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"Xiao Yao, let me tell my dad if you have any grievances, and I'll go and seek justice for you." My dad patted his chest and said.

I looked at my parents with emotion, "My parents, Jiang Cheng didn't bully me, but I have been away from home for so long and I don't have time to accompany you. I happened to be on vacation recently and want to come and stay with you for a few days."

I made up the holidays, but it was true that I wanted to live home. I also wanted to take this opportunity to think about how to go with Jiang Cheng next time.

Seeing that my parents were still suspicious, I pretended to be unhappy and said, "Don't parents want me to come back?"

My mother is soft but not hard. After hearing what I said, she immediately said: "Your dad and I beg you to come back to live, but you are always someone else's wife. You always gossip when you live in your parents' home."

My dad smiled and didn't speak, but his thoughts were the same as my mom.

"No one is gossiping, as long as parents don't drive me away."

My mother was so happy that she could not find Bei anymore. She said domineeringly: "Who dares to drive you away? Let me not deal with him." After that, she looked at my dad.

My father, who was innocently caught in the shooting, quickly expressed his opinion, "I have the same idea as your mother. Whoever dares to drive you away will be the first to deal with him."

I burst out laughing and called my parents for dinner.

"The food is going to be cold, parents will have a meal first."

After a meal, my dad went to wash the dishes and my mom went to help me organize the room. I lay on the sofa and looked at the busy two people, feeling happy.

In the evening, after watching the TV series, our family of three washed up and returned to the room to prepare to go to bed.

The moment I entered the room, the smile on my face disappeared, and the melancholy replaced it.

I didn’t think before that there was no one around me now, and I couldn’t help but start thinking about Jiang Cheng.

I lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, leaving only my sighs in the air.

Because I asked for leave from the company, I slept until I woke up naturally the next day. After seeing my mother at home, I was slightly surprised.

"Mom, aren't you going to work today? Why are you still at home?"

"You are bored at home alone, so I'll take leave to accompany you." My mother said indifferently.

"Mom, I can do it alone, you can go to work."

My mother waved her hand, "I have asked for leave, why are you going to do it? I have been working for decades and I have a rare few days off."

Seeing that my mother insisted, I didn't say anything anymore.

After a simple breakfast, I suddenly thought about the clothes my mother was wearing.

"Mom, let's go shopping. I'll buy clothes for you and dad alone."

My parents are used to being frugal, and they have to wear a piece of clothing for several years before they can throw it away.

For example, this one on my mother is from several years ago, and the cuffs are a little worn.

My mother frowned slightly, "What clothes do you buy? Your dad and I have a lot of clothes. If you want to buy them, buy them for yourself."

I stepped forward and hugged my shoulders and shook them gently, "Mom, it's rare for me to buy you clothes, let's go together."

Finally, after I was so tough and forced to do it, my mother agreed to go with me, but there was a requirement that she had to choose the clothes.

I agreed, but in my heart I thought that when I got to the place, I would buy it if it was suitable, and would not give my mother the opportunity to see the price, otherwise my mother would definitely not buy it.

I used to take my mother to buy clothes, but when my mother saw that the price was expensive, she said she didn't want anything and pulled me away.

Later, I learned my lesson, bought it quietly, then tore off the price, and told my mother that the clothes were cheap, so that my mother would ask for them.

However, my parents didn’t care about what they wore, but they cared about me very much. When I was a child, others were in their 100-20-year-old clothes, and my parents bought them for me.

After coming to the mall, I looked at the dazzling array of shops and frowned.

"The clothes here are not good. I know the one is good. Let's go and have a look."

I know my mother must have thought it was expensive and she had to leave.

I pulled my mom and refused to let her leave, "The clothes here are good."

Without waiting for my mother to refuse, I pulled her straight to the women's clothing area.

After finding a person with a suit of my mother's age, my mother and I walked in and the shopping guide quickly came over.

"Welcome, what do you need help?"

"Find a few clothes that suit my mom."

"We don't want it." My mother stopped the shopping guide, then turned to me and said, "I don't like these, let's go."

"Mom, the clothes here look good and suit you." After saying that, I said to the shopping guide, "Please pick a few more."

The shopping guide responded and turned around and left quickly.

I ignored my mother's grievances and looked around to see if there were any suitable clothes.

After a while, the shopping guide came over with a few clothes and said with a smile: "These are new models that have just arrived, and the size is suitable for you."

I have to say that the shopping guide has two brushes. My mother's skin is white, and the clothes she chose are very good at my mother's skin color.

I took out a dark green dress and a camel coat from it and said to my mom, "Mom, try this set."

Seeing that my mother was still hesitating, I took my clothes and pushed my mother into the changing room, saying that if I didn’t change my clothes, I would not be allowed to come out.

A few minutes later, my mother changed her clothes and said, "This clothes are not good-looking at all."

When I said this, my mother couldn't stop smiling.

I held my mother's hand and smiled in the mirror, "What's wrong with it? This outfit is so tailor-made for you. You are twenty years younger when you wear it. When we walk on the street, others think we are sisters, not mother and daughter."

My mother has a fair skin and a good figure. She is tall and her clothes are completely different from the past.

As soon as I finished speaking, the shopping guides around me started to praise them all over the place.

While my mother was still looking in the mirror, I paid quickly and quickly. When my mother changed her clothes, she couldn't regret it.

When I walked out of the store, my mother couldn't help but say, "Is the clothes look good, but why are they so expensive?"

"You get what you pay for, good quality, high prices will definitely be high."

"It cost so much money to buy only two clothes for your dad later. If you want to buy such expensive ones, he is thick-skinned and tender, just buy some of them."

Seeing my mother's face hurt, I couldn't help but say, "Mom, my salary is very high now, so it's not difficult to buy clothes for you. And it's so good for you to buy them, how could I buy them for my father casually?"

When I heard me say that the salary was high, my mother's face was better, but she still nagged not to spend money indiscriminately.

We walked all the way to the men's clothing area. After buying clothes for my dad, we were about to leave when we suddenly passed by a hair salon.

Looking at my mother's white hair looming in her hair, I thought about it and said, "Mom, it's rare to get it out anyway, so why not perm and dye your hair together."

My mother gave me a blank look, "As old as perming and dyeing hair, it makes people gossip."

"Mom, who aren't dyeing your hair when watching the stars on TV? You're looking at Liu Xiaoxiao. She's still playing the role of a girl in her sixties. You're so younger than her. If you dye your hair, you'll definitely look better than her."

Seeing that my mother was a little moved, I started to stir without leaving any effort.

In the end, my mom was told to dye her hair.

My mother dyed the burgundy red color and was curled in the middle, which was very suitable for my mother's age.

My mother looked at herself in the mirror and smiled happily.

"Mom, isn't it good?"

"My daughter chose it, it must be good."

Maybe because of my hairstyle, my mother's confidence has increased. She can feel that my mother's walking is full of wind when she walks.

But as I walked, my mother suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with mom?"

"Do you look at that person, does it look like Zhang Cui?"

I looked in the direction of my mother's finger and saw a person lying in the middle of the square.

She was covered with a splashed quilt, her hair was as messy as a chicken coop, her face was so wide that it was placed in front of her, and a few pieces of change were placed inside.

Even though I was far away, I still recognized her as Zhang Cui.

"Mom, she is Zhang Cui." I said with certainty.

"How did she become like this?"

Thinking that my mother didn't know about Jiang Xue yet, I would like to say a few simple words.

My mother sighed after hearing this, "She is begging here now. Could it be Chen Feng who forced her?"

When talking about Chen Feng, my mother looked disgusted.

With Chen Feng's personality of wanting face, he couldn't force his mother to beg. However, Chen Feng ignored Zhang Cui, which was possible that Zhang Cui would beg by herself.

When I was with Chen Feng, every time I had a conflict with his mother, Chen Feng would stand on his mother's side and accused me of being unfilial to his mother, which made me think he was so filial.

Now it seems that this is the case.

Just as I was thinking, my mother had already pulled me to Zhang Cui.
To be continued...