Since you can't vent your dissatisfaction with your daughter-in-law. I had to focus on the customer. Don't get me wrong. Uncle An is not the kind of careless person who pushes his own God of Wealth outward. Anyway, the uncle doesn't do anything else. It's bragging.

But there is still that mouth that is not well received. Huh. Lao An. Your proprietress is cleaning up so beautifully today. Why go.

There are regular customers who estimate the recent time period. High school and primary schools are the end of the semester. are all in a nest of winds to catch Boer's parent-teacher conference. That's the strength of this couple. What can I do at this time? The heart says. It's broken. You shouldn't have asked your boss that. As soon as I asked, the eldest brother must have opened the conversation. It can't be closed for a while.

Really. The customer's voice fell. It is exactly what Comrade Lao An wants. It's a waiting lead. Start blowing immediately. My daughter-in-law is going to hold a parent-teacher meeting for our girl today. Our girl is a sophomore in high school this year, isn't it? It's not like you're in the middle of high school. It's time for the arts and sciences to be classified. Schools require parents to go wherever they can.

So some customers were curious. Say you can go. Then why don't you go?

Uncle An's jaw was raised. And for good reason. Let's do it. Honestly. Isn't it inseparable from people to buy and sell. Second, what about it. Our children really don't need to worry about the two of us. You said. Everyone has their own ideas. As parents, we also have to fully respect the opinions of our children.

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Uncle Ann was busy bragging at home. Ms. Li opened the door and got on the bus. It didn't take long to get to the gate of No. 1 Middle School. I just wanted to stand at the school gate. With a feeling of relief and pride, they are the only provincial key gate in Jinling City. Their girl. That's it. Coldly swept it over. And a head popped out of the gate. It's his girl.

Get. it. A baby girl from his family. I don't have the interest to continue to appreciate the gate of No. 1 Middle School. I saw my daughter like a bird. Gently ran towards himself. Ms. Li's attention was focused on her daughter.

"Mom. You're so early. As soon as An Ran ran to his mother's side, he immediately snuggled up. Both hands skillfully hugged Li Caifeng's arm. Head tilted. The head was on my mother's shoulder. As if no one else was around, they began to be coquettish.

Li Caifeng's other hand pinched the thick down jacket on her daughter's body. The mouth was very disgusted with "harshness". "yes. Thankfully, I got early. Or you'll run outside early and freeze. Wait until I arrive. I also carried the villain's ice cream to your class for a parent-teacher meeting. ”

The tone sounded quite majestic. The face is also full of like that. Pity. The loving smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden. It's no wonder that An Xiaoran cares. Again. She didn't know her mother's temper yet. I don't know how happy I am when she comes out to greet her. Stubbornly propped up his mouth and pretended to care. This is a typical "tsundere".

"Oops, Mom. Did I miss you? "Reborn all these years. Enron is now proficient in spoiling. Especially recently. This young lady has made up her mind to be true and true. Put your money where your mouth is. Knowledge and action are one. The soul and ** must be steadfastly re-walked after a youthful road. It's even more shameless. This entry-level meaty talk comes with your mouth open.

Of course, being a mother is nothing wrong with being a daughter. Raise your hand and slap it to castrate ferociously. In the end, it landed gently on her back. At the end, I have to rub two handfuls. "Hmm. Just your mouth. This is sweet. Who got it from? ”

To say that Ms. Li is a mother. And she is a very traditional and conservative mother. I wouldn't make fun of my daughter's physical intimacy with her boyfriend. This "contagion" refers to 100% of the meaning of "contagion" bad habits in the normal sense.

But someone heard that. Immediately, I felt a little weak-hearted. But his gaze began to wander. Half of his face began to glow faintly red.

Someone's brain has always been fast and efficient when it comes to brain supplementation. directly extended his mother's joke from the normal sense of "contagion". How do you get the sweetness of one person's lips on another's lips?

This brings us to the question of discipline.

Ms. Lee's discipline is obviously very upright and upright.

Someone's Discipline...... Hehe......

When someone was making fun of his mother. Such a picture came to mind almost reflexively. A certain foodie is eating candy. It is naturally sweet in the mouth. Then she just leaned in. A little closer. Approach. Closer. The moment when the four lips were about to approach. A voice in someone's head suddenly shouted "Ka". An Xiaoran woke up. A slap on the head. The direction of the brain supplement is off.

It's over, it's over. I was really infected. Infected by a rogue element. And the infection is not light.

An Xiaoran bent forward in frustration in someone's heart. Then he suddenly raised his head. There was a long howl towards the sky. Plunged your head into the sand pit at once. Pouting his ass and being an ostrich. Pinch this one. Don't broadcast.

The upright and upright Li Caifeng walked into the school gate of No. 1 Middle School. I couldn't help but look around. Although this is not the first time she has come to No. 1 Middle School for a parent-teacher conference. But counting this time, it's only two times. At this time, the place where my daughter reads all day long. Freshness everywhere. For a while, it was naturally not left to a certain person who was already deeply infected. The strangeness of undisciplined elements whose thoughts have deviated.

An Ran saw his mother's penetrating gaze, and was busy sweeping the surrounding environment in all directions. I was greatly relieved.

Time. There is still a long way to go before the parent-teacher conference. The mother and daughter discussed. I decided to take a tour of the campus of No. 1 Middle School.

The principal of No. 1 Middle School. The territory is large. It has been remodeled by generations of principals. Additional. Expansion. Each building is deeply rooted in its time. Many places are due to their age. It has gradually become idle. A detailed look at the past. It's a bit tight on time. An Ran decided to take her mother to pick up the things she usually did. And honestly. Li Caifeng's place of activity for those who are not daughters. No matter how brilliant it is. She didn't catch a cold at all. Love House. and the black on the house. When I came to Ms. Li, it was obviously the other way around. Aiwu. and the House of Woosha.

As a mother's beloved crow. Enron didn't have a clear goal to browse. I didn't make any browsing routes. It's completely casual. She's not usually an adventurous person anyway. I am also interested in the corners of the school. That's just a few places to go about your day-to-day activities.

Of course. One of some peculiar. The representative places are still to be visited by my mother. Like what. The civil official in one of them got off the sedan chair. The "dismounted monument" of the military attache dismounting. A small on-campus museum located in the corner of the lobby of the school's library. A glorious history in one by one. One of those old pictures of history. Take a look at the old objects that have countless stories behind them. Take a seat with my mother in front of the long window of the reading room. Soak up the sun. Mother and daughter share a cup of honey grapefruit tea poured from the thermos kettle they carry with them. Snuggle up and say intimate words. Sit for a while. Then come out of the gallery. Passing by several small supermarkets on campus. Bypass the pine forest. Ran to the club room of their literary club.

To talk about the evidence. Compared with Wu Zerong, a completely academic nerd, and Chu Feifei, a humanoid search engine. Enron is all sighing to himself. But these two. One is more sleepy when it comes to telling a story than reading a letter of the law. Torture. The other is to cherish ink like gold. Lack of Yaxing. I didn't have the interest of taking people around the garden to talk about gossip at all. And it's rare that it's still a poisonous tongue-type sharpness. Lacks that kind of eloquent detail.

Enron may be one of those clumsy people in front of strangers. But when it comes to his mother, he can speak quite in the vernacular. And by the two of them although they don't want to talk in the vernacular. But they all pretend to be the edification of friends of the history of the real history. All kinds of stories and gossip in the stomach are at your fingertips. mixed with those little stories and jokes of himself and his friends, I told them to my mother one by one. What is the mighty and domineering of the old principal of No. 1 Middle School. The great achievements of the Principal of History. Celebrity anecdotes from past alumni. It's summer. The shaded meadow where she and Chu Feifei and several other friends went on a recess date. Which supermarket proprietress loves to tell bad jokes. Which supermarket owner will do business. I like to give people a small change...... Wait a minute. I heard Li Caifeng really relish.

The speaker said with a fluttering eyebrow. Or because the people who listened to it were particularly popular. Even if it's a professional gold medal tour guide. It wouldn't work any better. Because for Li Caifeng. It's not for my daughter's sake. Don't say it's a middle school. Even Peking University and Tsinghua University are just an ordinary school. Those glorious school histories that can constantly scare one by one when they are told in detail. It's just history. And what does that splendor have to do with her? There is no sense of involvement. It's just a "great" exclamation. But because of all this, I have a relationship with my daughter. It was only then that they really entered her heart. Lived. There was color. Even the people in the yellowed old photographs seem to be more than respectable. And cute. Every grass and tree here feels intimate. Even a grain of sand is different from sand anywhere else. Good.

Although the browsing route of wandering around with my mother is more casual. But it can't be completely said that her school visit with her mother was a whim. She was still premeditated. It's just that this premeditation was predicted relatively late. This morning, when I left the house, I started to "prepare". If only earlier. Presumably she would have planned more thoroughly.