time is my shadow

Chapter 403 If there is or if there is nothing (8)

"Mengmeng, don't be sad, this matter is not your fault, it is the mother who is at fault, if it is not because the mother is not clear about people, is too stupid, imagines love too beautifully, and thinks that there will be a happy life, she should not listen to you Grandma's words should not be subject to gossip." Lin Mengmeng's mother said, she patted the table with her hand, and her hand turned red quickly, and she patted very hard, maybe she was hitting herself in the past.

It's all her fault. Fairy tales are all lies. The story of Cinderella just tells us that if the glass shoe fits well, how can we lose it? It's just a deception.

"Mother, Mengmeng doesn't blame you. Mengmeng is very happy with her mother." The mother is very strict with herself, but she knows that her mother does this for her own good, for her own future.

"Well, grandma likes Mengmeng the most. Those dolls that Mengmeng had when she was a child were all made by your grandma when she was still alive. They were sewn stitch by stitch."

"Grandma is so kind, mother, don't be sad. Grandma will definitely not feel at ease seeing you like this. She is looking at us in the sky. After people leave, they will become stars in the sky."

Those dolls are very delicate. She always thought that her mother bought them in a toy store, but now she knows that they were made by her grandma. Grandma's craftsmanship is very good.

She hasn’t met her grandmother yet. What does her grandmother look like?
"Mengmeng is right." Sometimes white lies can also make people full of hope.

"Mom, do you have a picture of grandma, I want to see grandma." Mother should have.

"I'll look for it, it's in my room."

After a while, I came back, holding an old photo in my hand, the color was yellow, and I had experienced the baptism of years.

"This is a photo of your grandma when she was young. Isn't it beautiful? The other photos are gone. I don't know where your grandma put them. I can't find them."

"Mengmeng is hungry, mother is going to cook." Lin Mengmeng's mother patted Lin Mengmeng's head, then stood up and said to Lin Mengmeng.

"Mom, I'll help you." Lin Mengmeng was worried and afraid, but couldn't persuade her.

"No, you go to do your homework."

"I finished my homework."

"Uh, let's play with your mobile phone for a while. Today, mother allows you to play with your mobile phone."

"Okay." In the past, Lin Mengmeng didn't dare to play with her mobile phone in front of her mother, because her mother didn't like playing with things by herself.

These things made her feel very uncomfortable, and she entered a lot of information in her mind. Lin Mengmeng was so troubled that she had to close her eyes and lean on the back of the sofa.

I used to dare not ask my mother about my father, because this question was taboo for my mother, and it would explode and ignite at the slightest touch.

When my mother was very young, she told herself coldly that my father was dead.

When I think about it at this time, I probably mean that I am already dead in my heart, not that I am dead.

After nine o'clock, the meal was ready. After Lin Mengmeng's mother served the food, she turned her head to look at Lin Mengmeng. Lin Mengmeng drooped her head, guessing that she seemed to be asleep.

"Why are you asleep?" Lin Mengmeng's mother came over and gently patted Lin Mengmeng's shoulder.

Lin Mengmeng then reluctantly opened her eyes, her head was still groggy, "Mother." She said feebly, her head hurt a little, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

"Are you sick?" Lin Mengmeng's mother looked at Lin Mengmeng again with concern. , Lin Mengmeng frowned slightly, with a distressed expression, and touched her forehead, which seemed a little hot.

(End of this chapter)