I really don't want to be a star

Mother Su said a few words to the little girl at the front desk, then took off her apron and changed into a full set of clothes, and went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables.

Mother Su and most of the people in the vegetable market are old acquaintances, and they have dealt with each other for more than ten years. After exchanging pleasantries, she pulls Su Zijin and Liu Xinyu in front of her, saying that her son is back when they meet, And a daughter-in-law.

The people in the vegetable market are all middle-aged people, not in their forties or in their thirties, and they don't know celebrities like Su Zijin very well, so there is nothing wrong with them.

After walking around the vegetable market, Su Zijin was already carrying countless bags, and the amount of beef in his hand alone was more than ten catties, but Su's mother still didn't stop.

"Old Liu, how do you sell this fish in your family?"

"Twelve catties, okay, give me two catties if you pick one."

Mother Su took the fish she caught and pointed to Su Zijin who was about to be buried by vegetables behind her.

"Old Liu, look at my son."

When she said this, Mother Su was proud and proud, her face was like a flower blooming, she patted her chest, almost showing off.

"Sister Li, why did you buy so many vegetables today?"

Everyone in the vegetable market knew Mother Su and said hello. Mother Su pointed at Su Zijin behind her with the straightforwardness of a businessman.

"My son is back today, so I don't want to buy a few more vegetables."

When he walked out of the vegetable market, Su Zijin was completely buried. She smiled wryly to see that the excitement had not yet passed, and she guessed that if she didn't open her mouth, she could still go shopping.

"Mom, why did you buy so many vegetables, and why did you carry them all for me? Xiaoyu did it empty-handed."

"Why are you so sour, Xiaoyu is a girl, you are a big man, what to say when you order food, besides, these dishes are not for you to eat!"

Mother Su glared, looking for fruit at the fruit stand.

"Sister Wang, do you have any more watermelon? How much is it per catty?"

"43 a pound."

"Pick me a big one, my son loves it."

Mother Su smiled and looked at the vegetable vendor.

But Su Zijin was a little teary, there is probably no one else in this world who can treat you like this except parents.

Others are trying their best to seek rewards from you, but parents are always paying for you.

But we always respond to those strangers with a smile, but give our parents a cold face.

Looking at my mother who is struggling to carry a big watermelon, I remember that when I was a child, when I opened a cake shop by myself, I was also a woman who could easily carry a bag of noodles.

"Mom, let me come."

The crisp female voice sounded in Su's mother's ears. Su's mother raised her eyes to look at Liu Xinyu, and passed the watermelon in her hand in a daze.

"Row."

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After walking for a while, I arrived at Su Zijin's original home. There was a row of small trees in front of the door of the seventh-floor building. Su Zijin's home was on the first floor, and the door was opened not long after.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, Su Zijin rubbed his shoulders and looked at his mother in an apron.

"Mom, let me help you."

Mother Su skillfully picked up the apron, buttoned it behind her, and watched Su Zijin say.

"Come on, you're so frizzy, I can't believe you."

"Auntie, let me come."

Liu Xinyu took off her coat, revealing her turtleneck sweater, and pulled up an apron.

Seeing Liu Xinyu's face, Su's mother became amiable.

"Okay, I see that Xiao Yu is someone who can cook, come and give me a hand."

Seeing the two of them entering the kitchen together, Su Zijin felt helpless.

Well, the relationship between these two women is as good as that of sisters, and I think it will be miserable in the future.

Su Zijin felt that he was doubly cold, as if he was an outsider.

Lifting the vegetable bag and opening the refrigerator, Su Zijin was stunned for a moment. There were two steamed buns, rice porridge, and two bowls of pickles in the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator.

Su Zijin sighed helplessly. His mother had been diligent and thrifty in managing the family all her life, and because she believed in Buddhism, she usually ate very simple food.

Originally, Su Zijin wanted her to move into the villa, but Su's mother had to disagree, saying that the neighbors and folks had been together all their lives, and it would not suit them to change to another place.

However, Su Zijin absolutely cannot tolerate Su's mother going on like this.

I found an opportunity to redecorate this building and talk to the folks by the way.

The more Su Zijin thought about it, the more confused he became. He knew that what Su's mother lacked most was his company, and it was also because of her reluctance to leave the cake shop and neighbors.

After all, Su's mother was born here all her life, opened a shop here, and is surrounded by old neighbors.

This man, nostalgia.

Su Zijin opened his room. He hadn't been back for a long time, but it was still clean. Except that there was a Buddhist hall in the bedroom, there was no difference. Even his height was still marked on the door since he was a child.

1.3 meters...1.5 meters...1.7 meters...

Touching each of the lines, Su Zijin's eyes became more imaginative, remembering that every time he celebrates his birthday, his mother always leads him to draw lines and take pictures, and even makes him a big cake.

Su Zijin smiled helplessly, looked at the guitar standing on the bed, tightened the strings again, put it in front of him, picked up the pen on the table, and wrote down the lyrics on the paper.

"The old tree in front of the door grows new shoots

The dead trees in the yard are blooming again

Half survived a lot of words

Hidden in white hair

little feet in memory

chubby little mouth

Give him love all your life
Just for the sound of parents"

Su Zijin plucked the strings, wrote down the whole song, took out the phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Hao, are you still in the recording company?"

Brother Hao was also a little confused when he saw Su Zijin who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"What's the matter, you kid is now a big star, remember what happened to me, by the way, Ye Feng and those boys miss you very much, why don't you go and see them."

"Brother Hao, I want to record a song, see if you can find me a recording studio."

"No problem, by the way, I'll find my ex-brother for a drink in two days, Wang Zhen misses you a lot."

Brother Hao paused after saying this.

What is Su Zijin's status now, can he drink with them?
Brother Hao felt wrong about what he said just now, so he heard Su Zijin's hearty laughter on the phone.

"Okay, let's call Wang Zhen over in two days, let's have a drink together."

Brother Hao laughed out loud after being taken aback for a moment.

"No, Wang Zhen opened a bar in City H, and it's here now, just go to him directly."

"Yo, why?"

Su Zijin lifted his spirits.

"It seems to be because of a little girl. This time Wang Zhen really fell into it. I didn't expect such a veteran in love to have such a day."

"Really? I didn't expect that, how is that little girl, Brother Zhen?"

"I guess we're already talking about getting married. Wang Zhen is busy opening bars every day. Now he has seven or eight stores in his hands. I heard that the business is good."

"Okay, this old wolf also has today."

"Isn't it? Back then, who would have imagined that such a prodigal son in love would be fascinated by a little girl in her early twenties. I don't think that little girl is as good-looking as Wang Zhen's before."

"True love, how about you, are you married to your sister-in-law?"

Su Zijin lay on the bed, heard the recent news from those people before, and said with a smile.

"Me? I got married a long time ago, and now the children are almost able to walk."

"You are such a big deal, don't tell me, it's not interesting, it's really not interesting."

Su Zijin chatted for a long time before hanging up the phone. Although on the surface they were chatting happily, but with the gap in status, a gap appeared early in the relationship between the two.