Shujun pulled out an old wooden box from under the bed in the room, and after opening it, she took out a mahogany box from it, and the box exuded a quaint atmosphere.

"Time flies!"

Shujun slowly touched the box in her hand and muttered with emotion.

The years are fleeting, and the years are no more.

"In the blink of an eye, my son is so old now. ”

She put the box on the table, stroked Yang Yao's hand, looked at her daughter with relief, and said.

Yang Yao saw that some white hair had grown on her mother's head, and she was a little distressed, so she obediently snuggled up to her mother's shoulder.

When her father died early when she was a child, she was left alone to grow up, although the township helped each other, but many of them suffered from white eyes, all relying on the strength of their mothers.

She was born with great strength, and she had overcome many disasters, and the children in the village turned away from her, and when she was a monster, her mother dragged her everywhere to make amends to the families of the children she had injured.

Seeing her mother working so hard, she had to carefully restrain herself, and then restrain herself to be a good child.

"Yao'er, now that you are married, it's time to get married. ”

Shujun touched her daughter's head and said with a smile, her daughter is too old to leave anyone behind.

"Mother~"

When Yang Yao heard this, she didn't follow, and immediately lifted her mother's shoulder and turned her eyes away.

"Yao'er is shy?"

Shujun saw her daughter's posture like this, where was there anything she didn't understand, this was obviously thinking about people in her heart, and she immediately smiled.

"This man and woman are married, although it is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, but after all, they just want their children to be happy, and the girl ......is married."

Shujun said one by one, she thought that when she was about to get married, her mother was the same, and what father didn't want her children to be good.

Yang Yao listened carefully to her mother's advice to her on the side, and her heart was also full of expectations for the future.

"This is the dowry that my grandmother prepared for my mother when I got married, and now I put it on for you, I hope my son can find a lover." ”

Shujun raised her hand and took out a bracelet from the mahogany box and put it on Yang Yao's hand.

"It's so beautiful. ”

She touched the bracelet on her daughter's hand with emotion in her heart, and said with a relieved smile.

The turquoise bracelet ring was worn on Yang Yao's hand, with a burst of turquoise streamer, and the skin was relatively fair, which was very beautiful.

"Pear Boy is a good one, my son is so beautiful......"

Shujun said with a smile, and the shy Yang Yao lowered her head, eager to get into the hole.

"Mother~"

How can my mother talk about it yet?

Shujun chuckled, hugged Yang Yao, who was curled up in a ball, in her arms, and rested her forehead on her daughter's shoulder.

Reluctantly to tease her daughter anymore, the two mothers and daughters snuggled tightly together and continued to talk.

The years are quiet and good, and the family affection is strong.

......

"Sister Yao, are you there?"

A young man hurriedly approached the door of Yang's house and shouted inside, his robe was not dusty, and he had obviously just cleaned up.

After calling, he looked down at his robe, patted it with his hand, and swung it.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he raised his head with satisfaction, he saw a person he had never seen standing in the courtyard at this time, and the man asked with doubts on his face.

Mingli looked at him lightly and didn't say anything.

A trace of amazement flashed in the man's eyes, but he suddenly reacted, and he realized that Mingli was the same as himself, and he turned out to be a man.

"Brother Ping?"

Yang Yao's slightly happy voice sounded, as soon as she came out of the room, she heard the man's voice calling, and then she realized that it was Chen Ping, who she hadn't seen for a long time.

At that time, when Chen Ping went to work in the town, he specially said goodbye to himself.

"Sister Yao, you're here. ”

Chen Ping touched his head stupidly, and smiled at Yang Yao.

"Isn't that thinking of you and your wife? I came back from town on purpose. ”

Chen Ping anxiously explained to Yang Yao, as if he was afraid that the people in front of him would think that he was not serious about his work.

As he spoke, he took out a small box from his bosom, which looked more delicate.

"Come, Sister Yao, this is a gift I bought for you, take it. ”

Chen Ping wanted to hand the gift in his hand to Yang Yao, with a young and cheerful smile on his face, with some expectation.

"Brother Ping, this can't be helped. ”

Yang Yao subconsciously glanced at Ming Li, who was standing aside, and anxiously refused.

"Why can't you do it? We grew up together since childhood, and we should give it. ”

Chen Ping said puzzled, it can only be said that his delicate face is full of loss at this time.

They can be said to be two little guesses, when he was a child, he was bullied by others, and it was all Yang Yao who helped him, although he didn't know if Yang Yao would still remember these things.

But because of this, he only has the little girl in front of him in his heart now.

With that in mind, he handed the box in his hand again.

"Yao'er!"