There are roads in the mountains of books

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My mother didn't answer me, but just said to herself: "You are so hot-tempered, exactly like your father when he was young, just a little bit." She patted me on the back, and her voice became much softer in an instant.

I'm not used to her like this, so I bit my lip and said nothing.

"Don't worry about the past, your dad, apart from being bad-tempered and wanting to save face, he's not that bad to me. Look at him, he doesn't smoke or drink, and he's honest..."

I suddenly became even more angry, suppressing the anger that was about to burst out, and finally got a terrible headache.

"Stop talking." I interrupted her with a mutter, "Let's talk about something else."

"Okay." My mother sighed.

I brought out three dishes and one soup, and added two bowls of rice.My mother came out to take a look, then went back and put a large bowl of rice in front of Cen Feng.

The three of us ate together, chatting and laughing on the surface, but in fact, Cen Feng and I had no communication at all.During the period, he told a cold joke, and as soon as the words fell, my mother immediately laughed up and down.

I looked at my mother in surprise, shook my body in embarrassment, and lowered my head to grab a piece of fish belly for her.

"Why are you so sad and stressed at work?" My mother asked me while washing the dishes.

"It's nothing." I stopped washing the dishes and shrugged, "By the way, Mom, did my aunt ever fall in love when she was young?"

I don't even know why I brought up this topic.Maybe it was because Xiang Xi mentioned it a little too much recently, or because I became gossipy after falling in love, I looked straight at my mother, and saw her expression gradually became weird, and then she was full of disgust.

"Why do you ask this, it's not big or small."

I said boldly: "I am not too big or too young now."

"I know you are poor." She glared at me and tapped my head lightly, and I suddenly felt a little itchy on my scalp.

Cen Feng was still watching TV outside, my mother was silent for a while, and finally said: "There should be."

I froze for a moment, and then gossip was written all over my face.

Chapter 35

"What do you mean there should be?"

I put down the bowl in my hand, brought two small benches from the living room and placed them in front of my mother.

She crossed her hips in embarrassment and watched me sit down on the bench in a serious manner, with an angry and funny expression on her face: "Why are you so curious? I'm just guessing, she should have talked about a few in college."

How many more?

I pricked up my ears and waved my hand to signal her to sit down on another small bench. "Guess?" I asked suspiciously, "Then have you seen several of her partners?"

"How many... I can just say it!" My mother patted me in embarrassment, "Your aunt never mentioned the object to your grandparents, and I was just guessing."

I always felt that there was something in my mother's words, and finally sighed pretendingly: "How did you guess that?"

My mother and my aunt are eight years apart. When my aunt was in college, my mother was still studying in the elementary and middle school nearby.Due to my aunt's independent personality, she could even be said to be withdrawn, she didn't like to play with my mother, a child, so she couldn't see each other for three days.

If my mother guessed something, I think she probably saw my aunt's boyfriend somewhere.

Seeing my reluctance, she clicked her tongue, and the disgust in her eyes was even worse: "What's the use of telling you about these love affairs, and you won't find a partner if you tell me."

"Not necessarily, why don't you take a gamble?" I spread my hands, opened my eyes and said nonsense, "You think, I admire my aunt so much, if she has talked with many people, maybe I will learn from her and find someone... Oh, I'm already 30 years old, you didn't even tell me this, why did you just let me find someone. Besides, we are not friends, we need more communication and sharing to enhance friendship, don't you think? "

My mom keeps saying she wants to be friends with me.When I stayed abroad and didn't want to come back, I found an excuse that my friends were all abroad, and no one would play with me after returning home.She talked about everything and promised to go shopping, eat and watch movies with me after retirement, no worse than other friends, and I finally came back disheartened.

It's not that I was persuaded by her, I don't really need her company, but I can clearly feel from these words that she needs me by her side.

At this moment, my mother was obviously convinced by my "friend"'s remarks.She pondered for a moment, and finally swallowed: "I went to your aunt's study some time ago..."

"Have you chatted?"

"No, your aunt went to class halfway, and I sat at her house for a while." My mother said, "There is a photo album in the drawer of her study room, which is full of photos from college. It is neatly arranged and spotless. I think she should be more sentimental, and she often flips through photos to recall the past. Hey, your aunt was in a low mood for a while when she was studying for a Ph. It's..."

I sat on the bench dumbfounded, feeling cold all over my body.The knuckles of the fingers seemed to be uncontrollable, hanging stiffly by the legs.Old photos, old people, old events... These things that have always attracted people's infinite reverie are no longer important to me now.My focus was completely off track.

My face darkened.

"Why do you go to the study to look through other people's things?"

My mother was taken aback by my sudden temper, and was suddenly at a loss.Then she cleared her throat and said complainingly: "I wanted to clean her study room, but I just saw it by accident. Your aunt didn't say anything, why are you in such a hurry with me?"

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