Deep love never ends

But in this case, for my mother, it is not only useless, but also counterproductive.

She was more excited than just now.

Although it is a deliberately repressed voice, it is enough to hear the anger and dissatisfaction.

"What's my idea? What's my idea? I've been giving birth to you and raising you for so long. If it weren't for your drag and if I didn't feel bad about throwing you away, could I get to this point now?"

"It's easy for me to be dragged down by you two now, but it's just a problem of finding an old companion. Is it difficult for me to become a sinner through the ages and deserve to be thrown out?"

Her shoulders were shaking and she stood in front of me.

This really stabbed my heart in some ways.

"But no one stopped you from doing anything, so why did you come to me, mom?"

I looked back at her.

Just watch it quietly.

Even if I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that I climbed out of her stomach. There are many things I don't need to mention or say clearly, so I can understand her meaning.

In the final analysis, these tortuous and righteous words are just her usual sharp tools.

In this way to achieve her goal, only she can do it.

Not far away, middle-aged women who like to talk together are still there.

The voice of whispering is not as deliberate as before, but more like some scruples.

The voice is not very loud, but it is pointing from time to time.

She didn't speak, so I stood here and waited.

Sooner or later there will be someone who can't live.

But that person can't be me.

Sure enough, after three minutes of silence, she couldn't help but lift her hair in front of her forehead and look at me.

"You know he's back now. He didn't contact me because of something before."

Or what can be said is nonsense.

In that case, I've heard it more than once since the man came back.

But when she spoke, I didn't interrupt. I just kept listening and didn't mean to interrupt.

The wrinkles in the corners of her eyes are very deep, but her eyes are really gentle and friendly.

This is an emotion I haven't seen for a long time.

Now she only remembers that the man came back, but she doesn't remember how she was angry and asked my grandmother's family to help find clues. She also doesn't remember that the man always brought her more pain than happiness.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

"And then?" I looked at her and said.

She hesitated a little, and then seemed to make a decision. She continued, "we're going to register. We should have registered for marriage long ago, so I'm going to pick a time."

"But he doesn't have a stable job yet, and it's hard to say. I wonder if the Qin family you're with now is not very powerful. Just find him a job in the Qin family. Don't expect to be rich. Just a few thousand a month."

This series of words speak faster.

It seemed that I was afraid I would interrupt, and all my thoughts were said.

But that's what I said.

I felt a little funny when I heard it.

I think it's funny.

I looked at her and said, "any job will do?"

"What about security or cleaning?"

I asked.

I guessed the answer long ago, but I still couldn't help asking.

The result is similar to what I thought.

She really did not like to close her lips, and then haggled as if she had been despised and humiliated. "It's good to say bad things, and it's also my father-in-law in the future. Where can I give such a job, others have to laugh at it."

"And isn't he the president of the Qin family? Isn't it easy to find a position such as a small manager? I told you long ago to find a better one and a better one. You don't listen. Now see how foresight I have."

She couldn't help scolding before I spoke.

It seems that I and Qin Langjun were all contributed by her.

Nothing else.

But a little supervisor?

Even if I'm in a bad mood now, I can't help laughing when I hear this.

I really dare to think.

"Is that what you think or what he asked you to say?"

I looked at her and asked.

Her eyes were shining and hiding, but I found a lot of information from her eyes.

"Where did he say it? I don't think it will have a bad impact on you if you find a bad position."

Up to now, she is still biting this point.

It seems that everything is for my sake.

Just for this man.

"Ah Xin, have you asked ah Xin?" I was stunned and relaxed for a while, but it was only a moment. I returned to my mind and asked faintly.

What has the final say of my mother? "Look at me." is this the thing that Qin family president has to say? What is he doing? Ah Xin is still in prison. What can he do for help?

When I heard such thoughtless words, I had a slightly heavy heart and completely sank for a few minutes.

"Even ah Xin is not important."

I smiled in a low voice, a little self deprecating.

I remember that part of the reason why I alienated ah Xin was that my mother was too eccentric.

But now it seems that it's ugly. Ah Xin's existence is just because he is the blood of that man.

That sounds cruel.

"Didn't you keep saying that ah Xin was in prison? Why don't you care about him? Now ask the man about his work first?"

I asked her one question after another.

It's almost over here.

Originally, I didn't mean to be aggressive, nor did I have to quarrel and win.

But my mother didn't think so. Her voice was a little hoarse. I frowned and looked at her. I thought she would scold me loudly, but I didn't expect her eyes to be a little hurt and other complex emotions.

"I don't care about the child coming out of my stomach, but the man in your mouth has changed his ways. I know he was wrong before, but he's back now. I can't do without him. What do you want me to do?"

The more you get to the back, the lower the sound.

Those words I had prepared earlier suddenly lost my desire to say. Hope.

Sad and hateful, has always been her exclusive term.

Nothing is wrong, but there are always some people who will make your angry teeth itch and hate to the bone, but find that you have nowhere to vent.