"Oh, you're back." Her mother sat on the sofa with a leisurely look on her face, enjoying eating fruits and watching TV series with relish.
As soon as Song Ci entered the room, he saw his mother, then looked forward with a look of disgust. It was another bloody ethics drama, and he didn't know why he liked watching it so much.
She put down her bag, snuggled into the sofa and sat across from her.
"Yeah." She answered her calmly.
Her mother then moved her eyes to her and looked at the clock in front of her. She went out at noon and just came back now. How many hours?
How long does a blind date last? Some, so she stopped watching the show and sat up slightly, with an inquiring expression.
Song Ci looked at her mother's expression and knew that she was thinking about her words.
She was no longer surprised and just leaned against the sofa, waiting for her to speak.
"Smoothly?" Her mother considered her words and asked cautiously.
"Yeah, it went smoothly." She said in a flat voice, secretly complaining. Smoothly, it was more than smooth, it was like riding a rocket. I'm afraid no one can be as fast as her, it's all done in one go. But she didn't dare say that, otherwise it would upset her mother, which would be a sin.
When her mother heard her say this, she thought there was something going on and immediately leaned forward and looked at her.
"Suitable?" her mother asked again.
"It's suitable, why not?" How can you get a marriage certificate if it's not suitable?
Well, maybe it's not appropriate, or maybe I'm just crazy.
"Oh, that's what I told you. How could my judgment be wrong? It's just like that. You see, I asked you to go and see him a long time ago, but you refused to go. Are you convinced now? If you had listened to your mother earlier, you wouldn't have to wait until this age to have a romantic relationship." She was speechless looking at her mother.
What do you mean by early blooming? Is it good to bloom early? It just means bad peach blossoms, but I didn’t tell you?
"Well, when will you have someone come to your house to meet you?"
Her mother asked excitedly, "Are you waiting for your son-in-law to come right away?"
Oh, no, isn’t he already a son-in-law?
She was really curious, why did her mother want to get her married so much?
However, this is also good. Since you don't mind, we can just meet tomorrow and I don't have to make so many preparations. I was worried for a long time when I walked in. It seems that all this was just my imagination. Look, someone is giving me a way out before I even leave.
"Okay, see you. Let's meet tomorrow." She said casually.
"Okay, okay, see you tomorrow, see you tomorrow, tomorrow..."
Um?
She looked at her with a questioning look on her face and said uncertainly, "Tomorrow?"
"Well, yes, tomorrow." Song Ci nodded solemnly.
"Tomorrow, isn't tomorrow too soon? Even if I have a crush on you, it shouldn't happen that soon?" It was so fast that there was no over-preparation at all.
Her mother said in a low voice.
"Not fast?"
Mom looked up suspiciously, "Well, Cici, there's no need to be so anxious. We'll meet eventually, and it's the same if we meet later."
Song Ci was a little surprised by her mother's attitude. How could she be so calm the next moment when she was so happy one second? It was unrealistic, wasn't it?
She picked up the bag beside her, took out a red notebook from it and handed it to her mother.
Her mother took it with some confusion, and when she saw that it was a marriage certificate, she was still a little puzzled, wondering, who does it belong to?
"This, this is fake, right?" Her mother asked in confusion, her mind going blank.
Song Ci was speechless. It was written in black and white, and the official seal was still there. How could it be fake? Who would dare to forge it? Did he want to quit?
"It's absolutely true, and it's fresh out of the oven. You can meet your future son-in-law tomorrow. It will be true." She looked at her mother's frightened face and sat down with a serious expression.
After a long silence, her mother slammed the notebook on the table.
He stood up, his face filled with anger. "Are you so capable now? You make all the decisions on your own? It was like that three years ago, and it's still like that three years later. Do you treat me as your mother? Why didn't you tell me about something as big as getting married?"
"Ah, Song Ci, are you all right?"
Song Ci looked at his mother's furious expression and quickly went over to support her. "Mom, don't be angry. It's all my fault, my fault."
When Aunt Zhang heard the noise, she hurried in to help pat the lady on the back.
"No, you are not wrong, I am the one who is wrong."
"Mom, don't be like this." She knew her mother would react, but she didn't expect the reaction to be so big.
At this moment, she felt a little regretful. She regretted provoking her right away. She should have spoken slowly.
Her mother slapped her hand away, not wanting her to help her, and looked angry.
"I can't teach you anymore, let your father teach you."
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