As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

“I don’t want to communicate with the world.”

"Who do you want to communicate with? Can your parents or other elders like them?"

“Mom and Dad can definitely be included… Apart from the elders, Xiaoyun and the others can also be included, but the one I miss the most is Heiyang. It feels like I have endless things to say to him.

Whether it's nonsense, serious discussion, or even pretending to be angry and quarreling, it's all very interesting. "

"That's it..."

Lan Yuying laughed teasingly: "It seems that our Xiaoli has become a prisoner of love and can't escape!"

"Ah... wha... what!"

Hongli's face turned slightly red and she beeped softly.

"I, can't I be willing? Who would want to escape!"

"I know, I know."

Lan Yuying chuckled and put her hand on Hongli's shoulder.

"How about it? Does it look good?"

"what……"

Hongli looked at the girl with a ponytail in the mirror, shook her head, and the ponytail shook with her.

"Mom, you know I don't have any aesthetic sense when it comes to hairstyles and clothes..."

Hongli sighed and said helplessly: "I only have two requirements for them, convenience and comfort, that's enough.

As for aesthetics and fashion, they are not even considered!"

"Then take another look."

Lan Yuying pinched her daughter's shoulder with some dissatisfaction: "Look carefully, look seriously, look carefully, Xiaoli, don't you feel that if you change your look occasionally, you will feel a sense of brightness?"

"Uh……"

Hongli looked at her expressionless self in the mirror with her pale red eyes and shook her head helplessly.

"No, I can't see anything at all, it just feels a bit weird...

Well, I can’t see myself normally anyway, so there’s no need to worry about all this!”

"Eh!"

Hongli received a light slap on the head, and her mother said in a tone of disappointment: "Dressing up is not just for yourself, but also for others to see!"

"Give it to whom?"

Hongli frowned, looking aggrieved.

"If you can't even see it yourself, how can you let others see it?"

"Who are you telling this to?"

"Ah this..."

Hongli was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.

"Hei, Heiyang? Dress up for him?"

"uh-huh."

Lan Yuying nodded, showing a longing expression, and smiled: "You are obviously a beautiful girl and a handsome boy. Yiyi and I have always wanted to dress you up beautifully. Seeing you two shining together, just thinking about it makes me feel that the picture is beautiful, right?"

"Hey, you've been exposed. The so-called worthy others are probably you guys!"

Hongli sighed, spread her hands, and showed a confident expression: "As for Heiyang, no matter what style I wear, he will like me. There is no need to dress up deliberately!"

"Humph, so what if Yiyi and I want to watch it?"

Lan Yuying snorted and got straight to the point: "What's wrong with wanting to dress up your own children?"

Speaking of this, Lan Yuying felt a little unhappy.

It’s obvious that other mothers can dress their daughters up beautifully all day long, but in her house, there is only a lazy little girl buried in the quilt.

"Mom bought you so many beautiful clothes!"

Lan Yuying grabbed her daughter's face unhappily and was very angry.

"One-piece dresses, small flower dresses, flowing fairy dresses, small formal dresses... there are even beautiful cheongsams that are said to have come from other places!

As a result, you refuse to wear any of them and they are all buried in the closet. Wow, do you know how wasteful that is?

Think about those poor children who can't even afford new clothes during the Chinese New Year. Aren't you ashamed of your behavior?"

“Ahh…”

Hongli was used to having her face pulled and her head shaken around, and she was too lazy to resist.

"But, but that was not what I wanted to buy. It was mom who made the decision... Ugh... "

"..."

"Boom"

With a muffled sound, a large box was placed in front of Hongli.

Lan Yuying snorted softly and opened the locked box. First, a special herbal fragrance came out - it was used to prevent moisture and insect infestation.

Then, there was a pile of colorful and beautiful clothes, some of which were sparkling and almost dazzled Hongli's eyes.

"Every New Year, your mother would pick out some new clothes for you, thinking of showing you off in front of your relatives."

Lan Yuying raised her head with longing, looking at the imaginary bubbles in the air.

"Oh, whose girl is this? She's so pretty!"

"Xiao Li looks as beautiful as her mother."

"I really envy Yuying for having such a beautiful and lovely daughter..."

"Oh ho ho ho..."

Listening to the praises from relatives and friends, and looking at their jealous yet forced smiles, Lan Yuying couldn't help laughing out loud, intoxicated by the flattery of the beautiful girls.

"But!"

Lan Yuying crushed her imaginary bubble and said fiercely through gritted teeth, "The reality is that every time I want to find you, I don't know where you are hiding.

The one who is feeling sour inside but has to put on a brave face is me, your mother!"

"Ah this..."

Hong Li turned her head away with a guilty look on her face, curled her lips, and whispered: "Mom, you also want that kind of hypocritical and polite compliment..."

"Yes, Mom just likes that kind of hypocritical and polite compliments, what's wrong?"

Lan Yuying snorted and rolled her eyes.

"I am just such a vulgar person, your mother. I am not as good as you in terms of thinking. So what can you do about it?!"

Hongli: "..."

"Mom, you are cheating!"

"I'm just playing tricks, what's wrong, is Xiaoli so cruel that she wants to make mom unhappy?!"

"Ah this..."

The corner of Hongli's mouth twitched, and she suddenly thought of something. Her eyes lit up and she pushed the pot.

"Well, don't we still have Xiao Huo? You can take her with you. If it really doesn't work, if it really doesn't work..."

Hongli thought quickly and her clever little brain worked rapidly.

"If all else fails, just say Xiao Huo is your little daughter. Yes, they don't know Xiao Huo is your granddaughter anyway, so it doesn't matter if you just say she is your daughter!"

Hongli nodded, gave a thumbs up, and revealed a row of sparkling, neat silver teeth.

"Well, don't worry, I will cooperate with you and not reveal the truth!

At that time, we will call each other by our own names. Xiaohuo will call me mom and I will call her sister. How about that? This is a good idea, right? Hahahaha!

Uh, why are you looking at me like that? It's scary..."

Lan Yuying: "..."

"boom."

The door was closed tightly and Hongli trembled with fear.

"Well, Mom, calm down, don't be impulsive..."

"Xiao Li..."

Lan Yuying gently picked out a crimson dress from the box and turned to look at Hongli who was sitting beside her.

"What do you think?"

"I……"

Hongli’s forehead was covered with sweat: “I, what do I feel!

Mom, let me tell you, I am a great monk now, and I could hurt you if I am not careful, so don’t be impulsive!"

"hehe."

Lan Yuying sneered and rushed forward: "Xiao Li, wake up! Turn into a beautiful little girl for me!"

"No--"

A shrill wail squeezed out from the crack in the door, mixed with an old mother's laughter.

"Xiao Li, don't you want the person you like to see how beautiful you are?!"

"Hei Yang won't care about this!"

"Just wear it for a few days and then change it out, okay?"

"I wouldn't have been fooled by this kind of trickery when I was three years old!"

"Humph, that's not up to you!"

"No! Shirt! No! Pants! No! And bra! Don't leave me!"

"If the old doesn't go, the new won't come!"

"Woooooooo..."

"..."

"..."

"so……"

Heiyang looked at himself in the mirror with suspicion. His hair was combed neatly. He was wearing a dark black gown embroidered with flowing water patterns. With the sword on his waist, he looked majestic.

"Mom, are you sure Xiaoli will like me wearing this?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Qing Yiyi did not answer Heiyang's words, but looked at Heiyang with shining eyes, and kept making sighing sounds.

"Look, look, whose handsome boy is this?"

Qing Yiyi kept helping Heiyang smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes, her face full of excitement and pride.

"Sure enough, only Miss Qing Yiyi can give birth to such a handsome son. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Mother!"

Heiyang raised his voice helplessly: "You haven't answered my question yet. Will Xiaoli really think I look good if I dress like this? Why do I feel that it's a little unreliable?"

"what?!"

Qing Yiyi's eyes widened: "Are you questioning your mother's aesthetic taste?!

Are you still questioning the good looks you inherited from your mom? ! "

"Ah, no, no."

Hei Yang narrowed his eyes and said with a wry smile, "That's right, I'm not used to wearing it."

"Nonsense, who usually wears this..."