you can only love me

Chapter 20

"Come on, come on," my mother came out wrapped in an apron and opened the door.

"You bought this radiant apron too big, it looks like a bed sheet on your body." I took the lead in criticizing and educating my mother.

My mother rolled her eyes and she was a little bit of my demeanor, "If you are big, you should be big. Who should I show to an old woman in my fifties or sixties? You are not in charge of the family and you don't know how expensive rice, oil and salt are. You can wear some clothes." , but also think too high or too low, don’t be too picky.”

"Okay, let me go in, I'm tired all the way."

"Wait a minute." My mother quickly blocked me from the door and looked around. "Where is the person I want you to bring?"

Calm down!

"Oh, he has to work overtime this week and is very busy. He bought some gifts and asked me to bring them over."

"Really?" My mother put on a posture that you should stop coaxing me, "Last time you said he was on a business trip and bought me two sets of clothes, this time you said he worked overtime and bought me so many more Health care products, then I want him to come next time, what surprise do you think he will give me first?"

You said this old woman, why did she catch me endlessly, "If you don't believe me, just say it straight, without such sarcasm."

"Then tell me the truth, do you have a boyfriend?" My mother was also happy.

I took a deep breath, "Why do you think I'm lying to you? He is really busy. Next time, next time I will definitely bring him back to meet his parents."

My mother calmed down a little, showing that I was sincerely doing your best, "Actually, you don't have to bring your own boyfriend. Mom, I also know a lot of good guys. If you want, I will give it to you." Introduce, let’s not hang ourselves on a tree..."

"My mother." I couldn't help interrupting her. Is this person my mother who actually encouraged her daughter to 'give her love'? Is there such a parent in the world?I pour!

Holding on to the door frame with a headache, "Please don't make trouble for me anymore, I have enough for one, don't make me mess up."

My mother bent down without saying a word, took all the things in my hand, lowered her head, and her voice lost its sharpness before, "You are not at all like your philandering father. When he was young, he always liked to find Pretty little girl..." The more she said, the more sad she became, and the more she said, the more out of tune she became.

I know I upset my mother.

In fact, she beat me fiercely, and I didn't really take it to my heart, because I was afraid that she would play the sad card with me, and once she played the sad card, I would lose all my defenses.

"Mom," I hugged my mother, "I will definitely bring him next time."

"You child, did mom say anything about you?" My mother leaned on my shoulder and wiped her tears. "I'm just doing it for your own good. I want you to have a good life."

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Twenty chapters, another hurdle.The update will be slow starting from tomorrow, because I don't have much time.