Seeing Su Mu's figure disappear on the stairs, Su Mu's mother pulled the corners of her mouth and turned her head, looked at Su Xiaoli with a serious expression and said, "Xiaoli, when you grow up and get married in the future, don't give birth to a son, otherwise, you will be so angry that you will vomit blood anytime and anywhere." ”

"Oh...... But Mom, you don't seem to vomit blood......" Su Xiaoli stared at the corners of Su Mu's mother's mouth for a long time with a pair of big black and white eyes, and said with some hesitation.

“……”

Su Mu's mother stiffened, and said to Su Xiaoli with some embarrassment: "Mom, this is a metaphor, mainly used to describe that it is not easy to raise a son, anyway, you don't have a son." ”

"Okay." Su Xiaoli nodded obediently, and after a while, he raised his head and asked her, "That...... Is it up to you to decide whether to have a son or not? ”

"Uh...... This ......" Su Mu's mother was suddenly asked by Su Xiaoli, "It seems that you can't decide this." ”

"What if I give birth to a son in the future?" Su Xiaoli continued to ask.

"That'...... I can only raise him hard......"

"Then I'm going to be so angry with him that I'm vomiting blood?"

"This ...... Look at your creation. ”

"What is Creation?"

"Creation is ......" Su Mu's mother was caught off guard by her series of questions, and quickly changed the topic and said: "What, you just said that there is a young lady in the school who wrote a love letter to your brother, so have you seen that love letter?" ”

"See." Su Xiaoli nodded, and replied to her very seriously: "It's a love letter enveloped in a red letter, and at first my brother thought it was an invitation from the young lady to her." ”

"That'...... What is written in a love letter? Tell your mom about it. Su Mu's mother squatted in front of Su Xiaoli and asked her with a gossipy expression.

"Hmm...... There seem to be a lot of four-character idioms...... I don't know any words, and it's hard to remember. Su Xiaoli thought about it carefully and shook his head.

"And what does that love letter probably mean?" After listening to Su Xiaoli's answer, Su Mu's mother felt a little disappointed, hey, her daughter is still too young, she is only in the second grade, and there are too many words she doesn't know.

Su Xiaoli blinked her eyes, and said with a ruddy little mouth: "Probably that the young lady has been thinking about it for a long time in order to write love letters, and others say that her brother is not good, so she thinks her brother is good......"

Ha??

Su Mu's mother couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she heard her description.

What kind of love letter is this, this kind of love letter is not interesting at all, is it...... Anyway, little girl, you can also describe your affection for others.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Su Xiaoli looked at the disgusted look on his mother's face, and couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing." Su Mu's mother shook her head, and continued to pack her luggage while saying: "This kind of love letter, the level is not high, Xiaoli, my mother told you, if you write a love letter in the future, don't write it according to this routine." ”

"So how should I write it??" Su Xiaoli's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he looked at Su Mu's mother and asked.

"Well, let's write about what you like about each other, use metaphors appropriately, such as liking each other's eyes, liking each other's noses, and then summarize how much you like him!"