Tang Jianye turned around and looked at the old lady, "Mom, what's wrong?"
"You didn't pull out the collar of your shirt." The old lady complained, looking at her son who looked a little unkempt because he was too tired, "You're so old, and you don't even look in the mirror when you go out."
Tang Jianye turned his head, and sure enough he saw the collar of his flowered shirt, half buried in his jacket.
He left home early today and Yang Yun was not here. He put on his coat haphazardly without looking in the mirror.
Tang Jianye turned around and turned back.
He squatted down next to the old lady and said with a smile, "Mom, tidy it up for me."
The old lady didn't expect that he would act coquettishly towards her.
Her wrinkled cheeks were full of smiles, "You are so old, and you ask me, an old woman, to fix your collar. Why are you still like a child? You have to be a grandpa."
Already."
The old lady complained, but her withered hands carefully arranged the collar of her son's clothes.
Tang Jianye squatted in front of the old lady with a smile on his face. He remembered that when he was a child, his mother would tie a red scarf for him. She would blame him for being stupid while giving him serious advice.
Fasten it.
Suddenly I miss my childhood days so much.
"It's great to have a mother."
Tang Jianye is an optimistic person with a cheerful personality. Whatever is on his mind, he will express it immediately with his mouth.
The old lady listened to his smiling words, touched his head, and sighed, "Jianye, your mother treated you badly when you were a child, don't blame her."
"Mom, what are you talking about? You gave me life. I am forever grateful to you for giving birth to me.
Although I blamed you for being blinded by lard and favoring your nephew in the past, but later, after seeing his ending, I was glad that you were strict with me. If you were so used to it,
I, maybe I was the one who committed murder and arson, so when I think about it, I am quite grateful to you."
When the old lady heard her son's words, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
It's just that I feel more and more unhappy in my heart.
Yes, it was she who killed her nephew.
He harmed the only seedling of the Jiang family.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
Tang Jianye stood up and said with a smile, "Mom, I have a lot of things to do today after I leave. Jingyue's work is all on me."
The old lady waved her hand, "Go ahead, pay more attention to your health, eat on time, and don't get too busy to care about anything."
"Mom, I'm trying to lose weight." Tang Jianye said.
"Why should I lose weight? It would be great if I gain weight. I don't look old, I look rich, and I look like a big boss."
"It's not like your brother, who is in his fifties and has such obvious wrinkles on his face. Don't imitate him." The old lady said to herself, "I have to talk to him later and let him imitate you.
Eat fatter."
When the old lady said this, Tang Jianye immediately lost his ambition to lose weight, "Okay, then I won't lose weight. I can't eat or drink even after making money, thank you."
Who wants to believe that when a boss is so thin that he is a wealthy boss?
If his grandson couldn't be carried, he bought a stroller.
After Tang Jianye left, the old lady seemed to recall a lot of past events because of arranging her son's collar.
She took out her photo album from the house and sat on the sofa to look at the old photos in it.
After washing the pot, Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen and came over curiously.
She looked at a graceful and beautiful woman in the photo album and asked curiously, "Old lady, who is this woman wearing a cheongsam?"
After hearing what Aunt Wang said, the old lady also looked at the woman in the black and white photo and smiled softly, "It's me."
Aunt Wang was surprised, "Ah, is it you? I really didn't realize it. This figure is so beautiful, just like a movie star."
Aunt Wang's praise made the old lady smile from ear to ear with joy, "When I was young, my family was wealthy, and my father and brother loved me very much. This photo is from when I was just a year old.
It was taken when I was eighteen years old. Unfortunately, this is the only one left. Don’t tell me, I have had a dream of being an actor since I was a child and have always wanted to make movies. But at that time, I didn’t have the conditions now.
This wish has not come true."
Therefore, when Tang Jingshu was admitted to Bincheng Theater Academy, she loved Tang Jingshu even more and was willing to give her any good things.
It just felt like that granddaughter had fought hard and realized her dream for her.
Unexpectedly, I really fed the dog.
The old lady didn't want to recall the stupid things she had done, so she sighed and turned another page of the photo album.
Aunt Wang looked at the photos of several little boys in the album and asked, "Is this when Mr. Tang and the others were young?"
"right."
The old lady looked at the three little boys in the photo and couldn't help but shed tears again.
Scenes from the past can't help but linger in my mind.
She has been dreaming about them when they were children recently.
The children were playing in the yard. The three boys were quarreling over a small wooden gun. She ran out and took the wooden gun from the youngest Jianye's hand.
Put it into Johnson's hand.
Jiang Sen held a wooden gun to show off, while Jianye cried loudly on the side.
Whenever she had this dream, she would always be unable to sleep when she woke up.
In the past, the person she treated most badly was Jianye.
But over the years, he has been the most filial and reliable person.
Every time she saw him whizzing through the door, she would always think of his heart-wrenching cry in the yard when she was a child.
That feeling of guilt made her feel really uncomfortable, like a stone pressing on her chest.
Just now, she apologized to her son, and her chest suddenly felt less tight.
However, she still could not forgive herself.
Aunt Wang saw her crying and hurriedly tried to persuade her, "Old lady, don't cry, it's not good for your health."
The old lady wiped away her tears and smiled, "I'm not crying. I'm happy."
Aunt Wang sat next to her, looked at the photos in the album, and nodded, "Yes, you should be happy. The children are all so promising and filial, and they don't care about anything with you."
Compare."
Aunt Wang looked at the pale-haired old lady and felt a lot.
In the past, this old lady was capable of many things.
For the sake of Li Qiumei, he even drove her away.
Now he has corrected his evil ways.
"Xiao Wang, you don't care about me, do you?" the old lady looked at her and asked with a smile.
Aunt Wang chuckled and said, "Looking at what you said, I just work. Xiaoyun thought about the relationship between relatives and gave me a job. How could I dare to care so much."
"Just don't care about it. I used to be very angry. Xiao Min said that my illness is caused by anger."
She worked on it all her life, and when she got old, she had an epiphany.
Fortunately, my children and grandchildren are generous.
Aunt Wang said, "You will be happy from now on. Master Aze is already engaged, so you can just wait to have your grandson."
"Yes, I'm holding my grandson in my arms." The old lady suddenly missed the sweet potatoes.
Tomorrow is the weekend, I hope they can come over and let her see the child.
Aunt Wang accompanied the old lady through the photos in the album.
The old lady took the portrait of the old man and talked about the children's stories.
It was noon in a blink of an eye.
Aunt Wang looked at her watch and stood up hurriedly, "It's time for me to go buy groceries. Come on, I'll push you outside to bask in the sun while I go buy groceries."
Aunt Wang carried the vegetable basket and pushed the old lady to the yard.
As soon as the old lady was settled, she heard a knock on the door.
