"Mom, you really can't delay your eyes like this any longer!" It is said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is difficult, but it has never happened to Jiang Shijin's mother and grandmother.

The family is harmonious, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are no different from the mother and daughter. Especially after the uncle died early, and the aunt returned to her parents' house with the child, the mother seemed to have an extra sister.

The old mother knew in her heart that her eyes were already very serious, and she knew that her current appearance made her children worried, but after living for such an old age, her idea was also very right: "I know what my own body is, so don't talk about it anymore you two." ”

"Mom, you can embroider, you can't just hide from us, don't let us find out, embroider with a flashlight at night!" Jiang Shijin's aunt really kept listening behind the door, and at this moment she also walked in and shook the water on her hand, "When I was a child, I lit a candle and read a book, and I had to be told by my mother, why don't you pay attention to your eyes now?" ”

"Do you know it's to hide from you?" When the old man reached this age, he had to have a little childish temper, and even complained to his daughter and daughter-in-law about his grievances, "If you don't always control me, where would I still hide at night?" ”

As daughters and sons-in-law, they also know that it is obviously no longer the time to reason with the old man - not to mention, there is nothing wrong with the old man's insistence. I didn't find a burden on society, nor did I find a burden on my relatives.

Thinking about it this way, the two of them were also fooled by the old man's logic: it seems that they are indeed a little lenient in their own children?

"It's all Shijin's kid, if you didn't learn well back then? At the beginning, I didn't want to learn anything, but now I'm in a hurry to look around......" The mother simply changed her perspective to find something to say, "I usually feel uncomfortable looking at her, and I can't talk to her." ”

"Hey...... Child, if you were pricked a few times when you were a child, you must be afraid, do you dare to say that you were not afraid to go to the hospital for injections when you were a child? ”

"It's good for children to want to learn, and those of us who are elders aren't it for our children?"

Now it's okay, the focus of the three people has shifted from the old man to Jiang Shijin's mother.

"Oops...... Woo woo, I don't want to learn, what's so good about these? ”

"It's all feudal superstition!"

"The teacher said that in the past, women only taught their husbands and children at home, and went to do these embroidery and weaving to make a living!" The little girl who has just entered elementary school has words to cover up her fears.

The pain is scary, and the bleeding is scary—but how could the little girl think that her words would no longer poke into the hearts of her elders, and would poke them into her own hearts many years later?

Spring fell on the grandmother's embroidered bandage, and it turned out that the flower that the grandmother gave up halfway in the little girl was changed into a butterfly, and it was the butterfly that attracted the flowers

The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's really ....." The little girl didn't say any more, it was herself who had been talking badly to each other just now, and now even if she liked it, the little girl was not embarrassed to speak.

Regretful and stubborn, after a week of school, the little girl seems to have forgotten everything that happened a few days ago. But the handkerchief taken out of the schoolbag was clearly a fluttering butterfly, and the little girl's nose was a little sour, and her eyes were red.

Suddenly startled, Jiang Shijin looked at the white sky outside the window and missed the water in the south of the Yangtze River, are the small fish in the water also longing for rain? It's like growing up with me, at the water's edge in my hometown, every time I reminisce about the past, I just want a rain to cover up all my fragility that will be seen by others......