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Yan Yefang's tears were as sudden as when she wanted to see Xie Lingsheng.

Yan You's heart sank, she hurried forward and called out worriedly: "Mom."

"Auntie..." Xie Lingsheng was also a little confused, she bent down and pulled a tissue from the table into Yan You's hand.

Yan You supported Yan Yefang's arm, and asked softly, "Why are you crying?" She said intentionally, "Xiao Xie is still here."

Yan Yefang waved her hand, wiped away her tears with Yan Che's tissue, and then smiled: "It's okay."

Yan Yefang wiped away tears again: "I just suddenly remembered that I haven't done my hair for a long time."

Xie Lingsheng followed her words: "Then you must try it in the future. The barber shop opened by my friend has participated in many competitions in the past few years, and has won many championships. I can see it occasionally when I go there. A lot of uncles and aunts." She lifted her lower lip easily, "As long as you want any look, they can definitely do it."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Xiaoxie."

Xie Lingsheng said softly, "It should."

In fact, there is no question of should or should not, because it is Yan You who is in love with her, and there is nothing wrong with her only focusing on Yan Ye. I want to make Yan Che happier and the burden on my shoulders lighter, so I want to work hard on Yan Yefang's side.

What Yan Yefang lacks the most right now is companionship, and what she just said has the meaning of companionship.

A meal is eaten peacefully.

Needless to say, Yan Che's cooking skills, and the mood of the three of them became clearer, and in the end they almost ate up these few dishes.

After the meal was finished, Yan Che washed the fruits and put them on the tea table.

Yan Yefang seemed very satisfied with Xie Lingsheng. Just looking at Xie Lingsheng, she laughed many times and called out "Xiao Xie" one by one.

Yan You stuffed a piece of pineapple into his mouth, and after he swallowed it, he heard Xie Ling say again: "Auntie, I'm not busy tomorrow, and Yan Yan is free, so let's go to that barbershop?"

"This..." Yan Yefang hesitated, "Tomorrow?"

Xie Lingsheng smiled: "Yes, tomorrow is very suitable."

Yan You knew what Xie Lingsheng meant, and followed suit: "Yes, Mom, the weather will be fine tomorrow." She asked, "Could it be that you have something else to do?"

"No, no, I have nothing else to do."

Yan Yefang stood up and said, "Then let me see what hairstyle I make."

"Don't you need to watch it then?"

Yan Yefang shook her head: "I'll go back to my room to look for photos."

She went back to the bedroom, only words and thanks were heard in the living room.

Yan You fed Xie Lingsheng a piece of pineapple, and frowned slightly: "Why didn't you tell me these things?"

"I forgot."

Yan Che narrowed his eyes: "Look, I believe it or not."

Xie Lingsheng immediately said: "I haven't thought about how to tell you, there is too little time."

Yan Che looked at her and sighed, but in the end, Xie Lingsheng was still thinking of her mother, and things were done very well, so what position does she have to say?

only……

"So how much money do these two cards add up to?"

Xie Lingsheng thought about it: "Not many."

Yan Che raised his eyebrows.

"It adds up to about 4 yuan."

Yan Che: "..."

Yan Che took a deep breath: "I..."

Xie Lingsheng guessed what she was going to say: "Half, is that okay?"

Xie Lingsheng insisted: "If you want to transfer the full amount to me, I will not be happy. Half of it is my bottom line, because I want to make my aunt happy. If she is happy, you will be happy, and if you are happy, I will be happy too." Follow along and be happy, after all, it’s for myself.”

"...What nonsense?"

Xie Lingsheng insisted: "I don't care, either don't transfer me, or transfer me half at most."

"Okay." Yan You stopped being hypocritical, and used Alipay to transfer [-] to Xie Lingsheng on the spot.

Yan Yefang is her mother, and she should be responsible for it. In fact, she was not responsible before. She also sent money to Yan Yefang every month, but she was not as thoughtful as Xie Lingsheng, and she went to Thanks to the restaurant opened by the friend of Lingsheng, the sanitation and taste are very good.

Thinking about this, Yan Che lowered his eyes, took Xie Lingsheng's hand and squeezed it: "Thank you."

"Better call me."

Yan Che showed his face: "Okay, okay, my thanks."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yefang came out of the bedroom with a booklet.

Yan Che knows this album, there are many old photos of their family in it, after Li Jialiang passed away, no new photos were put in this album, now Yan Yefang took out this album, which made Yan Che a little surprised .

Because she remembered that Yan Yefang hadn't opened it for a long time.

Yan Yefang sat down on the sofa, and she put on her glasses, instructing Yan Yu to turn on the lights a bit more.

Yan Che did as he did and sat down beside her again.

Xie Lingsheng leaned against Yan You, resting his chin on Yan You's shoulder, and leaned over to watch.

The photo album is well preserved, even after so many years, there is no trace from the outside, and judging from the date above, the photo album is at least 27 years old.

Two years more than their present age.

Yan Yefang raised her glasses and turned to the first page.

"You can give me some advice." Yan Yefang said.

"Ok."

The first page is a girl who looks to be only about 20 years old. She is wearing very old-fashioned leather shoes and a dress, with double ponytails, and she is smiling brightly at the camera.

Yan Yefang stroked the plastic film outside: "This is when I was 22 years old."

"...Mom, I really look like you." Yan Che sighed.

Xie Lingsheng's smile was still on his face: "I think so too."

Yan Yefang sighed: "Of course, you are my daughter."

The photos continued to flip through, and the front was basically Yan Yefang when he was young. After a few pages, Li Jialiang appeared, and then there were related photos of their marriage. That day, Li Jialiang was wearing a black suit, and she was wearing a white wedding dress. Snuggling under the camera, the smile is very dazzling, and after that is the pregnancy period, after which it looks like a baby, and slowly grows up, able to crawl on the ground, able to stand up and walk...

Yan Yefang flipped through the pages and said, "Do you remember why you are crying in this picture?"

"Can not remember."

How old was she then, five or six years old, she has no relevant memories.

Yan Yefang could answer: "Because when we took you to the market, you fell in love with another doll, but you had the same doll, so we didn't buy it for you. You didn't make any noise but cried all the way. , your dad was so distressed, I said I can't spoil you, and even took out the camera to take this picture of you."

Yan Yu raised his forehead: "...So it's black history."

Xie Lingsheng gently pinched her waist, a little teasing.

The atmosphere was harmonious, and the entire photo album was slowly flipped through. The last page was a group photo of their family of three.

Yan Yefang stroked Li Jialiang above with her thumb, with a gentle and sad expression.

"Mom..." Yan Che recalled her thoughts in time, "So which hairstyle will you do tomorrow?"

Xie Lingsheng made a suggestion from the side: "Auntie, why don't you have the hairstyle you had when you were on a blind date with your uncle?"

Yan Yefang laughed: "Okay, listen to Xiao Xie."

She took out the photo by herself and put it in the palm of her hand, then closed the album again, and got up again: "I'm going to rest, you two, take a rest too."

"Mom, good night."

"Okay auntie."

Once again, there were only the two of them left in the living room. Yan Xie was leaning on Xie Lingsheng's shoulder, watching the black screen of the TV, and his voice sounded softly: "I will go to the neighborhood supermarket with you to buy some daily necessities in a while."

Xie Lingsheng kissed her forehead: "Okay."

Yan Che squeezed her fingers again: "You have seen so many old photos of me today, and you also know some dark history, I unilaterally express that it is unfair."

"Then I'll find time to take you home."

"We also have a photo album at home."

Yan Che sat up straight instantly: "That's not what I meant."

"I know, you're not ready yet." Xie Lingsheng rubbed the back of her head, "I'll just bring the photo album out by myself next time I go home."

Yan Che looked straight at her: "Sheng Sheng, if you give me a little more time, I will stand side by side with you on an equal footing."

"Okay?"

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