But now, she suddenly remembered that the clothes seemed to have no tags?
"Bai Yi, this dress doesn't have a tag, have you cut it off?" Xu Rongrong asked, blinking, with deep curiosity in his pure pupils.
She really wanted to know how two little boys went to a brand store to pick out clothes.
"Hangtag?" Bai Yi was stunned, "Mom, these are the clothes Bai Yi and Tianning made for their mother together. There is no hangtag yet..."
At the end of his sentence, Bai Yi lowered his head shyly, not seeing Xu Rongrong's astonished face.
What? This dress, which is not beautiful in her eyes, was actually made for her by her sons?
She, she actually disliked the clothes her sons made for her?
A sixteen-year-old and a twelve-year-old, clothes made by their own mother?
Surprise, sadness, sadness, and guilt all rushed into his heart in an instant. Xu Rongrong lowered his head and looked at Tianning's indifferent face and Bai Yi's blushing cheeks, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
She took a step forward and hugged the two children tightly. "Mom likes this dress very much. This is the most beautiful gift she has ever received. Mom is really happy. Bai Yi and Tianning can
I made a gift with my own hands and gave it to my mother.”
At the end of the sentence, Xu Rongrong's voice was choked with sobs.
Bai Yi and Tianning also hugged Xu Rongrong, and the three of them hugged each other.
About three minutes later, Xu Rongrong blinked the glistening out of his eyes, and then asked Bai Yi and Tianning with a cheerful smile, "When will you be able to make clothes?"
"There is a fashion design interest group in our school, and my brother and I signed up." This time it was Tianning who spoke, perhaps the first time he had done such a thing. Although Tianning's face was as indifferent as usual, if you look carefully
Look, you can see his slightly blushing cheeks.
"You must have suffered a lot in the process of making it." How could making clothes be so simple? Xu Rongrong could almost imagine the scene of the two children working hard on tailoring and designing in these seven days, and he couldn't help but feel
Feeling distressed for a while.
"Thank you so much. Mom is really happy." Xu Rongrong smiled and touched Bai Yi and Tianning's heads, "Mom, why don't you go out in this white dress today and let your mother see it too?"
"Okay." Bai Yi and Tianning both smiled and nodded. Xu Rongrong also smiled and touched their heads, then opened the door and walked out.
When I got downstairs, I saw A Nuan sitting next to Wen Shanshan and telling her a story. The little girl told the story in childish words. Although it was very childish, Wen Shanshan enjoyed listening to it.
Maybe it was Xu Rongrong's movement downstairs that startled her. She raised her eyes suddenly and saw Xu Rongrong's white dress. "It's a pretty good dress. When did you buy it?"
We have known Xu Rongrong for a long time, and they often lived together during this period. Xu Rongrong is a person who changes her clothes every day. Basically, Wen Shanshan has seen her clothes, so what Xu Rongrong is wearing today is either
Bought it new, or bought it from the bottom of the box a long, long, long time ago.
However, Xu Rongrong just smiled mysteriously and did not answer her.
At this time, Zhan Yiyang also walked in. He parked the car before returning to the living room.
Xu Rongrong immediately walked towards him quickly and said with a sweet smile, "Yiyang, look, my clothes look good."
After saying that, he turned slightly while stopping in front of Zhan Yiyang.
The white skirt was slightly raised, and Xu Rongrong's pure and gentle smile made Zhan Yiyang's eyes dazzled. He almost thought that the woman in front of him was a fairy who strayed into the mortal world. She was pure, soft and otherworldly.
Not to mention, with that long dress, she really looks like Chang'e. Or, in Zhan Yiyang's heart, even Chang'e, the most beautiful woman in the legend, can't compare to his Rongrong.
Oh, this is probably called "beauty is in the eye of the beholder". If Ji Fanyi were to come here, he would definitely start a fight with Yiyang, "Hey, my leaves are the most beautiful, okay..."
"Hey, Zhan Yiyang." Next to him, Xu Rongrong called him three times before Zhan Yiyang came back from his thoughts.
"What are you thinking? I called you three times and you didn't hear." Xu Rongrong is a good woman. If she is an arrogant and willful woman, she might call Zhan Yiyang a scumbag, and Zhan Yiyang will get angry without responding. But now
, even though Zhan Yiyang was still distracted after three calls, she was still looking at him with a smile on her side, with unconcealable love in her eyes.
Wen Shanshan looked at the expressions and interactions between the two people and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
The love between two people must be justified. They must love each other very much and tolerate each other so that they can go on forever.
Sure enough, after realizing that he had been distracted just now, Zhan Yiyang looked at Xu Rongrong guiltily and said softly, "Rongrong, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I didn't hear you calling me."
"It doesn't matter, maybe you were distracted because I was too beautiful." Xu Rongrong smiled playfully. At this moment, what she exuded was no longer a quiet softness, but a playful and jumping beauty, a different kind of beauty.
, but they are all equally admirable.
"Yes, so beautiful." Zhan Yiyang smiled softly, with unconcealed doting and love in his eyes.
Perhaps because the love in Zhan Yiyang's eyes was too naked, Xu Rongrong lowered his eyelids in embarrassment and said coquettishly, "Oh, I hate it."
This is the naughty and coquettish behavior that belongs to lovers, and it is so beautiful that it makes people envious.
Wen Shanshan was sitting on the sofa, her quiet pupils were full of envy. She envied Zhan Yiyang's deep affection for Xu Rongrong, the undying love between Xu Rongrong and Zhan Yiyang, the warmth of their time together, and their long-lasting love.
But there is no lack of romantic life.
This kind of married life is the beautiful life that all men and women pursue.
Wen Shanshan smiled and watched as Zhan Yiyang stretched out her finger and flicked Xu Rongrong's forehead slightly, and then saw Xu Rongrong step on Zhan Yiyang's foot.
It may seem like a rough move, but in fact they do it very gently and will not hurt each other.
This is love, love that flows slowly.
She smiled, her expression was calm, and there was deep envy in her eyes.
Over there, the couple was bored for a long time, and then they realized that the child and Wen Shanshan were looking at them.
Xu Rongrong stepped on Zhan Yiyang's foot hard again, and then quickly ran to Wen Shanshan's side, trying to ease the awkward situation with words.
"Shanshan, does my dress look good?" Xu Rongrong asked Wen Shanshan excitedly with rosy cheeks.
Wen Shanshan looked at it carefully, and then nodded, "Not bad, you look good in what you wear, and the material looks good. It is relatively new fabric, not from long ago, and the clothes don't feel old. When did you
Bought?"
Wen Shanshan hesitated for a moment, then asked the doubts in her heart.
At this point, Xu Rongrong became even happier, as if he had forgotten the embarrassment just now, "Shanshan, do you know, I didn't buy this dress, Bai Yi and Tianning made it for me."
"What, made for you?" Making clothes is very strange in a family like Xu Rongrong. Even Liang Shuxian buys clothes from big brands and has never made clothes by herself, let alone others.
Moreover, it wouldn't matter if this dress was made by a woman herself, Wen Shanshan would be able to accept it a little bit.
But in fact, these are clothes made by two boys, one sixteen and one twelve years old.
They actually made clothes and specially gave them to Xu Rongrong.
Looking at the woman on the sofa who was so excited that her cheeks were red, Wen Shanshan sighed, this silly woman is so lucky.
"You really have raised two good sons." Wen Shanshan sighed, half envious and half plaintive.
I envy Xu Rongrong's good luck and lament my life, that's all.
Not only did she not have beautiful love or a dull life, she even had a daughter who she finally had, and she didn’t know that she was her biological mother.
This is the difference between people and people.
Wen Shanshan half lowered her eyes, not wanting her sadness to be seen by others.
However, Xu Rongrong finally noticed the faint sadness in the air.
She held Wen Shanshan's left hand with her hand, and then looked at her comfortingly, "Shanshan, don't be sad, my children are your children. I have three children, and you also have three sons."
Those innocent eyes looked at her like that, making Wen Shanshan suddenly feel very happy and satisfied. The sadness in her pupils slowly dissipated, replaced by a faint smile and warmth, "Okay, it's just the same.
Mom, you have a gift, but I will be sad if I don’t have a gift.”;
After saying that, Wen Shanshan turned her head and looked at the two brothers Bai Yi and Tianning jokingly.
The two brothers rubbed their lips in embarrassment, and finally Bai Yi poked Tianning's creak, and then said with a smile, "Aunt Shanshan is joking, today is mainly to give you a cleansing, how can I not have your gift?"
Tianning, go get the gifts we prepared for Auntie."
After saying that, he poked Tianning again.
Tianning pursed his lips, glared at Zhan Baiyi, then reluctantly turned around, went upstairs, and went to their study.
About three minutes later, Tianning came down with a plate.
"What is it?" She was just teasing the two children, but she didn't expect that there was actually a gift. For a moment, Wen Shanshan's curiosity was aroused.
Xu Rongrong also widened his eyes. Calculating according to the normal procedure, making one skirt a week, and doing it so carefully, is very difficult for a novice. It is basically impossible to make another one. Therefore, Xu Rongrong did not expect what would be on the plate.
What is it.
For a moment, both she and Wen Shanshan looked at the plate expectantly, wanting to know what was there.
Every second of time passed very slowly. In the eyes of Wen Shanshan and Xu Rongrong, every step Tianning took was very heavy. It seemed that every time he raised his feet and landed, it took thirty seconds, a bit like a slow motion in a movie.