"Mom, the guy I like seems to have a girlfriend." Liu Yueyue said sadly after her mother shared her joy.
Liu's mother was stunned: "Is it the boy who wrote the song for you?"
"Yeah." As she spoke, Liu Yueyue couldn't help crying sadly: "When I met him, he didn't have a girlfriend. He also had a crush on me, but I didn't take the initiative, and neither did he. In the end, a shameless girl took the initiative and stole my love."
Listening to her eldest daughter's crying, Mother Liu sighed inwardly.
Matters of the heart are sometimes really that ridiculous.
A difference of one thought leads to a step away.
Thinking back to the beginning, there were several boys that Liu's mother had a crush on, but it was Liu's father who took the initiative and the two of them became a couple.
Some people have difficulty making choices, while others cannot refuse anyone.
Liu Ma is the type who will never refuse anyone.
Of course, if Liu's father didn't have any ideas, Liu's mother would have refused without hesitation.
"Yueyue, do you really like that boy?" Hearing her eldest daughter crying so sadly, Mother Liu asked.
Liu Yueyue said, "I like him. He is a very nice person. His handwriting reflects his personality. He is different from those artistic youths who are only good-looking but not good inside and out."
Mother Liu was silent.
The fortune teller said that the eldest daughter was not suitable for getting married too early, but he did not say that she was not allowed to have a partner.
Could it be that the fortune teller meant that the eldest daughter, after this blow, gave up on herself and just married someone casually, leading to the tragedy
Considering my eldest daughter's personality, it's really possible.
A long time ago, the eldest daughter showed her admiration for the music creator named "Deng Feng".
At that time, Mother Liu urged her eldest daughter and suggested that she take the initiative.
But due to her shyness, the eldest daughter refused.
Mother Liu also felt that there was no rush for her eldest daughter's marriage and that the one who should be worried about was her younger daughter, so she stopped urging her.
It now seems that the younger daughter's marriage has reached 80% progress, while the older daughter's is in the negative.
Mother Liu suddenly became nervous and said, "Yueyue, don't be discouraged. He just has a girlfriend. You still have a chance. If he has a girlfriend, you can break up. If he is married, you can get a divorce. As long as he is not dead, you still have a chance."
Liu Yueyue burst into laughter and said, "Mom, then I am a mistress, right?"
"What's the use of the term 'mistress' or 'not mistress'? It's so ugly." Liu's mother said, "Nowadays, love and marriage are free. It's like this. It's consensual. If he is with that girl because he can't say no, then you are saving two families by doing this."
Liu Yueyue stopped talking.
My mother seemed to mean that she didn't care whether I or my sister was a mistress.
We are back to the starting point. It seems that my mother helps everyone, but in fact, she helps no one.
Each sister relies on her own ability.
Thirteenth aunt’s house.
It's time to go to bed again.
Guoguo has already started school and can’t sleep in late anymore.
In fact, she rarely goes to bed after 10 o'clock during holidays.
In the living room, Yang Fan was speechless for a long time looking at the wall that originally separated the two suites and had long been demolished.
Since the wall was gone, he has had less and less private space and time.
It’s very convenient for Guoguo and the three treasures to play with him.
Even if he locked himself in the room, the four treasures would knock on his door from time to time.
Yang Fan finally understood why Aunt Thirteen sometimes had a bad temper.
It would be a shame not to play with or beat such a clingy and annoying baby.
"Aunt Thirteen." Yang Fan called out to Aunt Thirteen who was walking past him while wearing a facial mask.
"What's wrong?" Aunt Thirteen stopped, covered her face mask with both hands, and blinked at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan expressed his sincere emotion: "I used to be prejudiced against you, thinking that it was wrong for you to hit Guoguo and the three treasures, but now I realize my mistake."
"And then?" Aunt Thirteen still blinked.
"Just hit me when it's time to hit me. I'll pretend I can't see it." Yang Fan said.
Bright as the wind, light as an arrow, Thirteenth Aunt gave Yang Fan a slap on the back of her head: "You want to hit me but you're embarrassed to do so, so you want me to hit you, right?"
Yang Fan chased after him: "I'm not that kind of person."
"You are." Aunt Thirteen took off the mask and threw it into the trash can.
There was a world of difference between the appearance after removing the mask and the appearance before applying the mask. Yang Fan felt that Thirteenth Aunt's face was really beautiful now and incomparable.
"It's so beautiful, so smooth and so pretty!" Yang Fan praised.
Thirteenth Auntie was somewhat immune to his sugar-coated bullets and rolled her eyes at him: "Just use these words to please Qianqian. It's useless to try to please me with sweet words."
"Okay, I'll go tell Guoguo a bedtime story, you play by yourself." Yang Fan turned around and prepared to leave for Guoguo's bedroom. The little girl should be lying down.
Aunt Thirteen quickly pulled him back: "Wait for me, I'll wash my face."
"No waiting!" Yang Fan shook off Aunt Thirteen's hand.
Thirteenth Aunt grabbed it back again: "It works, it works."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Yang Fan sat down on the sofa in the living room.
Aunt Thirteen said to wash her face, and it would take at least seven or eight minutes to get down.
After a while, Guo Guo, the baby in pajamas, stood at the door of the bedroom, holding the rag doll and asked Yang Fan: "Brother, are you ready yet? I want to hear a bedtime story."
Yang Fan stood up and walked over with a smile, taking Guoguo back to the house.
The little girl was learning to be independent. She took off her shoes and got into bed by herself, then lifted the quilt and lay down in it without Yang Fan's help.
After talking to the little girl for a few minutes, Aunt Thirteen came back with a fragrant scent.
"Let me tell you the story of an unsung hero today, a very ordinary person who works in a very ordinary job." Yang Fan said to Aunt Thirteen in an inquiring tone.
"Yeah." Aunt Thirteen nodded repeatedly.
Guoguo doesn’t choose stories, only Aunt Thirteen does.
So Yang Fan began to talk.
Once upon a time, there was a special period.
The epidemic came suddenly and violently.
The virus is so contagious that the country had to impose a lockdown.
A veteran who worked as an ordinary driver saw the volunteer recruitment information and signed up to be responsible for transporting patients.
According to military practice, one must write a suicide note before requesting to go to war.
The veteran wrote a letter and gave it to his son who was already in junior high school and was supposed to be a responsible man.
My son is in his rebellious period and causes his parents a lot of worry every day.
When the son received the suicide note from his father, he was very impatient at first, and didn't even look at it when his father left.
When his father left and had nothing to do, the son opened the suicide note.
After watching it, the son was scared and hurriedly called his father.
The call was connected, but my father didn't answer.
It was not until a long time later that the father called back and told his son that he could not go home during this period.
Transporting patients carries a high risk of infection and requires living alone.
After that, my son began to become sensible.
Every night, he could not fall asleep until his father returned home and called him to report that he was safe.
At first, the son heard his father's voice very normally, and his mood probably became better and better because his son became more sensible.
Later, the son heard his father's voice becoming weaker and weaker, as if he had some difficulty speaking.
Later, my father said that I might have to go to a very far place where there would be no cell phone signal and I would no longer be able to call my family.