However, after she finally finished painting, she turned to Qiao simu: "daughter, I ask, when are you going to marry Jinyuan?"

"Marriage?" She was stunned, completely did not think of this question: "how good to talk about this."

"What's good? I'm worried about you? You've been with him for so long. Why doesn't he marry you? "

Wen Yueqing said impolitely.

She hesitated, to say marriage, every woman has imagined wearing a beautiful wedding dress when the bride, but Jinyuan has never mentioned, even the day he got the bouquet did not listen to what he said, now my mother asked herself, how should she answer?

She hesitated and didn't speak. Wen Yueqing hated the iron and said to her forehead: "you are so stupid. If he doesn't say it, won't you take the initiative to mention it?"

"That won't do. It's a shame." She shook her head like a rattle.

"What's the age? Are you still thinking about this? Are you more old-fashioned than me?" Don't you think about how much time you wasted in front of Wen Ziqing? I tell you, it's very hard for an old woman to give birth to a child. You can make me sad. "

"Yes? But if he doesn't say it, how can I say it? " Josemu was at a loss for this.

Wen Yueqing stamped her foot: "how could I give birth to such a useless daughter as you?"

She immediately gave her experience, finally nodded her head, impolitely said: "go back and do it for me, you know?"

"He's not at home now. Who do you want me to talk to?" She was a little embarrassed by her aggressive mother.

"Not at home? You'll be more confident when he comes back. " Wen Yueqing does not care about waving.

She is really speechless, helplessly looking at Wen Yueqing: "don't be so urgent..."

"On the moon, my heart flies..."

Suddenly, from one side of the table, came a familiar song, Divine Comedy moment to interrupt her voice.

"Your phone." She was relieved to interrupt her mother's sermon. No matter who the caller was, she would appreciate him!

Wen Yueqing reaches out her hand and takes out her mobile phone. Suddenly, she is stunned. Instead of answering the phone, she presses it off.

"Why not? Whose is it?" She looked strange and couldn't help asking.

Wen Yueqing took a look at her daughter and said, "I don't know her phone number. It's mostly the wrong number."

"Oh."

But after a while, her voice just picked up, and a burst of music came from her mobile phone.

After she looked at the screen, a strange look flashed on her face, and she pressed the phone off again.

Qiao simu looked at her mother's look a little wrong, thinking that it would not be dad's phone, right?

After Wen Yueqing hung up the phone for the third time, she tentatively asked, "is it dad's phone?"

Wen Yueqing gave her a white look: "where do you want to go? No, it's the wrong number!"

"Yes? But if you don't listen, you will know the wrong number? " Josemu wanted to know who he was.

When the fifth call came, Wen Yueqing finally couldn't hold on. She picked up the phone. As soon as she answered, her face changed and she got up and went to the balcony.

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