025 who is in love

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"Who's in love?"

As soon as Ming Zhu turned to the door of the martial arts hall, he heard the loud strange screams of the Gu family boy, and he danced to his son, "Poof~~ Xiao Juezhi, are you performing a new dance?" ”

"Oh, Aunt Ming, you're back. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Gu Juezhi was seen by his elders to be funny, and his whole person was about to be petrified, but the upbringing in his bones allowed him to remain polite."

Oh, MYGOD...... Shame on grandma's house!!

"Mom, when did you come back?" Mingcong took a few steps forward and walked directly to the main house with his mother.

There is no chair in the martial arts hall, so let his gentle mother sit on the ground? The thought of this is enough to make him disillusioned, or not to challenge his visual nerves.

"Just came back. Bao Cong, Fauber said you skipped class in the afternoon? Mingzhu stretched her brows and nodded her son's eyebrows and asked softly.

She was dressed in a lavender-length knee-length cheongsam, which made her whole person gentle and charming, and she didn't look like she had a 17-year-old son. The fair skin exposed made her younger, as delicate as a thirty-year-old young woman, and she could be seen to be a divorced woman of nearly forty years old.

"Mom, if you call me Congquan, don't call me by my nickname!" Mingcong hugged her mother and glared at her friend who was snickering on the side.

Mingcong looked at the mother in front of her, her brows were no longer tightly locked, where could she still find gloom in the stretched eyebrows? In her previous life, she must have endured that scumbag father for him. After all, his mother is his wife, and after nearly twenty years of cheating, how could she not find out!

In this life, he will definitely protect his mother.

What's more, my mother never loved my scumbag father. From his mother's last words, he knew what his mother meant. Therefore, he dared to tear apart the cover of his scumbag father as soon as he was reborn.

Anyway, even his mother doesn't need him anymore, what's the use of keeping him?! It's just disgusting.

"Bao Cong, are you disgusted with your mother?" Mingzhu glanced at the kid who was taking care of the family, and asked his son sadly in the blink of an eye.

"Mom, you're thinking too much!" Mingcong is full of black lines, what kind of bad taste is this mother.

"Also, my son is in love, and I must dislike my mother. Otherwise, how could you like any girl without telling the old lady...... "was originally bright and kind-eyed, but in the blink of an eye, it can make Mingcong depressed and panic."

Mingcong glared at Gu Juezhi angrily: It's all your fault!

Gu Juezhi blinked, made a gesture to run away, and didn't dare to raise his head to escape.

He found that since Aunt Ming's divorce, her temperament has become more and more cute!

It's just an elder's play, but it's not so good-looking, if he accidentally pits himself, he can't even find a place to cry!

"Mom, you heard me wrong. People ignore your son, you think too much. Seeing that everyone was gone, Mingcong spread his hands and stated helplessly.

"Huh? Which girl is so clumsy, since she still doesn't look down on my excellent son! Originally, I just wanted to tease my son, but when I heard my son's words, I felt uncomfortable.

It's one thing to dislike your son, it's another thing to be disliked by others! What mother would like someone else's son to dislike her? This time, I don't know who my son's other party is, and my favorability has dropped to the bottom.

Mingcong didn't need to look, and when she heard her mother's dissatisfied tone, she knew that she had misunderstood, and immediately explained, "Mom, it's not a problem that you can't look down on." She is saying, not suitable. The last three words, as if they were going to shoot him, were all aggrieved.

He hadn't talked to anyone for nearly a decade since his mother's death. At this time, his mother was listening, and he felt that he felt better.

"Not suitable?" Mingzhu repeated, but he was thinking in his heart: being able to say these three words shows that he has an idea. It also shows that this girl still has a good impression of her son, but because the family is not equal? That's why I sensibly refused......

Not blind, my son's vision is really good. Rationality has an idea, at least you can look forward to it.

"Hmm."

Mingzhu frowned, her eyes were a little complicated, "That girl, it's not in our circle, right?" ”

If she hadn't divorced yet, she would still be the master of her son's marriage.

But now that her son's surname is Ming, her father also intends to put their mother and son under her aunt's name, so she really doesn't dare to make up her mind about her son's marriage.

"It's not." Ming Cong paused and said, "She is very good." ”

"It's not a question of whether it's good or not. Son, do you know what your grandfather meant? Mingzhu pulled her son to sit in the side hall, and only asked her son after seeing the maid serve tea and leave.

"Yes. My aunt and grandmother promised me that I would marry independently. Mingcong thought about the conditions and promises that his aunt said when he found him last night, and he changed his meaning slightly and ventilated with his mother.

"Oh, that's fine. Since your aunt and grandmother have no opinion, of course your mother hopes that you can choose a girl you really like. ”

Speaking of Qu Ying, the tips of Mingcong's ears were slightly red, and she replied seriously: "Mom, she's fine." ”

"Hey, my son can't help it. Mom hopes that you don't promise lightly and don't let down other people's feelings. The main thing is to be honest with your heart. If the girl really doesn't want to, you shouldn't be too reluctant. ”

Mingzhu has to admit that she is a little jealous. This girl hasn't caught up yet, in the eyes of his son, she is very good, very good, full of idiot language, but the fine tradition of the Ming family has been passed on!

"Mom, I can't let go. I'm not Chen Junjie, I can't be Chen Shimei. If I have decided, I will have it. Mingcong held his mother's right hand, his hand was a little rough, and his heart was a little touched, "Mom, you have to look away." Life in the world, but only a few dozen years, I just want you to be happy and happy. I'll take care of the rest. ”

Because of her weak body since she was a child, her mother has never practiced martial arts at all.

Mingzhu's heart was shocked, and her eyes were a little red and wet, "Baocong is big, I will feel sorry for my mother, and I will help my mother make up her mind." The little Bao Cong has really grown up to be a handsome boy, and he already has a girl he likes, and his mother is happy and sad. Time flies, Bao Cong, Mom knows what you mean......"

Mingcong was hurt internally, "Mom, can you call it a nickname?" "--Mother was deliberately teasing him, right?!

"Poof, okay, okay, mom will call you Congquan in the future, okay? Just like it so much, the words your aunt gave you? Sure enough, you really have the friendship of grandchildren! Mingzhu sighed: The world is impermanent.

Back then, my aunt just came casually and robbed my father of the opportunity to mention words. Sometimes, fate is so magical, it's just a temporary idea, it can be said that 'there is a time in life, and there must be in the end'.

Cong Quan is really destined to be his aunt's grandson.

"Indeed." Myeong-cong agreed.