sick wife

As Feng's mother's birthday approached, Feng Xin took two days off and planned to bring Shang back home from Shu.

Shang Cong Shuguang changed several sets of clothes, trying to impress Mama Feng, even though all the clothes in her closet were the ones that her elders could not fault, she was still very entangled.

It wasn't until he was about to go out that he chose a purple plaid skirt with straps, a sweater with lantern sleeves inside, his hair was tied into two braids, and he wore canvas shoes of the same color. He looked very cute as a student.

"Is this okay?" Shang Congshu took out a dry rose lipstick.

Feng Xin leaned against the bedroom, nodded, "Yes."

Shang Congshu frowned, unhappy, "You can say anything."

In contrast, Feng Xin is much more casual, she can wear whatever she usually wears when she gets home.

She said truthfully: "Hey, I think it's okay, and from the perspective of passers-by, I think it's okay too."

Shang Congshu has fair skin, so she can wear any lipstick well, and the dry rose color is neither bright nor light, which is very suitable for girls of this age, neither childish nor too mature.

Hearing Feng Xin's evaluation, Shang Congshu decided to paint this, thinking in his heart, Feng Xin should have a little understanding of Aunt Feng's aesthetics, so the difference will not be too outrageous.

They boarded the car back, Fengxin's home was in the town, they took a bus from the city, and they had to transfer to a lie-in bus at the station.

I went to get a cake halfway, and it was not too early or too late when I got home.

The cake is designed by Fengxin, and it is specially designed in a style that the elders will like in that era, there is nothing fancy.

Before arriving at the door, Shang Congshu felt uncomfortable. Along the way, Fengxin's relatives or something would greet Fengxin from time to time.

Shang Congshu nodded cautiously and smiled politely. The more people he met, the more nervous he became. He either straightened his hair or touched his skirt.

"Axin, do your relatives in the town know that you have a girlfriend?" she asked.

Fengxin noticed Shang Congshu's nervous little movements, couldn't help laughing, and clenched that restless little hand, "Yeah. When I was admitted to university, my mother invited relatives to dinner, and my aunt joked that when I grow up, I can talk about boyfriends." , my mother said, I will bring my girlfriend home in the future."

Not long after Fengxin finished the college entrance examination, she had a serious conversation with her parents. They would not have a son-in-law, let alone grandchildren. She would not marry a man, nor would she have children.

After Feng's father and mother were shocked, although they respected Feng Xin's choice, their first reaction was: "If you don't have children, what will you do when you get old?"

Fengxin was young at the time and had no long-term plans, but she had thought about this issue, and wanted to find a girl she liked, to be with each other, and to live on her savings after retirement, so that she would die like this.

They are what life should be.

Feng's father and Feng's mother couldn't understand, but they didn't force Feng Xin.

Parents can't interfere with their children's life. They fulfill their obligations as parents, raise Feng Xin, give Feng Xin love, and try their best to give Feng Xin the best life when they are able. This is what they like and are willing to do. to do.

Regarding whether Fengxin must marry a man and have children, this is not within the scope of filial piety that Fengxin must do. They don't understand, but they give tolerance and support.

Shang Congshu's palms were sweating slightly, "Then you bring me back today, they all know that I'm your girlfriend?"

Feng Xin couldn't help joking, "Yeah, probably tomorrow night, everyone in town will know about you being my girlfriend."

There are a lot of bougainvillea in this small town. Every four or five households have this kind of flower tree at the door. The older generation likes it. The flower is easy to support and beautiful. Basically, it is common all year round.

Gradually, more people were planted.

When the autumn wind blows, it is full of petals of rose red and pale white orange.

When they entered the house, Feng's father and Feng's mother had already prepared the food, and they did it according to the time Feng Xin said.

When Shang Congshu saw someone, he yelled twice the address he had trained and imitated countless times in his heart, "Hello, auntie and uncle."

She wanted to be more lively, but when she really appeared here, she realized that her heart was beating like a drum, and some words blocked her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Mother Feng first checked whether Feng Xin was fat or thin, and then Shang Congshu, she is a very traditional woman, so far she is amazed that the little girl in front of her is actually her daughter's lover.

"Hey, Miss Shang, are you feeling better?" The woman still warmly received Shang Congshu and took him to sit at home.

Shang Congshu took out his hand-knitted sweater from his bag and handed it to Mother Feng, "Thank you, Auntie, it's much better. This is a gift for you. I wish you a happy birthday."

When Mother Feng saw the sweater, she knew it was handmade. The child was quite ingenious. She accepted the gift, and to show her love, she even posed with the upper body of the sweater.

Just as she was about to thank you, there was a jewelry box in the clothes bag. She opened it and saw that it was a gold bracelet. ? No, no, no..."

Shang Congshu took half a step back, put his hands behind his back, his face was slightly hot, and he was very reserved, "Auntie, you can just accept it, I earned it by drawing manuscripts, and it didn't cost much, I want to prepare a special gift for you , I am also happy if you accept it."

Mother Feng was very surprised. Although Feng Xin said that Shang Congshu has the ability to make money, she still wondered if Feng Xin lied in order to get her to accept Shang Congshu. Unexpectedly, Shang Congshu not only has this ability, but also spends money. Give her such a valuable gift.

She liked this gold bracelet, but she didn't plan to use it to judge whether Shang Congshu could be with Feng Xin.

As long as Shang Congshu can live a good life with Fengxin, it doesn't matter how much money he makes, just don't let Fengxin pay by himself.

"I really can't accept it..." Mother Feng has the nerve to accept an expensive gift from a girl in her twenties, "Auntie likes the sweater you knit, as long as you have the heart."

Feng Xin looked at the picture in front of her, her girlfriend and mother were pushing the gold bracelet back and forth, she took it over and stuffed it into the woman's pocket, "Mom, you can accept it with peace of mind, as a betrothal gift, Promised me to Congshu."

Shang Congshu's face turned hot, he was already nervous, but now he lowered his eyes halfway, shy people dare not look at them.

Fortunately, at this time, Father Feng came over to bring the gift giving to an end, "Xin, quickly take Miss Shang to wash her hands and eat, the food is cold."

"Hey, okay." Feng Xin responded, and led Shang Congshu to the faucet outside the yard to collect water.

As soon as the two of them went out, the woman couldn't wait to ask her husband, "What do you think of this child?"

Feng's father is not very good at speaking beautiful words. He has worked in factories for most of his life. He has a rather dull personality and is simple. It looks good to me."

It's not that Shang Congshu is so good, it's that he is in love with Fengxin, and he thinks it's okay.

He was worried that Shang Congshu would be mentally unhealthy and would hurt Feng Xin, and he strongly rejected it in his heart, 1 people disagreed, but now that Shang Congshu was no different from ordinary people, he didn't say anything.

After dinner, Shang Congshu and Feng Xin's parents were chatting in the hall, Feng Xin was listening nearby, they were talking about some very common topics, and they talked about Feng Xin's childhood for some reason.

Feng Xin felt ashamed, "Mom!"

She yelled, but it didn't help.

Mother Feng kept laughing, and continued: "At that time, Ah Xin was catching grass carp in the stream, and was fooled by passers-by, thinking that the fish was poisonous, and he had to smear mud all over his body to detoxify it. I was taken aback when I came back, I thought some rock jumped out hahaha..."

Feng Xin: "..."

Shang Congshu smiled sweetly, and listened seriously, even if it was a boring embarrassment, as long as it was related to Feng Xin, she would find it interesting.

Three or four hours after meal time, Feng Xin took the cake out of the refrigerator and prepared it for her mother's birthday.

Light the candles, "Mom, make a wish. If I can make it happen, I will make it for you. If I can't make it for the time being, let's put it aside."

Mother Feng rolled her eyes at Feng Xin, "Tsk tsk, how can a wish come true?"

The woman wore a birthday hat, closed her eyes and clasped her hands together. Feng Xin sang the birthday song beside her. As usual, after the Chinese version was finished, she sang the English version again.

Mother Feng said silently in her heart, God bless, I hope my daughter can be safe.

She made her wish and blew out the candle in one breath.

The first piece of cake was cut and given to Shang Congshu, the second piece was given to Feng Xin, then her husband, and finally herself.

After eating the cake and talking about the day, it's almost time to go to bed.

Taking advantage of Shang Congshu's time to take a bath, Feng's mother grabbed Feng Xin and asked, "Did you quarrel with Mei Huai?"

Feng Xin's eyes were blank: "No, I asked her, but she said she couldn't ask for leave."

In the past, Tong Huai and Feng Xin would come back together for Feng's mother's birthday. This year, Feng Xin went to find Tong Huai as usual, but Tong Huai refused because the company could not ask for leave.

Feng Xin didn't think much about it, it's different when going out to work than at school.

Mother Feng seemed to understand something, and took out a big piece of cake that was specially reserved, "Xin, you take the cake to sister Huai, she came to give me a radio in the morning, she must eat my cake. "

The distance between the two is just across the door, and they can't walk a few steps.

Feng Xin was surprised and laughed angrily, "Come back when you come back, and play this with me."

She thought Tong Huai was ashamed to be a light bulb when she saw her bring her girlfriend back to meet her parents, but she went home secretly.

Seeing that her mother's expression was not right, Feng Xin was sure and said affirmatively: "Don't worry, I really didn't quarrel with her. She even said that I was her best friend a while ago, and the relationship is good."

After saying this, Feng Xin sent Tong Huai a cake.

Mother Feng let out a long sigh. This pair of girlfriends might not be able to do it, so how could friends be evasive?

She glanced at the thriving bougainvillea trees at the gates of the two houses. They had been planted together since the seedlings, with dense flowering branches. Although they grew so lushly, the two bougainvillea trees could not be entangled together from beginning to end. The poles are useless.

After Feng Xin delivered the cake, she exchanged a few words with Tong Huai and then came back.

Shang Congshu put on her home clothes and walked around the room.

"Can this be opened?" Shang Congshu took down a thick envelope from the top of the desk.

The cover is very retro and artistic, and it seems to contain very important things.

Feng Xin herself forgot, and after careful calculation, from her last life to the present, she hasn't been home for almost many years.

"You can read whatever you want." She agreed.

With Feng Xin's consent, Shang Congshu opened the envelope, which was full of letter paper, some with only one or two lines of writing, and more with more than half a sheet.

When Shang Congshu saw the content above, he suddenly realized that this was actually a love letter written by Feng Xin to her. One copy was invalidated if there were typos, and another one was invalidated if it was printed with ink and ink.

This pile is full, all written by Feng Xin.

I don't know how long it took Feng Xin to write the most perfect letter and send it to her.

"Why don't you talk?" Feng Xin was curious, what made Shang Congshu dumbfounded.

She walked over, grabbed all of them in her hand after just one glance, and stuffed the envelope back, her face hot: "Anyway, you have read what was written, so don't read the invalid ones."

Shang Cong Shu Ruannuo said: "I don't know who said it just now, I can watch whatever I want, and then I will change my mind."

Feng Xin hesitated: "No, I..."

"Okay." Shang Congshu frowned and smiled, pecking a kiss on Feng Xin's lips, "I don't want to watch, I choose, hide your girlish feelings."

All these voided love letters are proof that Feng Xin has a crush on Shang Congshu.