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Chapter 174 - Gifts

Walking out of the commercial street, I looked at the leaf in my hand. For a moment, my emotions were complicated.

I actually spent fifty dollars on a leaf, and this leaf, no matter if it's appearance or other aspects, is a complete mess. But I still bought it, bought this leaf that I don't know how to describe.

I threw away a leaf in my hand. In any case, I spent fifty dollars on it, but if I take it, perhaps it would be broken by the person next to me after a while. This leaf is dried by the wind, and is so fragile that it's a mess.

Looking at the leaves that were starting to crack, I hesitated. Should I go to the gift shop to buy a gift box to store it?

Giving it directly to grandfather?

This thought only briefly crossed my mind before I sent it straight into the eighteen levels of hell. This can't be, this idea is too unrealistic.

When he saw Leaves, he probably disliked my parents even more. Even if I had to make things difficult for myself, I couldn't make things difficult for my parents.

All these years, they've done their best for me.

At first it was due to my sister's disappearance that they neglected me, but then they found out and realized their mistake, placing all their debts towards me. They also never had any strict demands on me, telling me what I could and couldn't do, only saying that there were some things that I needed to determine for myself.

It was my fortune to have such parents in my three lifetimes.

When I returned home with the leaf I had bought and the gift I had prepared for my grandfather, I was too tired to move.

He quickly threw off his high heels and climbed onto the bed.

After lying down for a while, I decided I couldn't do it myself.

I'm going home tomorrow. If my parents see the palm marks on my face, I'll have to worry.

After a whole night of cold water and hot compress, the imprint of my palm finally faded.

After a simple packing up of the things I would use, I made a phone call and asked Xiaohua to take me to the station.

While I was still in the car, my parents kept calling me, tentatively telling me not to bring extra stuff, at the same time they also asked me if I would like to slow down and if my son-in-law would come, they would prepare a room in advance.

"Dad, mom, he's busy with work, so he can't come over for grandpa's birthday. Next time, I'll definitely bring him along next time."

I still haven't thought of how to tell my parents about the matter between me and Hailey, how to make it easier for them to accept it, how to explain it to them so they won't be so angry that they want to kick me out of the house.

I didn't dare to say the specifics, but of course, the most important aspect was that I couldn't say it.

Let them worry about me.

"Xiang'er, come here!"

"Mom and Dad?" Why did you guys come all the way here? " I looked at my parents who were holding up a sign holding the two big words "Lin Xiang", and I was a little dumbfounded. I didn't tell them what time I was going to be home, nor what time the bus was going to be, so why would they come to the train station to pick me up?

"Your husband called and told us. Child, you said that you didn't know to send us a message even if you came back. Fortunately, my son-in-law is better. Be obedient and report your daily schedule to us."

I looked at my mother's open and closed mouth and blinked, unsure of what to say.

"Mom, who did you say told you?"

Slow down? How could that be possible? He and I have no contact or communication with each other, so how could he contact my parents?

"Your husband, my son-in-law." Mom reached out and took the small package from me. She handed the suitcase to Dad, who stood to one side with a proud expression on his face.

Was it really that gentle? My heart throbbed, but only for a moment. He was my agent, and he knew my journey was no surprise.

"Xiang'er, although there are parents who don't understand the things you've done since you were young, your mother has to say that your eyes are pretty good this time."

"A son-in-law is worth his looks, but he still cares about you. You're a good man's role model."

Along the way, every word from her mother was a gentle word.

My mood was getting a little edgy.

In the end, who was their own child to speak up for an outsider at this time? Was it because he had given them a salary?

"Dad, mom, let's not talk about him today, it's good to be like this right now."

"Child, what are you saying? You tell me, why don't you? "My son-in-law is so obedient, he even knows to send red packets to his father-in-law and mother-in-law. There aren't many children like this these these days, which boy would place so much importance on his mother-in-law after marriage?"

He valued the other girl's parents more.

I almost yelled it out.

But in the end, I can't say.

"Dad, mom, maybe it's just him putting on an act to show respect to your father-in-law? "In fact, he's already no longer a good person. He might even have found other women outside, and is enjoying himself somewhere."

Because of the gentleness, I said a bit of cynicism, and forgot that the person opposite was my parents.

They saw every emotion I had and knew what I was thinking based on it.

"Lin Xiang, what's going on between you and your husband?"

My father stared at me, trembling slightly, and I knew he was worried about me.

I felt guilty and dared not look into my father's eyes.

"Nothing, I was just casually saying."

In the end, I still can't let my parents worry about me.

"Child, can you say something like that casually?" Mom looked at me disapprovingly before heaving a sigh of relief.

Looking at my parents beside me, I felt somewhat relieved. Although I lost miserably in love bread, I have my parents who love me and I have my family.

"Isn't this just to test out your concern for me?"

"Child, you are still testing me!"

Along the way, he chatted and laughed with his parents before returning home.

At night, looking at my parents preparing all kinds of delicious food, I held my phone in a daze.

Slow down, why did you send a message to my parents and not send me a word or a punctuation mark?

If he knew about my journey, would he know about what happened yesterday? How did his brother, his mother, hurt me?

The cellphone's notification sound suddenly sounded. I've only ever set the prompting tone to a slight setting for those who pay special attention to it.

I opened the interface as fast as I could, thinking about what message I would receive if I slowed down.

But I am destined to be disappointed.

The person who sent the message was one of my roommates from a long time ago. It has been a long time since I last contacted her.

Although I was disappointed, I still clicked on it.

"Are you there? "Please give me a thumbs-up for the first time, thank you."

Me:

It's not a big deal. What message, this kind of trash message, other than taking up my memory, is of no use to me at all.

Delete friends.

He closed the phone.

His parents had already prepared dinner.

"Xiang'er, hurry up and come eat. These are all things that you like to eat." Both his parents were carrying dishes in their hands, and the table was almost full.

"So copious? Mom and Dad? I'm afraid there's going to be leftovers today. " Ever since I went to college, I had the impression that every time I came home, my parents would prepare me a table full of delicious food.

Probably because their children had grown up, there was no one bothering them, so they became a little lonely.

"No worries, no worries. As long as you eat well, then it's fine. The leftovers aren't as happy as my daughter." Mom said as she helped me serve dinner.

"Eat more. Look at you. You've lost weight recently. Try to raise you back before you go back."

Have I lost weight in this period of time?

I subconsciously pinched the soft flesh on my waist. During this period of time, as I didn't have any form of cultivation, I completely relaxed and didn't go out to exercise. Aside from eating and drinking at home every day, I obviously got rich.

However, the thoughts in my heart was still my own. In order to not worry my parents, I forced myself to eat two bowls of rice.

He held on until he felt like vomiting, but he still had to force a smile.

"Dad, when are we going to grandpa's house tomorrow?" So as not to let my mother see that I was upset, I changed the subject.

"Noon, your grandpa still hasn't called to inform us."

Looking at the simple and honest smile on my father's face, my mood turned complicated.

"Dad, when did grandpa notify you in the past?"