"Son, did you send this love letter?"

The proprietress Xuanhua stretched out her hand and pulled the sleeve of her handsome son, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask.

There are some things and some people who stay in what happened and refuse to leave, let the cruelty of time slip by, and are still reluctant to forget her.

The proprietress Xuan Hua raised her eyebrows slightly, how sad her son was when she fell out of love half a year ago.

Half a year ago?

The proprietress Xuan Hua turned her head to look at her wife on the side, only to see a slightly ugly back of her head with occasional flower hair.

Half a year ago, my son was convulsive, and suddenly began to pay them food money every month, 300 per month.

It's money earned from odd jobs.

She was so distressed that she almost wiped her tears, in the nineties when chickens and dogs were diligent and short of food and money, she and her wife got up early and sold tofu greedily, and they couldn't earn more than 400 yuan a month.

Son, what a lot of hardship did it take to earn 300 yuan?

She said with a crying voice, although your father and I are a little bitter, but we uphold the family style of diligence and thrift, and life can be passable, so you can study hard and don't go to work.

Although they don't earn much, they are also considered medium in the comparison of their neighbors.

She remembered that at that time, her son was smiling, and he was twenty years old.

It's a man, and you can't eat any hardship, not to mention that you don't have to work hard.

Parents raised their two siblings and provided them with education and college, and their parents worked the hardest.

Also, I was ignorant before, and I didn't appreciate their hard work and spent money lavishly.

After that, all the money for odd jobs every month was handed over.

Her nose was sore, tears were falling, and she handed the money to her son.

My son is also older, and he has reached the age of a virgin, so keep this money for his own use, they can still make money.

Who knows, the son grinned, pushed the money over again, and smiled, this is handed over, filial piety to his parents, as for the virgin, he doesn't consider it for the time being.

At the end, I added that even if I find a girlfriend later, I won't reach out to my family to ask for money.

When the winter vacation was coming, I suddenly cramped all over the world to find them, telling them that in the future, don't go to the countryside to sell tofu, just go to their Jingyun Master gate to set up a stall to do business.

She and her wife looked at each other twice and disagreed.

There are three hardships in life, beating iron and supporting boats to sell tofu.

They can't let the alumni know that they are so good, and their son, who gets scholarships every year and turns them in every time, has a father and mother who sell tofu.

However, the son insisted on his opinion, yes, the left and right are all taken care of, and he can go to business as soon as the winter vacation is over.

In the future, he doesn't have to come and go in the wind and rain, and he doesn't have to worry about being afraid, at least he can see it.

Besides, my sister also went to the provincial capital to study at university.

Well, she and her wife are combined, and it is reasonable.

It seems that the son is grown up!

The only condition is that the son cannot confess his relatives in public.

The son smiled and nodded, okay.

Later, at her son's repeated insistence, she and her wife came to Jingyun to open a stall of interesting tofu and started a business.

Business is surprisingly good!

She and her wife also thought about choosing the two most handsome from those young and beautiful girls to introduce to their son.

As a result, I picked and chosen, and the most handsome one was picked, and I had been brewing for a month and a half to increase the volume without increasing the price, and I didn't have time to export it to my son, but I staged the play in front of me.

I'll go. Where is this not considered, there is no girlfriend, it is clear that I am hurt by love.

The proprietress Xuan Hua looked at her son, her nose began to sour again, and she hurriedly turned her head to the other side.

glanced at the heartless white face again, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the catch on the board again.

Where did this heartless white face come from?

What a good choice for Zhu Yan's daughter-in-law!

is not only handsome, but also caring, and knows that he wants his son to do odd jobs to earn money to subsidize the family.

What a way to run a family!

No, she wants to represent justice and clean up that heartless white face.

"Mom, is your story over?"

Liu Ruixuan looked at his pulled sleeves, looked up and looked at his mother's hand again.

Fortunately, he was held down.

Alas, this pair of uneasy parents, all the past, can touch the knife.

Since he grew up, what he has seen the most is that his mother is playing catch, and Lao Tzu is stupid on the side.

In the next second, the capture was taken down, and the moment he was captured, he kissed his mother on the cheek, and then, his mother stared at him, and led the two brothers and sisters to their grandmother's house to see the mountains and rivers and scenery.

However, grandma's house was too close, and after a cup of tea, his own Lao Tzu chased after him.

In fact, sometimes, he also wonders if it were him, would he marry such a stupid woman who likes to play tricks, but is always arrested.

As a result, the answer is obvious, he would.

Playing catch, showing affection, watching a pair of children grow up slowly, living the most ordinary and happy life.

He also hopes to meet a girl who is in love with him, just right, and that girl also has affection for him, and lives a happy life that belongs to them.

He thought he had met, met the right person at the right time.

The time and place are favorable, at that time, Zhu Yan's side, no, the existence of boys!

We met again in the afternoon two weeks later, when the sun was still shining and the spring breeze was still mild.

In the afternoon reading room, he sat by the window, reading the ancient dragon Wen Ruian with the warm sunlight.

The gentle sunshine was so warm that it made people feel lazy, he squinted slightly, looked up, looked at it and lay down on the reading table.

I don't know how long it was, but he woke up from his sleep and shook his sore neck.

I haven't been to the reading room for a long time, and I really don't get used to it, but I fell asleep with all my heart.

Looking at the few young men and women around him, he suddenly remembered the blue and white shadow.

He got up slightly, smiled and looked out the window, it was April, and the sun was shining through the windowpane, sprinkling the warmth of the ground.

Looking out through the glass window on the second floor, a familiar figure came from far and near, surrounded by three or four chaotic colors, and walked straight into the door of the first floor of the library building at his feet.

Zhu Yan is here!

He got up immediately, left in an instant, and brought the book on the table with a snap, and fell on the Lin with a snap, attracting the eyes of a handful of men and women around.

He hurriedly bent down to pick it up, grabbed his schoolbag in one hand, and rushed out of the stairs with the ancient dragon Wen Ruian in the other.

When he was about to run out of the door on the second floor, he suddenly calmed down when he caught a glimpse of the old man at the door who was leaning out of his front teeth to check his student ID card and reading card.

The second floor is the only way to the third and fourth floors.

He glanced at the old man who was staring at him fixedly, sneered, raised his hand to comb his hair that was not too long, and floated to the bookshelf on the side, pretending to be looking for a book, staring at the door, not daring to be distracted at all.

As the footsteps and laughter approached, Zhu Yan came.

He quietly stared at her from entering the door to checking the card, and then walked to the bookshelf inside, he was like a robot, turning around mechanically and moving, not far away and pretending to find the book, until, Zhu Yan took the book and sat down in the place where he was originally sitting.

Ahem, it's fate.

He took the ancient dragon Wen Ruian and walked over, walked two steps, turned back, stuffed the book into his schoolbag, walked to the bookshelf where Zhu Yan took the book just now, in the same position, took out a book, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help coughing lightly.

Zhu Yan actually watched "History of Western Music"!

That's the content of his professional course.

Could it be that they are a department?

He jumped for joy, took the book and walked over.

Sitting down, in front of the left at an angle of forty degrees, sat with a low pink neck, a slender hand slightly raised, and a light smile and a peaceful Zhu Yan!

Across a table, I looked up and saw her.

That bright smile is like the warm sunshine outside the window......

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