Grandma was sitting on the sofa with an honest look on her face. Opposite her was sitting Minglan admonishing her.
"Mom, didn't we tell you not to pick up trash anymore? Why didn't you listen to us? Picking up trash is so dirty, there are so many bacteria, there are so many children in the house, and the little waves are so small"
Grandma is like a child who made a mistake, but she still defended in a low voice: "I wore a plastic raincoat, gloves, and tongs. I was very careful."
"It's not that you are short of food and drink, you are still picking up trash at such an old age, so that others will see what you say and think that your son and daughter are treating you harshly."
"Why do you care about other people's eyes? I pick up garbage and sell it for money, and I rely on my own hands to work. I don't steal or snatch it. I don't feel ashamed."
No matter what Minglan said, grandma has reasons to defend.
Minglan said: "You can just pick up cardboard and plastic bottles and sell them. What happened to Xiao Langhua's skirt? And what happened to the lemon?"
The beautiful skirts are all bought by kind-hearted people who see grandma picking up scraps, so the children in the family wear small clothes and give them to grandma for sale. Lemons are also given to grandma by kind-hearted people. In fact, when grandma goes to the street to pick up scraps, passersby often see them Call grandma home and give grandma the idle things at home. Some things are so good that grandma is reluctant to sell them and throw them away, so she takes them home and eats them.
When grandma told the truth, Minglan was stunned.
"Mom, we can't persuade you. You have to think about tomorrow anyway. He doesn't have a girlfriend and he's not married yet. There's a mother who likes to pick up trash. Which girl would marry tomorrow?"
After Ming Lan finished speaking, the doorbell rang.
"I must be back tomorrow." In order to avoid Minglan's lecture, grandma quickly got up from the sofa and fled to open the door.
Except for tomorrow, there is a girl standing outside the door: wearing a yellow dress, with a ponytail, and a very cute baby face, but at the moment this baby face is not happy, the eyelashes are wet, and it seems that she has cried.
"Mom, why are you still in a daze, aren't you coming back tomorrow?" Minglan walked over.
"I came back today." Grandma was stunned for a while.
"Mom, what are you doing standing there stupidly? The guest is here, let her in quickly." Tomorrow's urging, grandma regained her senses and hurriedly fetched slippers for the guest.
"Is this your girlfriend?" Ming Lan asked in surprise.
Tomorrow looked at his sister with contempt: "I really don't know how you are a mother?"
Tomorrow, he said and led the guests into the living room.
Minglan looked at tomorrow's back, embarrassed and unconvinced: "Hey, tomorrow, it's amazing to have a girlfriend? You even satirized your sister."
"This is Langhua's head teacher." Minglan solemnly introduced Teacher Huang to Minglan tomorrow, and Minglan was stunned.
"You are Langhua's mother?" When Minglan looked at Teacher Huang, Teacher Huang also looked at Minglan.
"You are Teacher Huang?" Ming Lan asked with shame.
Now, grandma remembered, "It turned out to be Mr. Huang. I didn't recognize Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang came to visit my house. When you get old, your memory is bad"
After confirming the identity of Teacher Huang, Ming Lan panicked and hurriedly cut fruit and fetched drinks for Teacher Huang, and called Xiao Langhua to come out quickly, Teacher Huang came to visit her home.
Hearing the shout, the little waves ran from the room to the living room, excited like a bird: "Mr. Huang, why did you come back with my uncle? Did you promise to be my uncle's girlfriend?" (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com