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Chapter 259 Parents Love 5
The mother smiled and shook her head, looking at her father: "If you don't go, I'm already married to you."

Mother's smile was very gentle, illuminating father's cabin very brightly.

Dad's face turned red all of a sudden.

According to my father, when his mother smiled, his heart beat uncontrollably, and his face, neck, and ears all turned red. That feeling was very strange, but unexpected. I don't hate it, I still like it...

When my father said that, I couldn't help but take a look at my father's dark skin. I really doubted that my mother didn't know that my father was blushing at that time.

If the father didn't say it, who would know?

I couldn't help but sigh again and saw a flower stuck on the cow dung.

What a pity!
On the second day of the wedding, my mother was still wearing the same red dress. There was no other way. My father didn’t even have his own clothes, let alone other extra clothes, so my mother could only continue to wear her own clothes. At least it was still warm.

The mother was doomed to live in poverty from the moment she married her father.

So in the days that followed, my mother didn't have a moment to rest, and of course, so did my father.

Just for that little bit of food that can fill you up.

so poor.

Maybe my mother was right. After all, if my father was really alone, my father might not be able to survive that winter.

Not just because of lack of food, but because of loss of hope in life.

At that time, that young father could not see the future, no hope, and no belief that could support him to live.

If there is no mother, the father may really die quietly in that winter.

The arrival of his mother made his father see a ray of light that belonged to him in the long darkness. It was hope, it was the belief that gave him a reason to live, and it belonged to him alone, alone.

Life needs to go on.

With one more mother in the dilapidated hut, the house seems to be called home, and it exudes a warm smell everywhere.

The first days were difficult, but father and mother supported each other and lived hard.

The winter chill faded away little by little, the ice and snow melted, and some lovely greenery gradually appeared on the grass.

This is a season of revival of all things, full of vigorous vitality.

Father and mother finally passed that difficult winter.

Ever since my mother and father got married, she has also been deeply and indelibly marked, and discrimination is everywhere.

People will always whisper something before the mother arrives, and look at the mother with a strange look from time to time, but when the mother comes to the side, they don't say anything, and the silence is scary.

Once they walked away, they started whispering and pointing again. They knew that their mother hadn't gone far at all and could hear them talking, but they still talked as if nothing had happened.

This is only on the surface, and I don't know how many words about my mother have been said behind the scenes.

These words are not necessarily bad words, and of course they are not necessarily good words. In those days, a good girl with an innocent family like my mother chose to marry a reform-through-labor prisoner like her father without hesitation. This is really a strange thing .

But they don't understand it, so people can't say anything if they want to.

I can only endure it silently.

(End of this chapter)