Chapter 22: A False World

On 14 February, it turned cloudy

I must have had a fake Valentine's Day. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Brush the circle of friends to see others post gifts, show affection, watch others deceive themselves, cover their ears and steal the bell, say that the festival is not with the right person, Valentine's Day is celebrated every day, and the "ill-intentioned" merchants say that life needs a sense of ritual, and there is no upper limit to romance, and watch parenting chicken soup under the banner of the original family to say that the best education for men for their children is to love their wives...... BALABALABALA.......

I think how can I be abandoned by such a happy festival, and then according to the child is the little lover of the parents, I took my mother to the county seat Western restaurant to have a foreign meal to celebrate the foreign festival. The Valentine's Day package I ordered, and the holiday gift package I sent, waiter's face was full of hesitation, and I wanted to stop talking a few times, but I insisted on being calm, thinking that you would just be Lala when we were the two of us!

Until the hand opened the gift bag, took out the scented candles, took out the couple bracelet, took out the rose bag, and finally took out two sets!

Then my mother quietly finished eating the steak with peace of mind, put down the knife and fork and wiped the corners of her mouth elegantly, patiently watched me finish eating, and then began to talk about the safety knowledge without blushing and heartbeat......

I didn't listen to a word, my heart was full of Fu Yuanhui's emojis---- happiness came so suddenly! Is it really true? Mom is so open? Who knows what I'm going through? I am such a hooligan? Mom, you have also used the power of the wilderness, without reservation! En, I am very satisfied......

At this age, my mother has already begun the contradictions of menopause.

In my first college vacation, I spent my mother's conflict.

Sleep lazy, my mother will knock on the door, you still sleep after three poles in the sun, and you are not afraid to leave relatives to laugh at you?

When I got up early in the morning, my mother muttered, why don't you sleep for a while? I'm making a noise for you?

When I went out to meet my classmates, my mother called to chase the soul, and when I came back, I didn't go home, and I became a wild girl?

Nesting at home to watch three lives and three lives, my mother dislikes it, stays at home to chase dramas, and lives as a housewife at a young age?

Drilling in the kitchen to help wash the dishes, my mother was full of disdain, go and be clumsy and don't drop the bowl for me!

Lying on the sofa and watching TV, my mother is fried again, the eldest girl's family can't do any housework, how to find her in-laws in the future!

So I'm having a fake mom? Is this a fake winter vacation?

What kind of fake world is this?

Well, I understand this as the pampering of single mothers, the nowhere to place the baby daughter, it is really the fear of melting in the mouth, the fear of falling on the head, and it is not right to put it anywhere; I understand this as the loneliness of the empty nest mother, and the waste of most of the year finally ushered in the return of the girl, and I always can't help but touch, to "pick thorns", to teach, to domesticate.

Mom, why don't you get a dog? I told my mom, and she shook her head and waved her hand, it was so bad, it was so annoying.

Mom, why don't you find another wife? I said this sentence in my heart, I haven't had the courage to say it, I don't know why I don't have the courage, anyway, I just don't. But Mom, I won't stop me if you want to.

I hope that when I leave again, there will be another person for me who will make you despise and dislike, someone who will sit on the sofa and watch TV, and someone who will take off his apron and sit next to you and embroider cross-stitch, and another person who will read at the desk and read the computer and let you quietly send you a plate of cut apples.

In this way, loneliness and loneliness are fake.