Jiang Xia pulled down his face unhappily: "Mom, what do you want, this is my friend's design, and they gave it to me because they trusted me." ”

Zhao Mei's face was stunned, and she also realized that her eating appearance seemed to be a little too ugly.

But with her business acumen, she can realize that this clothing style called cheongsam will inevitably provide a great boost for her cloth village to enter the silk market.

As for Jiang Xia's friend, he is probably an amateur of clothing design, and he can do it with a little money.

Thinking of this, she looked at Jiang Xia and said earnestly: "Xia Xia, tomorrow you ask your friend, whether this cheongsam design is sold or not, let her make a price, as long as it is not too outrageous, our family will buy it." ”

"Mom, don't think about it, it's impossible for my friend to sell it."

Jiang Xia looked at his mother's philistine face, felt very disappointed in his heart, and categorically refused.

This cheongsam was carefully designed by Yu Lingzi for Aunt Lan, how can this filial piety be measured by money?

Zhao Mei was anxious: "How do you know if people don't sell if you don't ask?" ”

"Don't ask, he said before, no matter how much money will not sell, this cheongsam was designed by him for his mother, it is unique in this world, it is his filial piety, can you not use vulgar money to measure."

Jiang Xia was on fire, and for the first time in his life, he yelled at his mother.

Zhao Mei's face turned blue and red for a while, and the anger in her heart suddenly rose, and she roared sharply: "I'm vulgar? It's not that I'm tired and tired, earning the mundane things in your eyes, can you live a worry-free life from childhood to adulthood? As long as you are high, you are high, don't live in the house I bought. ”

"If you don't live, you won't live, I'll go."

Jiang Xia's tears fell, and he ran out crying.

"Bang!"

Liu Guixiang slapped the table in anger, and shouted: "Zhao Mei, hello, you are very good, yes, this is the house you bought, we can't afford to live in it, Xia Xia, come and help your mother-in-law, let's go back to the old house in Tianmen Village now." ”

The old lady was angry, Zhao Mei was frightened, and explained helplessly: "Mom, I didn't mean that......"

"You don't mean that, so what do you mean? I see that you are now in the eye of money, only recognize money and not people, and do you have a little human touch? If it weren't for the difficulties and the thought of me, an old woman, would you come back to take a look? How long have you been back, and you're going to kick your daughter out......"

The old lady beeped and scolded Zhao Mei for being a dog blood sprinkler.

The next generation is not imaginary, let alone her only granddaughter.

It is no exaggeration to say that who dares to bully her good granddaughter, she is really desperate with others, even if she is her own daughter.

What's more, Zhao Mei hasn't been home for almost two years, and as soon as she comes back, she asks her for help, which makes her feel very unhappy.

It's just that it's not easy for her daughter to work hard outside, and no matter how uncomfortable she is, she can only endure it.

But now Zhao Mei actually said that she bought the house, which made her really unbearable.

Without her, can you Zhao Mei be today?

Jiang Xia wiped her tears and secretly glanced at Zhao Mei, who was drooping her head and didn't dare to say a word, feeling both relieved and distressed.

I just quarreled before, and I really didn't want to make such a fuss with my mother.

"Mother-in-law, don't be angry, it's all Xia Xia who is not good, it's Xia Xia who is not sensible, don't be angry, okay."

Jiang Xia hurriedly stepped forward to support Liu Guixiang, who was furious, and comforted her softly.

The old lady patted Jiang Xia's hand kindly, glared at Zhao Mei and reprimanded angrily: "The design draft is the hard work of every designer, if it is you, the well-designed style has been stolen, what will you feel?" I have taught you to be a man with a conscience since I was a child, look at you, what has become of you now? If I knew this, I might as well have drowned in the river at the beginning, what did I do when I gave birth to you......"

"I didn't say embezzlement, I just wanted to spend money to buy it."

Zhao Mei retorted in a low voice unconvinced.

Liu Guixiang looked at her and said with great disappointment: "Zhao Mei, Zhao Mei, you really disappointed me, Xia Xia has already said that the cheongsam was carefully designed by her friend for her mother, this filial piety touches the world, but what about you?" Touched a bit? Are you just thinking about money, money, money, can money really buy filial piety and family affection? ”

Zhao Mei trembled, and finally showed a look of shame.

Over the years, she has been running everywhere for her own business, pulling relationships, running customers, and discussing cooperation......

Working hard to make his career bigger, he wants to be among the upper class, become the largest cloth merchant family, and restore the glory of his mother's family.

This process is very tiring and hard, and even many times I have to beg my grandfather to tell my grandmother.

Slowly, she naturally gave birth to a great psychology of herself, feeling that the good life that her family can live now is all because of her hard work and dedication.

But she ignored the feelings of an old mother.

The old lady is not young anymore, she is over seventy this year, how many years do she have to live?

What she cares about is not money at all, nor is it whether she can restore the glory of the family that it once was.

What she cares about is actually just the company of her relatives.

But she, an unfilial daughter, didn't even come back for the Chinese New Year last year for the sake of business.

I came back this time, not because I missed her, but because I wanted her to help design clothes and solve my dilemma.

This made Zhao Mei ashamed, and knelt on the ground with a puff, crying and apologizing: "Mom, it's my daughter who is unfilial, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Liu Guixiang raised her head, let the overflowing tears flow back into her eyes, and after taking a few deep breaths to calm her emotions, she said seriously: "Mei'er, you have been a smart child since you were a child, you have a great future, your mother will not hold you back, you can rest assured to pursue what you want, but my mother hopes that you will never let fame and fortune blind your mind, in this world, there are too many things, far more important than money." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Zhao Mei, who was kneeling on the ground and crying silently, her old face was full of tiredness, and she squeezed out a smile at Jiang Xia, who was full of fear: "Xia Xia, my grandmother is tired, help my grandmother go back to the room to rest." ”

"Oh!"

Jiang Xia responded obediently and helped Liu Guixiang upstairs to go back to the room to rest.

Halfway up, she stole a glance back.

Seeing that the mother was still on her knees and sobbing softly.

The lonely figure made her feel so distressed.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand a lot.

In the past, she was so well protected by her family that she didn't know about the suffering of the world.

I don't care about anything, and I don't think money is important, so I will say such stupid things about my mother's vulgarity.

She can have a worry-free life now, not because she is very powerful, but because her parents and brothers are carrying the weight for her.