Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

"All indicators are normal." The expression on An Ying's face was calm and calm, as if this matter was not worth taking to heart at all. .

Hearing the other party's answer, An Yin felt relieved. She glanced at the table, her eyes falling on the only soup, "Then drink more soup." After saying that, she reached out to help the other party fill a bowl.

Anying brushed her daughter's hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

Seeing that Ms. An was firm, An Yin gave up.

An Yin was so focused on the food that he didn't notice that An Ying's eyes kept falling on his neck. The jade he wore last night was now hanging on An Yin's collarbone.

An Yin was wearing a V-neck white sweater with a gray sports coat on top, and the jade on her neck and shoulders was obvious.

After eating, An Yin took the initiative to clear away the dishes and wash the dishes.

An Ying saw her daughter rushing to do the work, so she let her do it.

After finishing the work at home, Anying took her daughter out.

An Yin saw Ms. An holding his wrist and asked with a squinting look, "Where are we going?" Although curious, An Yin did not slow down and followed Ms. An's pace.

"Just follow me." An Ying smiled, "Will I sell you out?"

Hearing Ms. An's words, An Yin instantly remembered Shi Qing's experience and said with a depressed expression, "I have a roommate, and her mother started asking her to go on a blind date."

An Yin is still a little scared when she mentions this incident. She was almost bullied by Shi Qing's blind date. Every time she thinks of this incident, she still has lingering fear. An Yin dare not tell Ms. An!

"It's too early!" An Ying frowned. After all, it was someone else's family matter. An Ying refused to comment, thinking that her daughter would be twenty-one soon. If she meets the boy she likes in the near future, she might also leave. Entering the palace of marriage, An Ying felt uncomfortable.

Her daughter has been her support all these years. Once her daughter spreads her wings and flies away from her, thinking about this, she feels a sense of emptiness!

"Her mother hates getting married a little too much." After An Yin replied, she quickly stretched out her hand to hold the other person's hand and vowed, "I will never get married in the future. I want to stay with my mother all my life."

Her voice is soft and waxy, making people feel comfortable.

Listening to her daughter's words, although she was considerate, An Ying stretched out her hand, pretended to pat her arm, and scolded her softly, "How can a girl not get married? Mom still wants to wait for you to eat, drink and have fun alone after you get married. Well, I don’t want to accompany you, an old girl, every day!”

An Yin pouted, his displeasure written on his face, "Huh, I'm going to stick to you."

An Ying's watery eyes were like clear springs, and her smile reached straight to the bottom of her eyes. Why didn't she want to be with her daughter all the time? However, she had a deep understanding of what it was like to live a lonely single life, and she did not want her daughter to follow in her footsteps.

Anying let her daughter do whatever she wanted, and the two of them walked and laughed. When passing by the bookstore opened by Anying, An Yin stopped and wanted to go in and take a look, but An Ying stopped her.

"Let's go next time, we are in a hurry."

Now that An Ying said that, An Yin didn't think much about it. She glanced at the sign of her bookstore and felt something was wrong. When she looked away, she turned her head and looked at the other person, "Mom, has the sign changed?" Got a new one?"

When An Ying heard this, the smile that originally hung on her face froze at this moment, and she said in a perfunctory tone, "I replaced some old furnishings and signboards some time ago."

"Oh." An Yin nodded, "I must have spent a lot of money." "Mom has some savings. Don't worry about money. Just study hard. Mom will be happy if you are safe." An Ying always spoke They are neither arrogant nor impetuous, just like gurgling water, pleasant to the ear, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"When I graduate, I can make money to support my mother!" An Yin said.

The two chatted all the way, crossed the road, and came to the opposite side of the street. High-rise buildings stood tall, including some shopping malls. Although they were not as grand as the shopping malls in the city center, they still had the necessary necessities for life.

An Yin watched Ms. An take him to a down jacket shop with familiarity.

Just after entering the door, a waiter inside saw An Ying and greeted her as if she were an acquaintance, "Ms. An, are you here with your daughter?"

"Well, she happens to be on vacation." An Ying looked at the waiter and smiled back.

The next second, An Yin was pushed into the dressing room by Ms. An. The waiter put a down jacket in her hand, "Let's try this one first."

"Ah? Oh." An Yin was completely confused and was pushed in to change clothes.

Outside the door, An Yin heard Ms. An chatting with the waiter.

"Ms. An, your daughter really looks like you, as beautiful as a little fairy." The waiter praised her without hesitation.

After hearing these words too many times, An Ying kept smiling indifferently.

The waiter was very enthusiastic and looked familiar, "Would you like to try both of the two items you picked last time?"

"Yeah." An Ying nodded.

An Ying had told her daughter to buy a down jacket before. Today, the temperature is about to drop, and there is no sign of the down jacket. An Ying has no choice but to go out in person and wander around the surrounding shopping malls. Finally, I chose this store, thinking that I would buy it when my daughter comes back. After all, you still have to try on clothes that fit you closely to know if they fit.

When he came out of the store, An Yin was holding a bag in his hand containing a newly purchased down jacket.

"Mom, I'm still studying. Do I need to buy such expensive clothes?" An Yin looked at the bag in his hand melancholy, feeling unhappy.

The clothes in hand cost more than 3,000 yuan, which was a huge expense for a poor family like theirs. An Yin felt that the clothes in his hands weighed a thousand kilograms.

When checking out, no matter how much Anyin resisted, Anying was still stubborn!
In fact, the temperaments of mother and daughter are exactly the same. When they get angry, even ten cows can't hold them back!
"I read the weather forecast a few days ago and it said that this winter will be extremely cold. Buy a better down jacket so you won't get cold." An Ying turned her head and looked at her daughter, her eyes filled with affection.

"Then why don't you pick one?" An Yin stopped and stared at the other party with bright eyes.

An Ying froze, knowing that her daughter was feeling sorry for her. She stretched out her hand and tucked a piece of hair from An Yin's forehead behind her ear, "The one from last year looks like brand new, why waste that money."

An Yin's eyes were slightly red and he muttered, "What's old is what's old."

"Mom, don't lose your temper next time you buy. It seems like there are people coming and going. Are you ashamed?" An Ying deliberately sounded alarmist. There were not many people shopping in the mall in the morning, and they occasionally walked together in twos and threes.

"Humph, you think I'm a three-year-old child." An Yin said softly, adjusted her mood, and forced herself to hold back the tears that were rolling in her eyes.