Mother grabbed the door that the girl had just opened and was about to turn back by force, then looked back at me, leaned her back against the door, pulled me to her side, and fastened the top button of my shirt with both hands. I craned my neck slightly, but the temperature of my mother's hands still touched my chin, thin and soft, it was a different feeling.

For so many years, I have always maintained the habit of wearing a shirt with the top button fastened, and this habit came from my mother. I wanted to find a word to describe how my mother felt when she tied the button for me at the door of Cao's house that day, and when I searched for it, it seemed that only the words warmth and love could cover all I wanted to say.

After my mother fastened my buttons, she ran her hand through the folds of my clothes. When she finished taking care of the details of my line, she nodded with satisfaction and said to herself: "Well, this is what Cao Muxi should look like." ”

My mother's words have been haunting my ears since I woke up. Later, after I experienced the pinnacle of my life, I once read this sentence to someone in a drunken glow. I asked with a curling tongue, "What did my mother mean by that?" The friend's answer was like waking up a person from a dream.

He said, "Actually, you should be glad that you have such a great mother. Because, in her eyes, Cao Muxi should be a kind of person who lives with a sense of ritual in her own mediocre world. To put it simply, there is a degree of desire, and what is already there, and strive to be not mediocre. This is what your mother expects from you for the rest of your life. As a result, you let her down. ”

My friend was right, and I almost did the opposite of everything my mother expected. I still remember that when my mother was talking to herself, there was still a lot of expectation in her eyes. But what's the use of expectation? I myself blocked my way, don't say mother, when lust is greedy, all famous sayings and aphorisms are nonsense.

I then followed her into the courtyard.

My mother held my hand all the time. I don't know which of the two of us had sweaty palms, the two hands that were connected together, and they were stained with sweat. No matter how hard I fought with my mother outside the Cao family, the moment I stepped into the courtyard wall, every brick I stepped on felt like a declaration. I was a little nervous, I was afraid to go in and say the wrong thing, I was afraid to go in and do the wrong thing, I was afraid that someone would ask me something and not be able to answer it, and I was even more afraid of seeing my biological father treat me badly.

As a result, the scared, all happened.

Mother hadn't said a word since she entered the walls of the fairytale palace of Cinderella and the Prince. I couldn't tell my mother's words if she was as nervous as I was, but I sensed everything with the strength of my hand.

It's a short road, but it has stepped out of the sense of distance of the British royal estate. In the conversation later, I realized that my mother's nervousness was because she was afraid that they would not like me and would not allow me to enter Cao's house.

When approaching the door, there are a few steps. I was nervous, so I fell headlong on it. So, the two knees of the white school uniform pants that my mother specially changed for me in the morning were dirty and super obvious. My mother hurriedly squatted down and shook the dust off my pants vigorously, but to no avail.

This sudden fall made me stand still and be stupid. While my mother and I were busy working on the front steps, the door opened.

The door was opened by a maid, about 50 years old, with a green plaid apron tied around her waist and a blue-gray dress. She opened the door and saw us with a big smile. This made me feel a lot more comfortable, at least, the maid was so hospitable, and the host must have been very good and educated. Hehe.

My mother politely returned the salute, smiled awkwardly, and led me into the house in a hurry.

This house has three floors. The door is not big, but when you walk in, it is extremely luxurious. The names of many items were known after staying in the Cao family for a long time. The shelves of the house are so high that the first thing that catches my eye when I enter the door is the big chandelier that feels like it can fall at any moment.

I stared straight at the chandelier as I walked into the house, when suddenly the soles of my feet went limp, and I hurriedly took several steps back. When I looked again, I realized that it was the carpet that I stepped on softly just now. My panicked appearance caused a burst of laughter in the huge room. I looked and found that it was the girl who had just opened the door. She was hiding behind the couch and snickering.

I was a little angry inside, but I couldn't help it. It is said that money has a blatant effect, and I just lack the money to strengthen the courage.

The maid who opened the door for us said politely to the mother, "Wait a minute, the old lady and the eldest young master will go downstairs in a moment." The mother whispered softly, and it was kind of a reply.

I asked my mother in a very small voice, "Why is there still a young master?" What age is it? ”

My mother grabbed my hand and frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, big families all follow traditions, and no matter how much the environment changes, the rules left by the ancestors cannot be changed." Stop talking. ”

I groaned.

My mother and I stood like two fools in the middle of the great hall, nervous and cramped, and we didn't dare to move. After waiting for a while, the servant brought two glasses of water for us to sit on, and my mother and I politely declined. Just when I was waiting impatiently, the sound of a group of people laughing and talking suddenly came from the top of the stairs. My mother and I hurriedly looked up to see how lively the men and women were. At this time, the mother was obviously more nervous, and after she glanced at it, she hurriedly lowered her head, and then looked left and right, as if she was looking for something.

The crowd was quickly seated, and my mother and I were in the crowd, more like circus clowns, and of course, unskilled in posture.

The first person to speak was the old lady, my grandmother.

"It's coming! Who is this little girl next to you? Come closer, I'll see! After hearing this, the mother hurriedly said, "Yes, yes." ”

Grandma's words are mixed with a northeastern flavor, which sounds even worse in Nanjing.

I staggered forward. I stopped at a distance from my grandmother, bowed my head slightly, and walked forward, backward. Although on the way here, I was still overjoyed that my childhood shallow princess dream was about to come true, but, Ye Gong, after all, is just a good dragon.

Grandma suddenly stretched out her hand, waved it, and said to me with a smile, "Come, let grandma see how tall you have grown?" ”

I jerked my head up because of the "Grandma! ”

I looked back at my mother, whose expression was hollow, bloodless, let alone eye contact with me. I was confused.

When my grandmother called me over for the second time, I took a few more steps forward with heavy steps. As soon as my grandmother put her hand on my arm, the woman sitting on a couch said in a particularly authentic soft voice: "Ahhh Mother, this girl is the relative you said you wanted to come to my house to borrow! Tut-tut~ Look, he looks really white, not worse than us at all. Speaking of which, it's still the water and soil in this Jiangnan place~ Have you come to Nanjing for a few years, tsk~ The bitter forest in the northeast is all seen~"

Relatives? Fellow? What's the situation? I turned around again and tried to ask my mother for help, but who knows, my mother looked worse than me in the corner of the sofa where she had just been seated.