"How many Hun people are still alive in this world?" Huang Zihua asked curiously.XshuOTXt.CoM

"Many times, I also have the same question as you, how many Hun people are still alive in this world? To be honest, I don't know, it's very likely that I am the last Hun in this world, maybe somewhere will find a large number of Hun people alive, this is all about it, but if you ask me now, I can't answer, because I haven't seen any living Hun people since my grandmother's generation, and the Hun people should have been extinct in this world long ago.

My mother thought the same way at the time, she thought, since there are no more Hun people in this world, then everything she does is not in vain and meaningless. Since it's a meaningless thing, why keep persisting, that kind of life to survive for the will of her own people is too painful, my mother is a very simple person, so she hopes that she will only be herself in this life, to be an ordinary ordinary person.

It's a pity that my mom thinks about the world too simply, my mom gave birth to me not long ago, my dad has a junior outside, is a beautiful and bewitching woman, she is younger than my mom, better than my mom can dress up, the body exudes a charming smell, this smell makes my dad fall into it, can't extricate himself, sometimes, he doesn't even go home once a month, my mom stays in the living room every night, the TV has turned into snowflakes, she still sits upright in front of the sofa, waiting for my dad's return.

And what made my mother sad and disappointed the most was that the woman suddenly came to visit one day, I met my father's junior, she is a very tacky woman, very beautiful, but beautiful with some dust, is the kind of charm that only a dusty woman can have, she is wearing a famous brand, spraying perfume, red high heels, black stockings, walking, her ass twists and turns, and even a little funny, I really don't understand, why my dad likes such a woman.

After my father's junior left, I originally thought that my mother would sit on the sofa and cry bitterly, as if every time she couldn't wait for my father's crying, but this time, my mother didn't cry, she returned to the room, sat in front of the dresser, took out a small red wooden box from the drawer of the dresser, she opened the wooden box, I couldn't help but be stunned, there was a row of wooden combs in the wooden box, these wooden combs were arranged in order from small to large, each wooden comb was very delicate The emperor is mine.

There are palm-sized ones that are suitable for little girls, and there are also red ones with dragons and phoenixes carved on them, which look like the kind of wooden combs used when getting married.

My mom was rubbing each wooden comb little by little, and suddenly, her eyes moistened, she picked up a palm-sized wooden comb at the front, put it in my hand, and then said slowly, baby, help mom comb her hair.

I took a wooden comb to carefully help my mother comb her hair, but when I combed my hair, I knew that because my father was looking for a junior outside, my mother was only in her early thirties, and her hair turned white overnight, and her original black and beautiful green silk was mixed with a strand of white hair, I combed it slowly, raised my head from time to time, and looked at my mother's sleepless and haggard face in the mirror, at that moment, I saw as if it was not my mother at all, but the image of my mother ten years later.

At that moment, I did have such a thought in my heart, that is, my mother is indeed not as good-looking as Xiao San, even if Xiao San has the air of wind and dust on her body, but in the final analysis, she has that kind of youthful vitality, youth and vitality are like hormones, so that men can't break out of the vortex at all.

However, when I was slowly combing my hair, I was shocked to find that the hair on my mother's head had changed from gray to black little by little, her hair was originally dry and lacklustre, but in my hands it gradually became lush and beautiful, and what surprised me even more was that my mother's hair became longer a little bit, originally my mother had long hair with a shawl, and in a blink of an eye it was already long to the waist.

I raised my head and looked at my mother in the mirror, this time I was even more surprised, I saw that the appearance of my mother in the mirror had changed greatly, not that she had completely changed a person, her facial features were still her facial features, the same nose, the same eyes, but she exuded a strange charm all over her body, which made me a child who was just ten years old can't help but be excited.

I was stunned, the combing of my hair in my hand stopped, my mother raised her head, smiled at me, and then picked up the eyebrow pencil on the table, and slowly outlined, her movements were very elegant, not at all like the reckless, enthusiastic, childlike woman who dared to love and laugh before.

After putting on her makeup, my mother went to the closet and found a beautiful blue dress, sprayed some perfume, and then went to the kitchen.

That night, my dad went home for the first time, probably because he heard that the junior came to make trouble, when I was young, divorce was still a very rare thing, at that time, whether a man or a woman, as long as they were divorced, they would have to bear the white eyes and criticism of neighbors and relatives for the rest of their lives, my dad was not so much afraid that the sudden visit of the junior would make my mother emotional, but more afraid of the negative impression brought by my mother's emotional excitement, he didn't want to divorce, in his thoughts, My mother is a soft persimmon that is very good to hold, he has a plan in his heart, the red flag does not fall at home, and the colorful flags flutter outside.

After all, the nature of men is like this, eating what is in the bowl and thinking about what is in the basin. When Aunt Mei said this, she glanced at me with a smile, but I didn't expect this glance to attract the unanimous approval of Qi Peiya and Huang Zihua, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, these three women didn't fight each other before, how could they immediately become good comrades-in-arms in the same camp when they mentioned men.

Aunt Mei said: "My dad pushed the door in, his face was gloomy and ugly, he wanted to give his mother a dismount, he knew that as long as he was fierce, his mother would eventually soften his face, but his father was wrong, the reason why my mother let my father take care of it before was because she still loved my father, but when my mother opened the box of wooden combs, I knew that my mother would not turn back, and her heart for this man was dead."

My dad walked into the kitchen, but when he saw my mom, his face changed dramatically, and I will never forget his expression: shock, puzzlement, and remorse.