Tangning finally asked this question.
This question had been weighing on his mind for a long time, but he refused to hear the answer, refused to hear any answer, because there was someone in this world who was more qualified to answer this question than his mother.
His mother is gone forever.
The being in the vice is not his mother, his mother is gone forever.
Can someone answer for mom.
Su Anyun hugged Tangning tenderly and tried to comfort her with pale words. When Tangning's emotions gradually calmed down and her tears stopped flowing, he said softly, "Xiaoning, have you ever thought about the possibility of—"
"Auntie rejected those suitors not only because of you, but also because those men were not handsome enough or humorous enough. If she valued material things, why did she marry your penniless father?"
Tang Ning paused for a moment.
Su Anyun continued, "Have you ever thought that what matters most to Auntie is not material life, but that she has lived a fulfilling life during the years she has been taking care of you? Having a man is the life she wants?"
He held Tangning's face in his hands and stroked the tear marks on her face with his fingertips, "Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, let's go together?"
What
Su Anyun rubbed Tang Ning's face, then he took Tang Ning's hand and stood up. He led Tang Ning out of the bedroom and walked quietly towards the living room.
The living room is not quiet because of the sound produced by the TV.
The woman in a white nightgown had her back to them, her shoulders twitching constantly, and from time to time a low whimper could be heard. This scene seemed a little weird, but when the TV screen showed a conversation between a man and a woman—
"No, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, why do you want to hurt me like this, I don't believe all this is true!"
"Xiaoxue, you are wrong. The person I love is you, not her."
Tang Ning: “”
"Auntie." Su Anyun called.
The mother, who was crying while holding a napkin, took several napkins and wiped her tears hastily. She turned her head to Tangning and Su Anyun, "Ningning, were you watching TV with mom just now?"
Tangning said something.
"Auntie, Xiao Ning wants to see your wardrobe and your old clothes." Su Anyun said.
"What's my closet for?" Mom asked Tang Ning in confusion.
Tangning looked at Su Anyun in confusion. Su Anyun smiled and said, "Those young people are planning to do a job. They need to buy fashionable women's clothing to participate. They should wear Lolita and JK clothes..."
There was a puzzled look on my mother's face. She obviously didn't understand what young people are doing nowadays.
"But I think the clothes you wore when you were young were really fashionable, so I wanted to ask Xiao Ning to come over." Su Anyun said as he pulled Tang Ning over. Tang Ning nodded in confusion.
Mom's clothes when she was young
He seemed to have never seen it before.
"What's so good about my clothes?" Mom waved her hand and sat on the sofa to continue watching TV. Su Anyun flattered her without changing her expression, "Aunt, the clothes you bought when you were young are truly classic styles. They say fashion is a circle, and the popular ones this year are the elements of your era."
Mom looked up in surprise, "Really?"
Su Anyun nodded, "Aunt, you had good taste when you were young. The clothes you bought are all classics of your time."
When my mother heard Su Anyun's words, her mood suddenly became very good. She stood up from the sofa and said, "Okay, then I'll give you two today."
Su Anyun smiled at Tang Ning and took her hand as they walked towards her mother's bedroom.
My mother's bedroom is very simple, with too many furnishings. At the top of the closet there is a dusty wooden box. My mother moved a chair to the front of the closet. She stood on the chair to reach the wooden box and accidentally hit her waist, making a gasp sound from the corner of her mouth.
Su Anyun stepped forward to help her mother carry the big box. The box was very heavy and made a dull sound when it landed on the ground. Tang Ning had an impression of this box. He remembered that there was always such a box in his mother's bedroom. It was gray and inconspicuous, so he always asked what was in the box.
Under Tangning's gaze, the box slowly opened, revealing the neatly stacked colorful clothes inside. Avocado green, sky blue, apple red, and goose egg yellow looked like clothes cut from a rainbow, lighting up the entire dim room.
Mom took out a red polka dot top and a pair of bell-bottom pants, "These two are a set."
Tang Ning was somewhat unable to accept the bell-bottom pants and red polka dot top. He couldn't help but think of the polka dot skirts and polka dot shirts in his mother's closet. Every time his mother put them on, they looked like standard attire for middle-aged or elderly women.
Tang Ning always felt that her mother was busy dressing her up during work hours. Now, those cheap clothes bought from roadside stalls in the vegetable market, although the prices are very cheap, are they actually her mother's aesthetic taste
"Okay?" Mom picked up the clothes and asked Tang Ning and Su Anyun.
Tangning was still trying to praise it, but Su Anyun said sincerely, "This red and white color combination is so vibrant and enthusiastic. The dark blue of the flared pants also balances the color of the top very well..."
The mother nodded modestly, and was very pleased with Su Anyun's flattery. "At that time, bell-bottom pants were worn by characters in foreign movies, and they were the most popular outfit for us young people at that time."
Tangning stared blankly at the other clothes in her mother's box. There were brightly colored striped shirts and skirts. Then she saw her mother take out a yellow, green and blue plaid striped silhouette with padded shoulders, like a treasure. She stroked the shape of the dress, which was still stiff even today, and couldn't help but sigh, "This one cost one thousand at the time. Ningning's father saved up money to buy it for me."
One thousand in those days was not the same as one thousand today. Su Anyun heard this and said, "Uncle treats you very well."
The mother held the coat in her arms, smiling, "He emptied his pockets and came over excitedly to give me the coat, but he forgot to keep some for his own bus fare, and was too embarrassed to tell me, so he walked home alone."
This outfit looked more fashionable. Tangning couldn't help but ask, "Mom, why don't you wear this?"
"Your dad said this outfit looks best on me. I'm old now, so it must look better than before. What if he comes back and is disappointed?" Mom smiled and said, "Besides, there are so many people wearing this outfit on the street now. It's not fashionable anymore."
Tangning found another bright blue cheongsam. The texture of the cheongsam was very good. The satin was as white as water and the embroidery was exquisite. "Mom, this cheongsam is very good. Why have I never seen you wear it before?"
"I like this one the best too." Mom carefully took out the cheongsam and showed it to Tangning and Su Anyun, which was embroidered with white plum blossoms. "This color is best worn by people with fair skin and a slim figure."
"I asked the master to make this cheongsam, and it was tailor-made for me. At that time, I gave birth to Ningning." Mom paused, then said with emotion: "I was only 80 kilograms at that time, as thin as a bamboo pole. The master asked me if I wanted it to be looser, and I said, no! The waist must be so thin! The master said what if I gain weight in the future? I said no."
My mother couldn't help laughing when she said this. "I was still a girl at that time, very strong, I ate a lot and exercised a lot every day. As soon as I grew some flesh, I worked hard to use it up. I never thought that I would gain 30 kilograms when I was pregnant with Ningning."
Tang Ning held his mother's sturdy arms and glanced at the narrow cuffs of the cheongsam. The girl wearing the cheongsam seemed to be right in front of him, walking towards him lively and gracefully, separated from him by a layer of dusty years.
"Mom, I gained a lot of weight when you gave birth to me." Tang Ning's nose felt sour and he felt very upset. He thought that he was the one who made his mother lose shape. His mother had been losing weight over the years.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, my mother said, "That's the only way. Your father fed me three eggs a day, and I ate twenty-one eggs a week. In the end, I wanted to vomit when I saw eggs, but he still made a lot of nutritious meals."
As she said this, a look of happiness and worry appeared on my mother's face.
Tang Ning turned her head and stared at her mother.
Tang Ning's mother rarely told him the story of her and his father. She was as conservative as people of that era when it came to love. She only told Tang Ning that his father was a hard-working, honest, intelligent, kind, and handsome man who was responsible for his family and had a love for little things.
Mom seldom mentioned their love, let alone mentioned it like Huanghuang was showing off their affection.
Tang Ning stared blankly at the woman in front of him who kept describing how happy she was in the past. He didn't know if it was because of the light or if it was his own illusion, but he seemed to see a little water in the woman's eyes, as if she was holding back tears.
Was mom really crying because of the sad TV drama just now
In his impression, his mother loved spy movies more than those melodramas. She had no interest in those tearful love scenes, but preferred the plots of tearing the Japanese apart with both hands.
Why did the mother suddenly burst into tears and couldn't stop crying over such a sad drama, and why did she start to show off her love in front of him so abnormally
Tang Ning's mind went blank. He couldn't hear what his mother was saying. The hoarse female voice mixed with the countless times his mother muttered in his memory. She said, "I am very happy to marry your father." She also said, "I buy whatever clothes I like with my own money now. I am happiest when I spend the money I earn with my own hands." She also said, "The past life was indeed a bit bitter, but isn't that what life is like? Only through bitterness can you appreciate the sweetness. One day when I got home from get off work, I heard Ningning calling me mom. Let me wash your feet."
Tangning felt extremely dizzy. His mind seemed to be twisted and his judgment seemed to be strongly interfered with. Maybe there was something wrong with the meal he had tonight that prevented him from leaving the house. That's why he had this thought in his mind -
"She seemed to be trying her best and carefully to comfort me."
“She really seems like my mother.”
Such a weird and absurd idea.