The proprietress Xuan Hua stretched out her hand and pulled her handsome son's sleeve, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask.
Some things and some people stay on the day they happened and refuse to leave. They allow the cruelty of time to slip by and are still reluctant to forget her.
The proprietress Xuan Hua raised her eyebrows slightly. She was so sad when her son fell out of love half a year ago.
half year ago?
The proprietress Xuan Hua turned to look at her wife aside, only to see an ugly back of head with occasional gray hair.
Half a year ago, my son suddenly started to pay their monthly food expenses, which was 300 yuan a month, as if he had a seizure.
Said it was money earned from doing odd jobs.
She was so distressed that she almost shed tears. In the 1990s, when everyone was short of food and money, she and her husband worked from dawn to dusk selling tofu, and they could barely make 400 yuan a month.
Son, how much hardship did you have to endure to earn three hundred yuan?
She said with a tearful voice, "Although your father and I have a harder time, we uphold the family tradition of diligence and frugality, so we can live a comfortable life. Just study hard and stop working."
Although they don't earn much, they can be considered a middle-income family when compared with their neighbors.
She remembered that at that time, her son smiled brightly and said that he was already twenty.
As a man, there is no hardship that he cannot endure, let alone working part-time is not a hardship.
It is the parents who have the hardest time raising their two siblings and supporting them in their studies and college.
He also said that he was not sensible before, did not appreciate their hard work, and spent money lavishly.
From now on, all the money earned from odd jobs every month will be handed over.
Her nose felt sour, tears fell, and she handed the money to her son.
My son is older and has reached the age of a virgin girlfriend. Let’s keep this money for our own use. They can still make money.
Unexpectedly, the son grinned, pushed the money over again, and said with a smile, this is handed over to honor his parents. As for the virgin girlfriend, he will not consider it for the time being.
Finally, I added that even if I find a girlfriend later, I will not ask for money from my family.
When the winter vacation was about to come, I suddenly went all over the world to look for them and told them that from now on, they should stop traveling around the countryside to sell tofu, and just set up a stall in front of their Jingyun Master’s gate to do business.
She and her husband looked at each other and disagreed.
There are three hardships in life: blacksmithing, punting boats and selling tofu.
They can't let their alumni know that their son, who is so outstanding and has received scholarships every year and turned them in every time, has a father and mother who sell tofu.
However, the son insisted on his opinion and said that yes, everything was taken care of and he could start business as soon as the winter vacation was over.
From now on, he doesn't have to go through wind or rain, and he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. At least he can see it every day.
Besides, my younger sister also went to the provincial capital to study at university.
Well, it makes sense for her and her husband to work together.
It seems that my son has grown up!
The only condition is that the son cannot recognize his relatives in public.
The son smiled and nodded, OK.
Later, at her son's insistence, she and her husband came to Jingyun and opened a funny tofu stall and started a small business.
Business is surprisingly good!
She and her husband were still thinking about choosing the two most handsome ones among those young and beautiful girls to introduce to their son.
As a result, after much picking and choosing, I finally picked the most handsome one. I had been planning for a month and a half to increase the quantity without increasing the price. Before I could tell my son, the scene in front of me happened.
I'll go. I don't care about this. I don't have a girlfriend. I'm obviously emotionally hurt.
The proprietress Xuan Hua looked at her son, her nose started to boil with acid again, and she quickly turned her head to the other side.
I caught another glimpse of the heartless pretty face, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the kitchen knife on the chopping board again.
Where did this heartless pretty face come from?
Zhu Yan is such a good choice for daughter-in-law!
Not only is he handsome, he is also caring, and he knows how to let his son do part-time jobs to earn money to support the family.
What a good way to run a household!
No, she has to stand for justice and deal with that heartless pretty boy.
"Mom, are you finished telling your story?"
Liu Ruixuan looked at his sleeve that was being pulled, and then looked up at his mother's hand that was reaching for the kitchen knife.
Fortunately, he was held down by his father.
Alas, these careless parents can tell you the past with great difficulty.
Ever since he grew up, what he has seen the most is his mother playing with a kitchen knife while I look on and have fun.
The next second, he snatched the kitchen knife away. The moment he snatched it away, Ba Chi kissed his mother on the cheek. Then, his mother glared and took the two brothers and sisters to their grandma's house to see the mountains, water and scenery.
went.
However, my grandma's house was too close, and within a cup of tea, I chased after her.
In fact, sometimes, he also wonders, if it were him, would he marry such a stupid woman who likes to play with kitchen knives, but is always attacked by kitchen knives?
As it turns out, the answer is obvious, he will.
Playing with kitchen knives, showing affection, watching a pair of children grow up, living the most ordinary and happy little life.
He also hopes that he can meet a girl who falls in love with him. By chance, the girl also has feelings for him, and they can live a happy life together.
He thought he had met the right person at the right time.
The time was right, the place was right, and the people were right. At that time, there were no boys around Zhu Yan!
We met again in the afternoon two weeks later. The sun was still bright and the spring breeze was still gentle.
In the reading room in the afternoon, he sat by the window and read Cologne Wen Ruian in the warm sunshine.
That gentle sunshine was so warm that it made people feel lazy. He squinted his eyes slightly, looked up, and then he lay down on the reading table.
I don't know how long it took, but he woke up from his sleep and shook his sore neck.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been to the reading room. I’m really not used to it, and I accidentally fell asleep.
Looking at the handful of young men and women around him, he suddenly remembered that blue and white silhouette.
He stood up slightly and looked out the window with a smile. It was April, and the sun shone through the window glass, spreading warmth all over the place.
Looking out through the glass window on the second floor, a familiar figure walked from far to near, surrounded by three or four random colors, and walked directly into the door of the first floor of the library building at his feet.
Zhu Yan is here!
He stood up immediately and left in an instant, bringing the books on the table with him and falling to the ground with a thud, attracting the looks of a handful of men and women around him.
He quickly bent down to pick it up, grabbed his schoolbag in one hand, and rushed out of the stairs with Gu Long Wen Ruian in the other.
As he was about to run out of the door on the second floor, he suddenly calmed down when he glanced at the old man at the door who was checking his student ID card and library card with his front teeth leaning out.
The second floor is the only way to the third and fourth floors.
He glanced at the old man who was staring at him intently, smiled sarcastically, raised his hand to straighten his hair, which was not too long, and floated one foot higher than the other to the bookshelf nearby, pretending to look for a book.
He stared at the door, not daring to be distracted at all.
As footsteps and laughter approached, Zhu Yan arrived.
He quietly watched her from entering to checking the card, and then walked towards the bookshelf inside. Like a robot, he turned around mechanically and moved along, pretending to be looking for a book at a certain distance, until Zhu Yan took the book.
, sat down where he originally sat.
Ahem, what a fate.
He picked up Gu Long and Wen Ruian and walked over, walked two steps, turned back, stuffed the book into his bag, walked to the bookshelf where Zhu Yan had just taken the book, and pulled out a book in the same position, and took a closer look.
, couldn't help but cough twice.
What Zhu Yan was reading was actually "History of Western Music"!
That was the content of the professional courses he studied.
Could it be that they are from the same department?
He jumped for joy, took the book and walked over.
Sitting down, tilted forty degrees to the left front, sat Zhu Yan with her pink neck lowered, her delicate hands slightly raised, and a peaceful smile!
A table away, I looked up and saw her.
That bright smile is like the warm sunshine outside the window...