inside?

Is my mother just agreeing with her pleasant appearance to cooperate with the couple?

"Mom, did you put the photo album under the bed?" The phone was placed next to her legs, with speakerphone on, and Liu Yifei's voice came from inside.

Her tone was a little confused, and she was surprised that her mother would put the photo album under the bed.

"Yes, I found it under the bed." Chu Xuan said while flipping through the photo album: "Maybe we did something wrong before. We regarded my mother's previous glory as glory, and always showed it off in order to make her happy.

But in my mother’s heart, this may be the past that she least wants to mention.”

"Hey..." Liu Yifei sighed, not knowing what to say.

Chu Xuan said: "I just thought about it and I think I can understand it. Grandma said that if my mother had persisted back then, she might even be the second teacher Yang Liping now. With such potential and achievements, she would give up for you.

Despite everything, although my mother has been very happy with us these years, it seems that this matter is still deep in her heart and she is the least willing to mention it."

"It should be so. Listening to what you said, I did feel some sad emotions from my mother sometimes in the past..." Liu Yifei muttered.

If you don’t mention some things, you may never experience them in your lifetime.

But once it is mentioned, scenes from the past will come to mind involuntarily.

In the past, whenever she saw her mother alone in a daze, she just thought she was bored.

Now combined with what Chu Xuan said, she suddenly realized that this was not the case.

"What should we do? Should we continue with our plan?" Chu Xuan asked.

"Why don't you continue?" Chu Xuan's question interrupted Liu Yifei's thoughts, and she immediately replied.

Chu Xuan said: "If my speculation is true, wouldn't it be exciting for me to take out my old photos and reveal her sad past on a good 50th birthday?"

Liu Yifei had other ideas: "Let's think about it from another perspective. Take me for example. I have been raped online before. This was the last thing I wanted to mention in the past. But after being with you, I have experienced many wonderful things.

Those things that were there before will disappear.”

"Yeah." Chu Xuan nodded: "What does this have to do with what we are talking about?"

Liu Yifei continued: "Comparing my feelings, my mother has the same sad things in her heart, and I am completely relieved because of you. My mother is not completely relieved yet. That may be because no one has talked to her about these things for so many years.

No one really understands how she feels, right?"

Chu Xuan shook his head: "I don't know if it's right or not. The person who knows my mother best is you."

Liu Yifei said: "If you are likened to my good medicine, then my mother has not had good medicine to cure her pain for so many years, so we might as well fight fire with fire. We are not just releasing photos of her dancing, but photos from childhood to now."

, step by step to reach today's happiness, this symbolizes a better future, mom will definitely like it!"

"Fight fire with fire..." Chu Xuan laughed: "You are a good daughter."

"What do you mean!" Liu Yifei said unhappily and unconvinced: "You men are so rational. When you encounter something, you only know how to avoid it and don't think about how to recover emotionally. With a woman's understanding of women, there is absolutely nothing wrong with my analysis."

Chu Xuan nodded repeatedly: "Yan Zhili, you are beautiful and everything you say is right."

Is there anything that can be said about being beautiful?

Makes sense?

Is Yan Zhi justified?

Liu Yifei made a "puff" sound and said slightly happily: "Are you playing a word game with me and pretending that I don't understand?"

Chu Xuan smiled: "You can hear this, okay, then let's do it. I'll look for the photos first, and send you the ones without the year mark by email. You can see if you can confirm the year. If not, I'll look for it again.

."

"Okay, my husband has been working hard and I want to go to bed too," Liu Yifei said playfully.

"Good night."

"good afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Xuan continued to look through the photo album.

He discovered that the most recent photo of his mother was from 1997.

To be precise, it was June 1, 1997, Children's Day.

In the photo frame marked with this year, it is a group photo taken by my mother and 10-year-old Liu Yifei in a photo studio. The background is a picture of sunflowers and sunlight.

It was this year that my mother gave up on her dream and took Liu Yifei to the United States.

Judging from the situation of the photo album, none of the photos after 1997 were taken in a photo studio, and none were taken by my mother. They were basically photos of Liu Yifei and her mother on the set.

It can be inferred from this that in the past, when my mother was still in the dance world, she liked to take photos of herself and her daughter Liu Yifei, otherwise the number of photos would not have accumulated into four large photo albums.

In the year 1997, my mother gave up her dream for her daughter, perhaps because she wanted to completely wipe out the dimming light in her heart, and instead worked wholeheartedly for her daughter's dream. Perhaps she also wanted to completely break away from this career.

, maybe this habit will remind my mother of dancing and her past self...

This can only add to the sadness, it is better not to remember it anymore. From now on, taking selfies or taking pictures will no longer be my mother's preference.

At least as can be seen in this photo album, there are no more solo photos of my mother after 1997.

"Hey." Chu Xuan sighed. Firstly, he felt sorry for his mother to give up her dream, and secondly, she felt great for everything her mother had done for Sissi.

From his perspective, this seems to have gone beyond the boundaries of maternal love. It can be said that the mother has formed an extremely pure and flawless love for her daughter. It can no longer be expressed in words. It can only be understood but is difficult to be understood.

He understands, but he has a very deep understanding.

"Mom." He dialed his mother's phone number.

"Hey, what's wrong?" came Liu Xiaoli's voice.

"What...are your favorite dishes? Which ones?" Chu Xuan asked stumblingly.

Liu Xiaoli was silent for a few seconds, and her tone was incomprehensible: "What the hell are you doing, why are you asking this?"

Chu Xuan scratched his head: "Well, the company has a question-answering activity recently, and I want to participate. If I win this question, I will ask you."

Liu Xiaoli was silent again, and then said: "Do you think my mother is a fool? When will the company have such boring activities?"

Chu Xuan burst out laughing, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud. He lay down on the bed and tried his best to suppress his laughter, and said: "Mom! Just tell me, it's really useful."

Liu Xiaoli also laughed: "It's really useful, isn't it? Then you have to tell me honestly when I come back... fried meat with green beans, boiled fish fillets, deep-fried fried mackerel, and a Buddha jumping over the wall."

Chu Xuan said cheerfully: "Okay, Mom, that's it, I'm dead."

"What the hell are you doing?" Liu Xiaoli sensed something was wrong. Her son-in-law called her and asked her out of nowhere what kind of food she liked. This was an almost impossible situation in her heart, and it was too strange.

"Nothing wrong, that's it, bye, hang up." Chu Xuan immediately hung up the phone without giving his mother a chance to respond.

Chu Xuan laid out a big character on the bed and recited it silently: Stir-fried meat with green beans, boiled fish fillet, deep-fried fried loach, and Buddha jumped over the wall.

Then, he quickly sat up and recorded these four dishes one by one in the memo on his mobile phone.

"How to cook these four dishes?"

"Is there a chef association in Shangri-La?"

"You should be able to get it done after studying for a day or two, right?"

"Mom, your son-in-law and I have never cooked in my last life or this life. Even if I do, I only cook instant noodles. This time I will make an exception for you."

Chu Xuan muttered to himself, feeling that it was not easy for his mother, and also feeling that it was not easy for his mother to raise Sissi.

He was moved and decided to cook some dishes for his mother on her birthday. This was a whim and a small way to show respect and gratitude to her.

…

In the next few days, Chu Xuan flipped through the photo album and racked his brains to use his aesthetic to pull out the beautiful photos of his mother from the album. At the same time, he chatted with Liu Yifei on the phone or via email to confirm whether the year of the photo and the degree of beauty of the photo were feasible.

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The photo album at home only contains photos of my mother as an adult, and there are very few black and white photos of her childhood. Liu Yifei said that her grandmother had many, so she had to go to her grandmother's house in Wuhan to look for them.

At the same time, Chu Xuan also goes to the company every day to accompany Sister Hua to handle group affairs.

Today's group affairs are not bad. Since the company was grouped, each business area has been controlled by the branch itself, and has the joint authorization of the two major shareholders, he and my mother. Unless it is a major matter that requires the signature of the three major shareholders, the big
To be continued...