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Father jiang seemed to be affected by the laughter of the three of them. He took a newspaper and sat at the top of the table. He took out a bright red rose from the bottom of the newspaper like a magician.

"My daughter is eighteen today, and she has been an adult since today. She will gradually leave father's side in the future, and someone will take care of you. "The air suddenly spread a sad smell, everyone was infected, quietly listening to father jiang continue.

"Dad gave you a lot of birthday presents. There are beautiful dolls, big and small. You can also fill up a few boxes with fairy tales books. My daughter has been wearing beautiful clothes from all ages. She is so beautiful that she can't even wear the same clothes. She is too shy to wear the same model. There are many other things. No one in the family can count them. Dad gave you so many gifts, you like a lot. "

"I can still give you those. It's just that I don' t want to do that this year. I want to tell you that your life is going to really start. Facing so many difficulties alone, mom and dad are still willing to help you, but there are some things that we don' t have the heart to do. "

Father jiang put the rose in her hand, the flower stem has been removed from the bottom of the thorn, jiang yi firmly held the flower stem in the palm of the hand, the flower just opened, still beautiful and full of vitality.

The weight of the flower was so heavy that it felt as if she almost lost her grip on one hand. That was because she understood what her father meant. This flower was not just a rose, it was not just for her to enjoy its beauty. It was for her to tell herself that growing up meant a lot. It meant that she would encounter many difficulties in the future, which meant that her parents might not be able to do it and everything depended on her.

Father jiang suddenly changed his tone and became relaxed and casual, more in line with the atmosphere of a happy day. "My daughter inherited her mother's intelligence. Even if I was stupid, I would definitely understand what I didn' t express. What he meant was that my daughter was so beautiful that she might have been missed by some kid long ago. Of course, I can' t just hand over my daughter like that. My father will become the first man to give you roses when you become an adult. "

Everyone's eyes were wet. Mother jiang secretly wiped her tears, but jiang yiran tried her best to hold back her tears. Her eyes were red, and the roses were bright red.

This flower would one day blossom for someone. No matter who he was, he would only be the second most important man in her life, because the first one would always be her father.

Dear ones, no matter how old she was, she was always treated as a child; no matter how bad her character was, she was always tolerant of her; no matter how headstrong and selfish she was, she could first give her a step down; no matter how brave she was, she always kept her close behind her; how could she let someone else take his place for someone who loved her so much?

She wanted to let the aging man see her bravery and let her fly alone. From now on, she would put away her tears, no longer cowardly, no longer cowardly, and be a girl who made her parents proud of her.

Mother jiang turned off the power supply and carefully fished out the long-life noodles she had personally made. This was her mother's craft, and jiang yiran could eat it every year. His father had not eaten a few times because his birthday was still busy outside. Every time his mother made noodles, they cooled down slightly on the dining table, but no one touched them. After a night, it was as if his father had already eaten longevity noodles and kept the dishes as usual.

What was the mood of the calm mother who washed the dishes at that time? She missed her father and the cold dining table alone. Her heart was filled with loneliness.

She was well raised by her father and was engaged in a simple and casual job.her workload was very small every day, so jiang yiran was accompanied by her mother every day.as for her father, jiang yiran was rarely seen as a child. He was always on a business trip. Every time jiang yiran asked her mother for her father and asked where her father had gone, her mother would gently tell her that her father was working hard for them.

When she said this, her mother's eyes were filled with complicated emotions. Now that she thought about it, her eyes were filled with pride, some longing, some encouragement, and some hidden deepest resentment.

She was still young, and although she was decisive, she needed someone to accompany her. Perhaps both of them later realized that the most important thing between lovers was not money, but companionship. Even for a minute and a second, no matter how short the time was, it was the happiest time for them. Mother jiang brought a bowl of longevity noodles to jiang yiran." My good daughter eats a bowl of longevity noodles. She lives a hundred years and lasts a long time!" "

Zhu shui also said," happy birthday to memory, a long life of 100 years old, a long time." "

Under the three people's gaze and blessing, jiang yiran ate the longevity noodles with tears in her eyes without breaking at all.

"Thank you for your company, I love you! "There was a longevity noodles in her mouth that she had not swallowed, but she had to express her thoughts immediately, and she could not wait a moment!

Her mother brought everyone else's breakfast to the table.jiang yiran and zhu shui volunteered to help, and the etiquette on the table was not to talk while eating. However, today was the exception. Mother jiang took out a shiny thing from her carry-on bag.

Jiang yiran didn' t hold the rose in her hand.she saw clearly that it was a white silver ring.

She recognized that this was the ring that her mother used to wear on her finger every day, even if she showered. She treasured the ring because it was the wedding ring that her father gave her when she and her father got married in poverty.

The ring that proved their love for each other. Although they were separated now, jiang yiran could tell that they still loved each other, but they couldn' t be together anymore.

This ring wasn' t expensive compared to the jewelry that jiang yiran had, and the price in the jewelry was not worth mentioning, but in her hand, there was a dazzling light, passing heat through her palm to her body. This was the most important thing that her mother had given her. The more she sent her was hope, and it was a beautiful sustenance.

"Eighteen years passed in a blink of an eye, looking at you from a wrinkled little ugly monster, grown into a graceful 18-year-old girl, my mother sometimes look in the mirror will think, I am old? This face is still so similar to when I was young, but I have been through too many ups and downs, I should be old. "

Mother jiang stared at the ring as if she had fallen into deep memories." Although mother has a strong temper and a strong personality, she is still a woman. As a woman, she naturally thought about things from a female perspective. After all, a woman is going to marry someone. Although I can't go to the end with your father, we don't regret it. In my mother's heart, he has always been the handsome and brave boy, the most outstanding man in the world. "

Father jiang, who was praised, and jiang yiran's eyes were filled with tears. Men do not shed tears, but when the sincere feelings of the face, and who can be distracted to think of such a thing.

"Yi ran, mom said this because she wanted to tell you that a woman needs to marry someone after all. In the end, she needs a family to settle down. I' m drifting now, but I can' t turn back after my mother's choice. I' m the only one who can taste the pain in my heart in the dead of night. I hope that no matter what kind of person you choose, you should try your best to be good to yourself, so that you can be happy with that person every day, each other can give each other happiness. "

Like all the mothers in the world, my mother wished that she would marry the man she liked and not live alone. After that, her hair was white, her teeth were falling, her face was wrinkled, and her bicycle could not be ridden. When the sun was setting, she would walk along the street, in the beautiful garden, in the fresh air, in the fields, wherever two people could walk.

Her parents had a higher degree than her peers, and her family was rich enough for many, and her childhood had many things that other people's children could only hope for.

They held her in their hands and doted on her. In order to prevent her from being kidnapped by the bad boy and give her the best things, she would not be cheated.

There were too many good intentions, even if it was a piece of clothing that mother leng had sent to the school in the winter, even if she was hungry when she went out and saw her father who had been waiting for her at the school gate for a long time. No matter what, they never complained, and they would never let her live a comfortable life.

By the age of eighteen, when she came of age, they would have to give up their hearts and minds, so much pain, but they have to bite their teeth to hold on.

Parents of the world, thank you for your selflessness and your most sincere love.

Not expensive gifts, but the most different weight. The heavy ground was hanging in her heart.