Song Yaping didn't control herself in the end, and criticized Xia Dao:

"I don't know, I think you're busier than your dad. A person who writes something, whether he has a literary style or not has already taken shape. That literary thing, unlike professional technology, relies on rote memorization, you have to have understanding, and you have a wide range of knowledge, you can do it, this is still learning. ”

"Well, yes, Mom, you drink water." Summer looked down and continued to look at what she was doing.

Summer admires myself a lot now. How much I love to talk about everything, I was honed by my mother-in-law, and I became the character of hob meat.

It's really not bad for her, I can't carefully analyze my mother-in-law's words, and if I listen to it in my heart, I will be blocked. Only when she really can't listen to it anymore, she really can't bear it, so she will pretend that she doesn't understand anything and choke Song Yaping.

Song Yaping didn't pay attention to her in the summer, so she could only bow her head and continue to read the newspaper. After only five minutes, I looked up at the clock time, got up and stood in front of the mirror in the living room closet, looking left and right, and sighed very deeply. At least Summer heard.

Summer looked up at Song Yaping, let Song Yaping catch this look, and quickly asked Summer: "Do you think I have a lot of gray hair recently?" At the end of the meeting today, there were some people chatting and talking. ”

Summer tilted her neck to take a closer look, and nodded sincerely: "A little but not much, much less than my mother's." "Something continued to be written on the coffee table.

Song Yaping said to Summer: "Today someone else gave me a bottle of hair dye cream, saying that it was brought back from the magic capital. It's quite rare, so I brought it home. ”

Summer nodded without raising his head: "Well, well, then you have the kung fu to dye." ”

"You're that busy?" Song Yaping was not happy. Will you listen to people, how did you grow up so stupid?

Xia sat up and reported her situation to Song Yaping very seriously:

"Mom, the military newspaper has a column for me. Although it is in the corner, it is an opportunity that cannot be missed for newcomers like me.

If I pass every piece of writing, I can show up and report it often. I don't want to miss this opportunity, there will be no store in this village after this village. ”

It is rare to speak to Song Yaping in the summer with a serious and strict attitude. Song Yaping nodded, signaling that she understood. Turn around and walk towards the bedroom.

When Song Yaping closed the door and returned to the house, Xia frowned and looked at the closed door. I filtered out the conversation I just had. He glanced down at the material in his hand. put on the coffee table, got up and knocked on Song Yaping's door.

After knocking twice, he opened the door by himself, and his little head leaked in first: "Mom, I'll dye your hair?" ”

Song Yaping replied a little awkwardly: "Aren't you busy?" Don't miss that opportunity. ”

Summer completely pushed open the door and walked in. Standing in front of Song Yaping, he behaved: "I'm not busy, I'm not busy." You're the dean. Image issues are much more important than the ones I have at hand. Nothing is worth it. ”

Song Yaping couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth, got up and went to the bag to rummage the hair cream, but replied with an unfriendly attitude: "Will you?" I suspect you haven't seen it. If only the old is here. I don't need you. ”

Summer has a good attitude and giggles: "I won't teach you." After teaching once, I don't need Aunt Yu. I come, I am careful. "I feel really good about myself.

……

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, one sitting on a square stool in the living room, and the other standing with hair dye cream. It was a few minutes of harmony......

"Oh, in the summer, you wiped my ears, this thing is not easy to wash."

"Oh, I'll pay attention."

"You kid, my forehead is on again. How ugly it would be if it couldn't be washed off. ”

"I can't see the front, I'll wipe it for you."

The stupid Ka Ka finally wiped it out, and the summer breathed a sigh of relief, she was really dyeing someone else's hair for the first time, no one before, and now she has no money, take a look at the hair dye bottle in her hand, and save money to buy a few bottles for her mother to send.

Song Yaping looked at the mirror and summarized: "In the past, it took you Aunt Yu more than 20 minutes to wipe it off for me, but you are fast, but you are really foolish." ”

She's not criticizing, she's just verbose, and she talks a lot with Summer.

Song Yaping didn't wait for Xia to swear to be more careful next time, and suddenly sighed: "In a blink of an eye, I'm old, and I have to rely on dyeing my hair." ”

After thinking about it, he smiled again, and smiled quite satisfied: "But Bo Xuan has a family, and the pavilion is about to be old, so I'm not going to be old." You, a few years old, our family has that condition, you should wear it. ”

Summer has been a meter away from Song Yaping, standing behind Song Yaping, she can see the satisfied expression on Song Yaping's face, and also see Song Yaping's sincerity when she persuades her to wear more beautiful clothes in the mirror.

"Mom, you're not old. Your beauty is the maturity of time, the wisdom of experiencing life, and the charm of intellectual beauty and motherly heart from the inside out. If you don't believe it, if you ask Ye Boxuan, he will definitely answer that my mother is the most beautiful. ”

There is no woman who doesn't like to listen to praise, especially the last sentence of summer, which is completely sweet to Song Yaping's heart.

Song Yaping sneered and laughed: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll boil water and wash my hair myself in a while, you go and learn, I want to see if there is you in that column, whether there is you in Zhou Zhou." ”

As soon as Song Yaping finished speaking, the phone rang, and the continuous phone ringing made Song Yaping and Xia excited at the same time.

Song Yaping ran over with a trot to pick it up first, and Xia stood next to her.

"Hello? Feed? Is it a sister-in-law? ”

Song Yaping shook her head at Xia, and then turned around and asked in a low voice, "Zhixin?" Why are you calling so late? ”

"Uh......h Sister-in-law, mom she, mom she, the doctor said mom...... Woo...... Sister-in-law, I beg you, save Mom. ”

Song Yaping heard her sister-in-law Ye Zhixin's voice a moment ago, not her husband and son's phone call, and spoke in a relaxed tone.

And in the summer, not far from the phone, the ears are very good, and I listened to a rough idea. His expression became nervous. Standing next to the phone, I was a little at a loss.

Song Yaping pretended to be calm, and her tone was very stern to stop Aunt Ye's cry Ye Zhixin: "Zhixin, you speak well!" What's wrong with Mom? ”

Ye Boxuan's second uncle Ye Zhixing snatched the phone and asked Song Yaping very quickly:

"Sister-in-law, my mother is now having difficulty breathing and coughing up blood, and she was diagnosed with pulmonary infarction by the local hospital, and the situation is very serious. We will set off with the doctor immediately, sister-in-law, you can watch and arrange it. See you at the hospital in a moment. ”

At the critical moment, Ye Zhixing held back his grief and hung up the phone after briefly explaining the situation.

Song Yaping hung up the phone and suddenly stood up and wanted to go out, but she got up too violently, and suddenly her body shook, and she scared Xia so much that she rushed over and hugged Song Yaping.

Song Yaping leaned on the sofa with her forehead covered, and pointed her finger at the bag hanging on the hanger.

Song Yaping's face instantly lost blood, and her tears were scared out in the summer, well, she nodded in response and ran over to get the bag.

Sitting in front of Song Yaping in the summer, she began to flip. found a small bottle, Song Yaping took it with cold fingers, and poured out the pills and stuffed them into her mouth without counting. It took two minutes to take the water handed over by Summer...... (To be continued......)

PS: Say important things three times at 19:00 in the evening of the third watch......

Recommend a friend's masterpiece "Reborn Fierce Girl Aoba" to go to ancient times to farm, please see how little Aoba gets rich and fights at home, vowing to grasp both hands and be hard with both hands.