Bi Yue gently moved to Yang Suli's side, wanting to make her mother happy again. The arm she had just raised was slapped back by her mother.

"Shhh

"Mom, you hurt me. ”

Bi Yue rubbed his arm aggrievedly and said aggrievedly.

"It's heart-wrenching to have a broken mother!"

Yang Suli has a protein eye.

"Mom, you're here again! ”

Bi Yue quickly approached Yang Suli, hugged her arm again, and rested her head on her arm.

"Yueyue! You see you're thirty-two, tell me about the boys you brought home! Even if it's an ordinary friend, yes?"

"You can't expand your circle a little bit! Don't spend all day knowing that you're preoccupied with your work. Go out and make friends. Now our family's number one priority is to marry you, you know?"

"Why did I give birth to such a stupid girl as you!"

"Hey!"

Every time Yang Suli said this, she sighed helplessly.

"Alright, Mom. Look at what you say. It's like I can't get married. Your daughter and I are so bad!"

Bi Yue stroked his shoulder-length hair and said confidently.

"Then you'd better find me one back!"

"It's endless!"

"Quick, I'm hungry. Hurry up and cook for me. I'm going to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs you made, and the braised pork. It's been a long time since I've eaten your own handmade!"

"Hey, hey!"

Bi Yue twisted her boneless thin waist and said coquettishly.

"Hey, I owe you all my life. ”

Yang Suli stood up and sighed and walked towards the kitchen.

Bi Yue looked at the mother who left, smiled sweetly, and continued to eat the remaining half of the apple and watch TV.

……

There is an undeveloped old town in Dongpu New District, which is mostly the family residential community of some original public institutions, or the family homes of independent courtyards connected together. Enterprises such as coal gasification, petroleum, Sanjiang Heavy Industry and so on have units in residential areas here.

However, these residential areas were basically built in the 80s, with no elevators, backward supporting facilities, and narrow and rotten roads. In order to keep up with the pace of construction in Gimhae City, the government has already begun to plan for this area, and the demolition is a matter of time.

Now just after four o'clock, in the family courtyard of a two-story single-family courtyard, a family of three sat in their own small courtyard and had dinner.

This kind of small courtyard here covers a small area of not large, and it is more than half of the land. In addition to the two-story main house, there is a kitchen and bathroom on the left and right outside the main house. In the middle of the three, there is only one piece of space about ten square meters left, and the main house faces the main gate with a low gatehouse.

"Definitely!"

"Yes, Mom. What's wrong!"

"You see that your mother has been worrying about you since you went to school, in order to let you go to the key school in the district, your father and I are working hard in the unit, striving to be excellent employees, and finally this is in exchange for a place in a key school in the district, do you know how hard it is for me and your father!"

"You graduated from college, your father and I are worried about your work, in order to let you take the civil service exam with peace of mind, your father and I don't dare to talk loudly at home when you are studying, even if it is time to eat, we don't dare to cook. ”

"But, fortunately, you didn't disappoint Mom. If you can be admitted to the civil service and become a traffic policeman, you can be regarded as worthy of the suffering of your parents before. ”

Mo Fei put down the chopsticks in his hand and listened carefully to his mother's finished talking about the flowers.

"Mom, what do you want to say today! Just say it!

"However, my son remembers you and my father's kindness to me. ”

Mo Fei said with a smile.

"I don't need you to take it to heart, you are my son, and this is our obligation. ”

"But, now you're not too young! Do you still have to worry about your mother's marriage! Mom has been worrying about you and this family all your life, can you bear to let your mother worry about it!"

After going around for a long time, I finally got to the point.

"Mom, this is, you can't be in a hurry, it depends on fate. As long as fate comes, maybe I will be able to bring you back a daughter-in-law tomorrow. ”

"Don't worry!"

"Let's eat first. ”

Mo Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head and picked up the chopsticks.

"Don't be in a hurry, can I not be in a hurry!"

"You're hiding from everyone? A man stands at thirty, starts a family, and his career is counted as a career, but what about his family? You are not in a hurry to your mother and your father. ”

"How old are we, how many years are we left, and when can we wait to hold our grandchildren?"

As soon as Mo's mother heard her son say the word "fate", she became angry, and slapped the chopsticks in her hand on the table.

"Oh, my mother, why do you keep talking about death! ”

"Don't worry, in your lifetime, I will let you hold your grandson, will you?"

"When was that? When will your dad and I be eighty, or will we be a hundred?"

"I don't care. If you can't find it yourself, Mom will find it for you. ”

"Even if I break my heart, I can't let you go. ”

After Mo Mu finished speaking, she picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want. It's good if you're happy. ”

Maybe it's just to make my mother happy and then agree.

"Alright. Hurry up and eat! The child finally comes back, and you see that you can't stop for a while. ”

"I'm done. You two eat slowly!"

Father Mo, who had not spoken, put down the dishes and chopsticks and accused.

"Aren't you in a hurry! Don't you feel ashamed! Look at our old colleague Lao Guo, how many years have they been holding their grandson. Back then, he was a layman in the unit, and he didn't even have the qualifications to lift my shoes. Look at the present, holding your grandson at the door every day, who is it for? Isn't it just for us!"

"You still go to find people every day, do you want to be ashamed! People hug their grandson, what about you? Hug a pair of broken chess, don't feel ashamed. You'll go back to him less often. Let me be honest at home. ”

When Mo Mu heard this, she suddenly jumped like thunder.

"What did I say, you're so angry. Isn't it just getting married and having children? He knows in his own heart, what do you say you are fooling with every day? Are you tired?"

"Besides, what's wrong with him having a grandson? He has a grandson, I don't have one, so I should be inferior! Liu has no face to see people? I can't even get out of the door? What kind of logic is it!"

Father Mo was also angry, stood up and argued.

"If you don't have a grandson, you're shameless and shameful. What's wrong?"

"We won the outstanding employee three times in the unit that year, a model worker in Dongpu District, the first place in the technician skills competition, and ......"

"Mom, Mom, Mom! Stop, stop!"

Mo's mother also wanted to continue to let Mo's father recall his brilliant achievements back then, but was stopped by his son on the side.

"Mom, there is indeed no one to compare with your glorious and splendid historical deeds. My son is proud of you. It's true. ”

"However, it really has nothing to do with the matter of the grandson. ”

"There are also many martyrs who gave their lives for our country and have no descendants, so shouldn't they be able to raise their heads under the Nine Springs? ”

"Don't worry, though. My son will definitely find you a daughter-in-law this year, and let you hold your grandson next year. ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"That's it. Next year, my mother will hold my grandson. ”

"Well, hold your grandson next year. ”

"My son is so good! Quick, eat. ”

Hearing that she was hugging her grandson in her dream, Mo Mu's gloomy face finally changed from yin to sunny, and it was still very bright.

Every time I go home, I have to do a good job of making peace with the mud. He was helpless and helpless, and he couldn't cry or laugh every time.