“What happy event?” Lin Yuehan looked at her mother with a smile.
“Today is a good day for your sister Yueru to be sixteen years old!” said the mother solemnly.
When Lin Yuehan heard this, his eyes immediately dimmed.
This big happy event turned out to be the birthday of Lin Yueru, my half-sister?
The mother did not notice Lin Yuehan’s expression, and just said to herself, “You haven’t seen your sister for a long time. I don’t know that she has now become a graceful and graceful beauty.”
“A few days ago, when I passed by, I saw several groups of matchmakers coming in and out of the door, almost squeezing the door.”
“Yes, Yueru has been a beauty since she was a child. Many boys in the town have fought for her.” Lin Yuehan casually said perfunctorily.
As the mother spoke, she gently stroked her hand on Lin Yuehan’s cheek, her eyes becoming guilty and self-blame.
“Your sister is four years younger than you, but now she is already engaged in marriage. You are four years older than her, but you are still married to Xing Wuqian.”
Seeing her mother mentioning the past, Lin Yuehan’s thoughts became a little dazed.
She remembered that she was dressed as a man, and was called “child” by her mother.
At that time, I had privately complained to my mother why I couldn’t wear a good-looking pink dress?
Also, whenever I see the little girls with beautiful butterflies tied on their heads, holding them in their arms, calling “Niu Niu” intimately, I feel so envious.
However, after so many years, I am used to wearing green clothes and don’t think the dress of those women is so great!
She coughed lightly and pulled herself back from her memories.
She held her mother’s rough and warm hands and tried her best to comfort her.
“Mom, I don’t want to get married! With my mother by my side, I’ll live like this for the rest of my life!”