Chen Mingli couldn't help but look at her suspiciously.

Is this girl so good?

At this time, Shen Qingshan changed his clothes from upstairs and came out. Hearing Shen Ning's words, he felt a warm current in his heart.

The most sensible and clever is his daughter!

"That's no good. If you come home tonight, what do you look like?"

Shen Qingshan objected as he went downstairs.

Shen Ning said with a smile: "Dad, I remember my mother has a lot of old clothes. If I didn't throw them away, I would like to choose some clothes from my mother's old clothes to wear first, and then buy new clothes later."

These words made Shen Qingshan feel warm again.

Among the three daughters, the number two girl knows the most about frugality and is not extravagant at all.

"Still can't, how can let you wear your mother's old clothes, that's too aggrieved you."

The more Shen Qingshan felt that his second daughter was good, the more distressed he was and the more reluctant he was to aggrieve her.

"Dad, I don't feel aggrieved at all. I like to wear mom's old clothes. Your money should be spent on the blade, not on me."

Shen Qingshan finally agreed.

He looked at Chen Mingli: "those old clothes are in your custody. I told you not to lose any of them. Where did you put them?"

Chen Mingli was jealous and resentful. If Shen Qingshan hadn't insisted, she would have thrown all those clothes out of the door. It would have been bad luck to stay at home.

Of course, Shen refused to leave jewelry for her mother's sake.

"I kept my sister's things well. I kept them in Xiaoning's room all the time. Later, Tongtong moved in. I was afraid that Tongtong would damage her sister's relics carelessly. I put them in the storage room downstairs, in the room where Aunt Liu lives now."

Shen Qingshan said: "Xiaoning, your mother's things will be kept by you. Even if you can't wear those clothes, it's also an idea to keep them."

Shen Ning nodded and agreed.

She went into Aunt Liu's room and found an old trunk full of dust under the bed.

Although the suitcase was old, it was used by her mother. It was full of memories.

A warm feeling rose in her heart.

She took the suitcase back to her room. She wiped the dust off it a little bit. Then she carried it to the bed and opened it slowly with a kind of reverence.

One box was full of clothes from her dead mother, folded neatly, as if it were new.

From summer to winter, we put them in an orderly manner.

There are fur, shawls, cheongsam and long skirt.

There are memories on every piece.

Shen Ning's eyes blurred, her slender fingers gently across the clothes, as if her mother was wearing these clothes.

Her mother was born in a family in Beijing. She was wearing good clothes. Although her clothes were old, the materials were excellent.

Among them, several embroidered cheongsam are real brocade silk, which is better than the silk on the market now. I don't know how much.

The best silk feels smooth and smooth. After so many years, it still looks like new.

Shen Ning is sitting on the bed, holding the clothes that her mother has worn, and her thoughts float back to a long time ago.

The memory of the mother like to laugh, talk is always so gentle, their family three happy and happy.

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