"Dad, it's time to eat!"

Lin Xiaoya picked up a bowl of tribute and put it in the shrine, and lit three incense sticks as usual, and the black-and-white photo after curling green smoke was the face of Lin's father who died young.

Looking at her father's portrait in a daze, her little face was dyed with a layer of melancholy, and she didn't return to her heartless state until Mama Lin brought dinner.

"Xiaoya, are your legs better? Look at you, it's just frizzy and frizzy that doesn't make my mother worry. Mother Lin added vegetables to Xiaoya's bowl while chattering.

"Oh Mom, don't read it all day, I know it's okay. Since the day she injured her foot, her energetic mother has read it three times a day, although it is a little verbose, Xiaoya still feels sweet in her heart, the sweetness of being cared for and cared for.

Glancing at the walled home, she vowed to work hard to earn enough money for her mother to live a good life.

Aiming at a piece of big fat meat on the plate, Xiaoya stretched out her chopsticks and was about to clamp it, but was knocked off by Lin Ma's chopsticks.

"Why are you disobedient at all, tell you to avoid your mouth and mouth, what to do if the wound is inflamed, why don't you let your mother rest assured......"

Yes, it was another burst of nagging, and Lin Xiaoya's long-winded and noisy personality is definitely genetic.

Halfway through the warm dinner, Mother Lin said: "Xiaoya, in a few days, you go to the 'Zhangjia Tea House' to sit down, your aunt wants to introduce you to a friend, I heard that the person is a returnee, the family conditions are good, and he looks good." ”

"Uh...... This ...... "Isn't this a blind date, Lin Xiaoya pulled the food in the bowl absent-mindedly."

"Don't do this, that, you go and see if it's okay, if it's okay, let's talk about it, you said that you are a child, you haven't seen a boyfriend since you were a child, and your mother is in a hurry......"

"Mom, didn't I tell you, I want to find someone rich, so it's not ...... if I can't hand myself over casually."

"What do you think about all day long, don't be rich or not, as long as others are good and can love you, your mother will be satisfied, don't drill money all day, your mother is very worried!"

"I don't care, I just want to marry a rich man, it doesn't matter if I find a big guy to take care of me, hehe, so mom, don't worry about me, I have my own measure. ”

Lin Xiaoya is indeed very measured, and her sense of proportion is measured by money.

The more Mama Lin listened, the more worried she became, and her tone was stern: "I said Xiaoya, your mother is going to be angry if you are like this again, has your mother treated you badly, is your mother hungry for you, you love money so much, is our family so poor?"

"Isn't it? Our family is not poor, our family is not poor, and my father will ......."

"Shut up!" Mama Lin put down her chopsticks, not wanting to think about those sad things anymore.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a burst of embarrassment, Mother Lin covered her stomach and her expression was uncomfortable, she was really worried that her daughter's values would happen one day.

Lin Xiaoya saw that her mother softened all of a sudden, she helped Lin's mother and said, "Mom, I'm sorry." I shouldn't have mentioned those sad things in front of you, I promised you that I would go to meet that returnee when I have time, don't worry, I really have measure. ”

Mother Lin sighed and touched her daughter's hand and said earnestly: "Silly child, mother only hopes that you can be happy." ”

Lin Xiaoya, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep for a long time, and she had a little unpleasant trouble with her mother today, and she always felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Dad's accident made Xiaoya know the preciousness of money, and her outlook on life and values have changed a lot.

At one time, in Lin Xiaoya's mind, money has become something that can replace everything, and because of this, Xiaoya has been single for so many years, but she doesn't want to find someone who has no power and no power casually.

"If you want to find it, you have to find a rich one!!" was her life credo.

Of course, it is impossible to sprout without a girl in her youth, don't look at Xiaoya's big grin, in fact, there has been a person buried in her heart for four years of college.

It was her senior at the university, named Tang Shaoxuan, and at that time, Senior Shaoxuan was the object of almost all the girls in the entire university. has good grades, good family background, and is super handsome, Xiaoya once set it as her prey but failed to succeed, and then the senior chose to study in Australia, and Lin Xiaoya's only budding flower of love died like this.

"That's right!" Xiao Ya bounced up from the bed.

She ran to her bookshelf and picked up the copy of "I Waited for You in 1983" and quickly flipped through it.

"Hey, where, why is it gone, I remember it here. ”

Xiaoya is looking for the bookmark in the book, which is a souvenir specially left for her by Senior Shaoxuan before leaving!

I searched and searched, but I still didn't find it.

Lin Xiaoya was frustrated.

"Forget it, if you lose it, you lose it, anyway, I decided to forget about my senior!!"

Lin Xiaoya simply threw the book aside and no longer wasted energy.

Lying on the bed, there was no senior Shaoxuan in her mind, but Fu Sinian's face was smiling, and she didn't know what that guy was doing, she really didn't know anything about him, she didn't even know a phone number!

Just thinking about the phone number, Lin Xiaoya's copycat mobile phone rang.

"It can't be that guy!" Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoya was a little nervous.

When I picked up the phone, I saw that unfortunately, the caller was not Fu Sinian.

"Hey, Miss Lin?"

"I am. ”

"I'm here to inform you, your copy of "I'm Waiting for You in 1983" is not selling well, I'm afraid it's going to be taken off the shelves. ”

Lin Xiaoya's heart sank: "Oh, that's it, then let's go down, it's okay." ”

Another loss of income, a heavy loss.

"Huh, why am I, Lin Xiaoya, so unlucky!!"

fell headlong on the bed, Lin Xiaoya was full of resentment.