"Mom, you have oranges."

Cai Manlin, in a complicated mood, handed the peeled orange to her mother.

But the mother threw her hand away and said fiercely, "don't think I don't know what you think in your heart, you are not allowed to contact again from now on!"

Caimanlin brushed her hair, but did not speak.

"A good marriage is peaceful and smooth. What's your name? What's the matter? Your father's gone, which means you two don't have that fate at all! "

Cai's mother forced herself to sit up and warned directly from her forehead.

Caimanlin bit her lips, and her hand, which was naturally placed on her knee, slowly curled up and held it closer.

Although she doesn't believe in these superstitious things at all, she can't be indifferent to her mother's great reaction... Br >

"I'm talking to you, do you hear that your father's body is not cold, you can't let him go uneasy?"

Mother pulled out her father, and caimanlin felt a sharp pain in her heart.

She nodded in silence, "I see."

Seeing that she agreed, Cai's mother took a sigh of relief, took the orange she handed over and chewed it tastelessly.

Cai Manlin's heart is the feeling of turning over the river and falling into the sea.

Although it's not the time to talk about love between children and girls, now this situation is in front of her. She and Xiao Wenchen are really separated by a mountain and river that cannot be crossed... Br >

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Xiao Wenchen goes home dejectedly.

His parents thought that he came back to get chicken soup. When he came in, he began to care about CAI's family, and his attitude changed. Mother Xiao immediately went into the kitchen to serve chicken soup.

"What's the matter, son?" Father is after him.

Xiao Wenchen looked dejected and went directly to his room with his coat. "It's OK."

"Then you should send the chicken soup to mother Manlin."

"No more." With that, Xiao Wenchen closed the door directly.

Xiao's father is a fool at once. What's the situation?

And carrying the heat preservation barrel out of the kitchen Xiao mother looked at each other, two a face of inexplicable.

What's going on?

The old couple sat down in the sofa and discussed in a low voice. They decided to knock on the door and make it clear. It's not a matter to lock themselves in the room like this.

Make up their mind, and walk towards the second bedroom door together.

Hesitated for a moment, finally knocked on the door.

"Son, tell your parents what happened. Don't hold it in your heart alone." The first one to speak is mother Xiao. Of course, it's the most painful for her son to be a mother like this.

She didn't want to see things like this, but she couldn't help it. She had to look ahead.

"Mom, I'm fine. Leave me alone."

Through the door plank, Xiao Wenchen's feeble voice came out.

The old couple looked at each other again, and their worries were written on their faces.

What should I do?

"All right, let my son be quiet."

As a man's point of view to think about the problem, at this time the son certainly does not want to be disturbed, so father Xiao takes the initiative to speak for his son at this time.

Xiao's mother was worried, "what if something happens?"

"He's not a three-year-old. After so many years abroad, what worries you?"

Xiao's mother is blocked. Indeed, her son is excellent in all aspects. She has nothing to worry about except finding a girlfriend.