Jiang Yonghua and Zhao Minxiu got up early today, ate some soy milk fritters at the breakfast stall at the entrance of the community, padd their stomachs, and rode directly to the nearby farmers' market, and then chickens, ducks, geese, fish and rabbits, and started a big purchase.

All kinds of fresh meat vegetables and vegetables are not enjoyable, the two went to the aquatic market again, the hairy crabs that are basically not bought, the lobster bought several pairs in a row, weighed one or two catties, until the luggage box of the bicycle that the two of them were riding was almost unfitting, so they gave up and began to go home.

When he returned to the community, the neighbors saw him buying so many things in large and small frames, and asked if there were any distinguished guests coming to the door today. The overjoyed Zhao Minxiu wanted to tell the truth and show off in front of the old neighbors, but before she could speak, she was bumped by her steady husband with her arm, and explained to the neighbors with a smile:

"Hehe, how can there be any distinguished guests? It is a distant relative, who has come to the capital for the first time. ”

Zhao Xiumin was bumped by her husband, and then she remembered her daughter's advice to her, reacted, and echoed her husband's words: "It's not a distinguished guest, Brother Li, it's Xiaorou's cousin, who has never been to Beijing." The first time people came to the door, there was no food at home, so Lao Jiang and I went to the farmers' market. ”

After dealing with the neighbors, the two pushed the car to the carport in front of the unit building and parked it, lifted the two large bags of meat and vegetables in the luggage box, and as soon as they got home, they began to get busy, folding vegetables, cleaning, cutting, and putting down the pot, and they were so busy that it was a lot of fun.

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When last night, when her daughter Jiang Xiaorou told the two that her friend Wang Bo Wang Zi'an was going to visit their two elders at home at noon tomorrow, Jiang Yonghua and Zhao Minxiu didn't believe it at first, thinking that their daughter was joking with them, until Jiang Xiaorou said unhappily that Wang Bo had recognized her as a godsister, and tomorrow people would come to see their two "godfathers" and "godmothers", and asked the two if they were willing, and she pushed him if they didn't want to.

"You kid, the person who came is a guest, how can you push the guest outward? However, aren't you friends with Wang Zi'an? Why have you become someone's 'godsister' again?" Zhao Minxiu glared at her daughter, and the expression on her face changed to asking again. Her father, Jiang Yonghua, didn't ask, but looked at her with the same obvious curiosity as her mother.

"It's done, it's done, how can there be so many whys!" Jiang Xiaorou was very irritable, stood up, and went directly back to her bedroom.

Looking at the back of their daughter leaving, the two looked at each other. Jiang Yonghua nodded at Zhao Minxiu, Zhao Minxiu nodded, then stood up and followed his daughter into her room.

After Jiang Xiaorou returned to the bedroom, she fell directly on the bed. Zhao Minxiu saw her daughter's dejected look, and knew that her baby daughter probably had something to do with that prince An What they didn't know, but with the identity of the person who came over and saw her daughter in the previous two times After learning that the other party came to Beijing, she was in a hurry, busy washing and bathing, dressing up, and the strength of the woman to please herself, Zhao Minxiu guessed that most of her daughter liked that Wang Zi'an, but that Wang Zi'an probably didn't have that kind of male and female mind for his daughter, so he recognized her as his godsister.

However, this is all her own speculation, whether it is or not, it still needs to be confirmed from her daughter.

Zhao Minxiu walked to her daughter's bed and sat down, but didn't speak, just combed her daughter's shoulder-length hair with her hands, with a kind demeanor, loving eyes, and a strong emotion of licking calves. Zhao Minxiu didn't say anything, but the care that touched people's hearts more than a thousand words made Jiang Xiaorou's emotions that could not be vented in her heart for the past two days burst out uncontrollably, and she sat up from the bed all of a sudden, hugged her mother, and cried "duh". Zhao Minxiu still didn't speak, just gently, over and over again, she gently stroked her daughter's back with her hand, until a few minutes later, and then asked softly and tentatively:

"Like Wang Zi'an?"

"Hmm!" Jiang Xiaorou, who buried her head on her mother's shoulder, said angrily, "Hmm", and soon said sadly, "Mom, I really like him!"

"Mom knows, Mom understands, because Mom is also from here. Cho Min-so continued to comfort her daughter, expecting her to confide more secrets to her. Her daughter's personality is like her father Jiang Yonghua, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, the more anxious you are, the more you press, the more she won't tell you; if you don't ask, follow her hair, but there will often be unexpected gains. "But Xiao Rou, Xiao Wang, does he like you too?"

"I don't think I have that kind of affection. I used to think he might ...... to me Maybe it meant that, but last night, he suddenly wanted to recognize me as a righteous sister, and I knew that I had thought too much about it before. After a short period of venting, Jiang Xiaorou had recovered from her excitement, leaving her mother's arms, but her eyes were red, like a flower cat. When Zhao Minxiu saw it, she immediately took out a piece of soft paper from Jiang Xiaorou's desk and handed it to her daughter.

As soon as Jiang Xiaorou said this, Zhao Minxiu finally understood the cause and effect of the whole thing: it turned out that it was his daughter's unrequited love, wishful thinking! That Wang Zi'an probably also saw his daughter's thoughts, and in order to prevent his daughter from falling deeper and deeper, he thought of a compromise and wanted to recognize her as his sister.

From this point of view, that Wang Zi'an is also a very kind and soft-hearted child!

Emotional matters, can not be forced, a happy family, a happy marriage and marriage, forced is not forced, always both parties are in love, each other has each other in their eyes. Zhao Minxiu comforted her daughter and said that since she didn't have the fate to be lovers, it was good to be a pair of brothers and sisters who care for each other.

At the same time, she also asked her daughter not to be discouraged, saying that things between men and women are sometimes unclear, not two people who really love each other can finally come together, and sometimes it depends on chance. And people are also changeable, I didn't feel much at first, but as time went by, the love was deep, and with the understanding of each other's personalities and people, there were countless examples of finally coming together.

So, don't force emotional matters, be yourself, if you really like someone, continue to care about him, take care of her, and finally leave the ending to time and fate to arrange.

Zhao Minxiu's old Chen, dignified, and relieved by the wisdom of life, was like a bright light shining into Jiang Xiaorou's aggrieved and desperate heart, making her feel a glimmer of hope. Jiang Xiaorou wiped her reddened eyes with the back of her hand, smiled, and said to her mother:

"Mom, thank you, I know what to do in the future. ”

As long as you feel happy and happy, your father and I will support you in whatever you do. Okay, come out, let's discuss as a family, how to receive your star godbrother tomorrow!" Zhao Minxiu rubbed her daughter's soft hair with her hand, her eyes full of love.

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"Lao Jiang, why don't you call Xiaorou again and ask them if they have set off? The time has passed twelve fifty, it's almost a little bit, the guests haven't come to the door yet, Zhao Minxiu, who has been standing on the windowsill and looking downstairs but didn't see a figure, is as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, walking around, urging her husband to say.

"Xiao Rou has said it, they will come over directly when they are done, what are you urging?" Jiang Yonghua said, but he still stood up and prepared to go to the living room to make a call. The time-consuming stew, the roast, including the two cold dishes, have been made together, and only two or three stir-fried dishes that are not too time-consuming are left.

At this moment, Zhao Minxiu, who had been standing by the window and watching downstairs, suddenly saw a black car driving towards her apartment building, and called her husband, who was about to go to the living room, on the spot, and asked him to wait first. Then, in Zhao Minxiu's condescending gaze, the black Passat stopped in front of his unit building, and soon walked out of the front and back rows of two men and two women, one of them, who is not his daughter Jiang Xiaorou?

Zhao Xiumin was immediately overjoyed, and excitedly Chongjiang Yonghua said: "Hey, hey, Lao Jiang, come and pull! Xiaorou, they are driving back! You go down and pick up the guests-eh, forget it, I'll go downstairs to pick them up." You're a person, a wooden braincase, and you can't speak when you see a guest. Zhao Minxiu chattered, didn't even have time to untie the apron on her waist, and rushed down the stairs.