Time: Summer 1962 Location: Taipei Right and wrong success or failure turned around, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for several times! Why can't the setting sun stay?Turn it into a day of silk rain! dusk.The setting sun slanted on the mottled window sills, and the sunlight penetrated through the incomplete windows, staining the blue curtains that had been washed gray and white.The tree shadows swing and sway back and forth on the curtains.Sometimes hazy, sometimes clear, sometimes sparse, sometimes dense, like moving and changing pattern pictures. Meng Zhu bit the eraser on the pencil, staring unconsciously at the shaky shadow on the curtain.Then, I looked down at the household account book spread out on the table: food, fuel, condiments, water and electricity, pocket expenses, education, medicine, and entertainment budget items seem to have no items that can be reduced, and these fragmented items It adds up to such a huge number, and the difference between income and expenditure seems to be getting bigger and bigger every month.Clenching her pencil tightly, she stared blankly at the account book, wondering how to balance the income and expenditure?This seems to be the most difficult subject to learn. Having been a housewife for nearly twenty years, she still can't keep her expenses within the budget.After sitting in a daze for a long time, she resolutely held the pencil and ticked off the item of entertainment as if determined. At the same time, Xiaobai's wide-open eyes and outstretched hands seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

Mom, the Harlem basketball team!What about Xiaotong?That child who would never make excessive demands would occasionally say timidly: Mom, Gu Demei asked me to go to the movies! Can these be ignored?But, how to manage?Even if there is no entertainment, it still cannot be balanced.She thought about it, and rewrote the number for the petty expenses, and then looked at it, it was really impossible to save.Unless the food standard is lowered, she understands that the food can no longer be lowered.Xiaotong tends to be anemic, Mingyuan's health is not good, and Xiaobai is at the age of growth, with a height of five centimeters every six months, which is in need of nutrition.Anyway, after all the calculations, it’s just a sentence, the household is not enough, you can change it however you want, it’s still not enough.

The tree shadows on the curtains faded, but the twilight gradually deepened.Meng Zhu jumped up suddenly, looking at the old alarm clock on the table.It's already past five o'clock, why is it past five o'clock in the blink of an eye?Mingyuan and the children will be back soon, Xiaobai must have rushed into the house to have dinner, she hurriedly put the account book into the drawer, turned and walked into the kitchen.The kitchen is extremely small, and the gas permeates the whole room, making people choke and cough endlessly as soon as they enter.This kitchen was built on the basis of the original eaves. The dormitory assigned to Mingyuan by the government originally only had two rooms with six seats, and the kitchen and toilets were behind it.When Xiaotong and Xiaobai were young, it didn't matter. Mingyuan and his wife lived in the front room, and let their young children live in the back room.However, as the children grew up, it was impossible to have an eighteen-year-old daughter and a seventeen-year-old son squeezed into one room.So, as a last resort, they spent a little money to open up the original kitchen and toilet, and converted it into a house for Xiaobai to live in, and built a kitchen and toilet in the back, so the kitchen was so small that it was impossible to turn around. .

Just after washing the rice and putting it on the briquette stove, Mengzhu heard the door knocking. In order to avoid the trouble of opening the door repeatedly, the four members of the family each have a key to open the door.Meng Zhu listened attentively, she likes this moment, she likes to judge who is back by the sound of footsteps and actions.This is her secret enjoyment, her life is built on those three people, no matter which one's footsteps, it can cause her a hazy and vague joy.The people who came in moved softly and meticulously. She heard the sound of gently opening the paper door and putting down the schoolbag.Then, a series of slow and light footsteps came towards the kitchen door, and then, a woman's delicate, gentle and quiet face stretched into the kitchen, with a pair of black eyes embedded in the fair face. Meng Zhu let out a quiet and peaceful smile.Mom, I have something to tell you.

Come in, help me pick the water spinach.Mengzhu said and glanced at Xiaotong tenderly.She was glad that Xiaotong was the first to come back. Recently, she often longed for some time alone with her daughter.Even if you don't talk about anything, just look at her, see her maturing figure and more and more beautiful face.Having a beautiful daughter is a mother's pride.Although she also knows that Xiaotong is not really beautiful, Xiaotong is too thin, too quiet, not lively enough, not good enough.However, in the eyes of a mother, she is already beautiful enough. Xiaotong came in, took the vegetable basket and sat on the small stool at the door of the kitchen to pick it up, because the kitchen was too small to accommodate two people.Mengzhu glanced at her daughter again, Xiaotong's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her thin lips were tightly pursed. Mengzhu was familiar with this expression, which meant that there was something difficult to say.

Xiaotong, what do you want to tell me? Xiaotong raised her head to look at Mengzhu, then lowered her head again, and said in a circle: Mom, do you know Gu Demei? Of course, isn't she your best classmate? Well, it's her. This Saturday she celebrates her 18th birthday, and she has a small celebration party in the evening, and she insists that I attend. Mengzhu looked at Xiaotong, she knew what Xiaotong hadn't said.A good friend's birthday party, of course I have to attend. An eighteen-year-old girl should have had social experience long ago, but she pondered for a while and said:

You're worried about having no clothes to wear, aren't you? Not only that, I have to show some kindness, send a cake or something. Mengzhu thought of the budget that was still tightening just now, and suddenly became confused.She couldn't bear to pour cold water on Xiaotong. Xiaotong had never been a vain child. She could understand the difficulties at home and never dared to ask for things directly. Give her, she won't say anything.However, things are different this time. It is related to the child's self-esteem. My daughter is no longer a baby. She should be allowed to have face in front of her friends.However, face, these two words are too precious!How much money do you need to make your children decent in front of others?Thinking about it, she couldn't help but sighed.

Mom, this sigh obviously made Xiaotong uneasy, she said in a murmured voice: I think it’s okay to just wear the uniform, but it seems that something should be given away. Gu Demei, Mengzhu said with difficulty: Isn't the family very rich? Yes, very wide!Xiaotong said without hesitation: Her home is luxuriously furnished, such a beautiful bungalow, floor-to-ceiling radio, carpet, piano, very particular about it!Her father is the general manager of Tai'an Textile Company! Uh, Mengzhu snorted, and the kitchen knife was busy moving on the board.Therefore, it is a big burden to make friends with people whose living environment is too different.

Mom, what are you talking about? Oh nothing.The rice boiled, Mengzhu raised the rice cooker, closed the stove door, and then looked at Xiaotong thoughtfully.Xiaotong was picking vegetables with her head down, her short hair was brushed in front of her forehead, from the front, all she could see was her slightly raised nose and two rows of long eyelashes.She felt a surge in her heart, and a deep love for this daughter seized her strongly.She stopped chopping vegetables and said: Xiaotong, let me think of a way, but she hesitated for a while.Better not tell your father about it! Xiaotong looked up at her mother and smiled.This smile is as clear and cheerful as the blue sky that parted the clouds.She stood up and took the picked spinach under the faucet to wash. She deeply understood that when her mother said to find a way, she agreed to her request, and she would definitely find a way.Mengzhu looked at Xiaotong standing next to the sink with a smile on her face, but her heart was very confused, thinking of a way, what could she think of?If only there were a fairytale cornucopia that could turn a dime into a lot

The door rang again, and after a loud closing sound, there were heavy footsteps rushing across the two rooms, the sound of heavy objects falling from the schoolbag on the ground, and the slamming sound of a basketball hitting the wall.Then, Xiaobai rushed into the kitchen, his face was covered with sweat, a white sweatshirt was soaked and stuck to his body, and even the waist of the yellow khaki pants was wet, as he ran in, While shouting: Oops, it's hot!give me some water! As he said, he squeezed from behind Mengzhu, rushed to the front of the faucet, stretched his head under the faucet, drenched with water, then turned his head back, held the faucet with his mouth, and gulped the tap water into his stomach Xiaotong was pushed outside the kitchen door by him.Mengzhu yelled:

How many times have I told you, don't drink the tap water!The cold boiled water bottle in the house is full of a big bottle, you don’t drink it!I decided to drink tap water, how unhygienic it is! Xiaobai raised his face full of water, his tanned reddish-brown skin gleamed, his eyelashes were covered with drops of water, and he couldn't open his eyes. He patted his chest with a smile and said, "The whole family is me." has the best body and guess why?Just because I drink tap water! What a fallacy!Mengzhu said, looking at her son who was already a head taller than her: how did you do it?Such sweat! Let's play!I will definitely be selected for the school team next semester! playing ball?Meng Zhu said dissatisfied: "I only know how to play ball, and I don't read books!" Xiaotong stood at the door of the kitchen, threw a towel to Xiaobai and said: You wipe it off and go away, I washed the water spinach for a long time, and it's dirty again after pouring water like this for you!Xiaobai took the towel, stood at the doorway from the kitchen to the bedroom, rubbed the towel on her hair for a while, Mengzhu frowned and called: If you don't go far away, all the water in your hair has fallen into my cooking pot, why do you make people hate you every move! Xiaobai leaned against the kitchen door, stretched her head to look at the sink and said: Why, eat water spinach again, every day is water spinach! What dish do you want to eat?Mengzhu said angrily: If you are more aggressive, you can pass the provincial high school entrance examination, and you don't go to this frighteningly expensive private middle school, how can we be so poor that we eat water spinach every day?All the money will be used for you to pay the tuition fees, and you have to donate this and that donated water spinach every three days!No one else speaks, you still have to pick your eyes! Xiaobai, you can go away, Xiaotong interjected and winked at Xiaobai: Standing here in the way of others, I heard the door knock, is it because Dad is back? OK, I'm leaving!Xiaobai said nonchalantly, and quietly made a face at Xiaotong, exchanging a knowing smile.Anyway, they hate me, so I'd better go to watch the battle between the monster and the beggar fairy!The latter sentence is very light. What did he say to do?Mengzhu didn't hear clearly, so she asked Xiaotong. It probably means doing big algebra.Xiaotong said, frowning secretly. snort!Big algebra, he will work so hard!He will be in his third year of high school next year, and then he will be admitted to university. Let's see what he takes for the exam!Mengzhu said angrily, while busy putting the dishes into the pot.While frying the vegetables, he said: If only Xiaobai could know how to work hard like you. When he grows up to such a big size, he will know how to eat and play. Your father never cares about him, he just gets used to him. Xiaotong didn't speak, and silently put the washed vegetables on the plate, put them on the table next to the stove, and then arranged the dishes and chopsticks to prepare for eating.In her heart, she was slightly dissatisfied with her mother, it was always like this, every time Xiaobai came back, she would be scolded, but in fact Xiaobai just liked to play a little more, it was nothing too big, she couldn't pass the provincial high school entrance examination, Scolding once is enough, what happened a year ago, and you have to scold every day, fortunately Xiaobai doesn't care about anything, if it were her, she would never be able to bear it. The temperature in the kitchen was extremely high, and the stove with blue flames baked the small kitchen like a steamer, and the oily smoke permeated the whole room.After a while, both mother and daughter were sweating profusely. Mengzhu took a look at Xiaotong and said: You go to the house, I'll take care of things here, you make daddy's tea first. In the room, Xiaobai was topless, lying on his back on the tatami, holding a martial arts novel in his hand, reading it with gusto, Xiaotong warned in a low voice: Be careful, if your mother sees it, she will be scolded again! Hush!Keep it secret!Xiaobai said softly: Sister, try it out, this novel is amazing, it’s so many times better than your Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, La Traviata!Guaranteed that you won't even want to eat rice once you get started!You see, the Hundred Poisonous Demon met Princess Tie Xin, this time there is something to watch!I have to see who wins this battle between them! A hundred poisonous demons?What princess?Xiaotong asked puzzledly: It's a monster and a princess again, isn't this similar to Grimm's fairy tales? What?Nonsense!Xiaobai glanced at his sister contemptuously, surprised at Xiaotong's ignorance.Let me tell you, the Hundred Poison Demon is most used to using poison. He can also drive snakes and tame animals. There is a snake called Yixianxiang, which is extremely poisonous. He hides this snake in his sleeve all day long, and does it unconsciously. The enemy who murdered him, once, he met a sloppy scholar What scholar?Xiaotong didn't hear clearly. Sloppy scholar.The sloppy scholar has an evil martial art and is endowed with extraordinary talent. He can fly phlegm and hurt people from a distance of two or three feet. flying what?The more Xiaotong heard it, the more bizarre it became. phlegm.When he spits on an enemy, the phlegm will penetrate the five internal organs of the opponent and be embedded in the enemy's bones. The person he spits on must die, and the person who encounters him spits even a little will die Seriously injured oh?It would be nice to have such a person let him go to the mainland to fight the Communist Party, and there is no need to invent rockets and missiles, as long as he can fly phlegm!Xiaotong said with a smile.I don't understand that this book is full of poisonous snakes and phlegm, what's so good about being disgusting. Hmph, you haven't seen it, you will know its benefits when you see it!Xiaobai said rather displeased.The door rang again, this time it was Mingyuan who came back.Xiaobai rolled over and sat up, stuffed the martial arts novels into the schoolbag, and took out an English textbook to flip through.Xiaotong also hurried away to make that cup of tea for her father, which was never missing. Mingyuan walked into the room, got on the tatami, casually walked past Xiaobai, frowned slightly, and leaned back into the rattan chair thoughtfully.Xiaobai jumped up and shouted like reporting news: Dad, our physical education teacher said that he would choose me to join the basketball school team! Well.Mingyuan snorted casually and glanced at Xiaobai. Xiaotong walked over with the cup of tea in her hands, and when she saw her father's expression, she knew that his father must have something on his mind, so she silently put the tea on the coffee table, and she said softly: Dad, tea. Well, Mingyuan snorted again, raised his head, stared at the pattern on Xiaobai's sweatshirt, and then asked, as if he suddenly remembered something: Xiaobai, where's your mother? in the kitchen. Is the meal ready yet? That's all right, Xiaotong said: I'll help mom prepare meals! Xiaotong got into the kitchen, Mengzhu had already cooked all the dishes, Xiaotong helped to set the meal, and said in a low voice: Dad is back, he looks a little special. oh?how?Meng Zhu asked. It seems that there is something on his mind. Are you happy?Still unhappy?Meng Zhu asked, putting the chopsticks on the dining table. Like happy, like unhappy. Mengzhu looked at Xiaotong thoughtfully, put away the bowls and chopsticks, and asked Xiaotong to invite Mingyuan to dinner.Ming Yuan picked up his rice bowl, but stared blankly at Meng Zhu, and didn't eat a single grain of rice for a long time.Mengzhu waited and looked at Mingyuan, she knew that Mingyuan couldn't hide his words, there must be something to tell her, but Mingyuan didn't say a word for a long time, and on his clear face, there was a clear light flowing in those deep eyes , what excited him?upgraded?Got a raise?Impossible!Even if it was possible, he wouldn't let him show this look. What's wrong?Is there a problem?Finally, Mengzhu couldn't help asking. There is one thing you never think about again.Mingyuan spoke, staring at Mengzhu.I met a man at the station today. who?Mengzhu instinctively felt a little nervous, and Mingyuan's mysterious attitude confused her. Wang Xiaocheng. What?Mengzhu said in surprise: Wang Xiaocheng is also in Taiwan?really him? Why not him, he is still the same, but at least ten kilograms heavier than before.I never expected to run into him. We stood at the station and talked for a while. He came to Taiwan from Hong Kong in 41 years.And, there is something even more unexpected! What's up? Have you ever heard Murphy's name? Murphy?Mengzhu said confusedly: It seems to be a painter! That's right, Mingyuan nodded: he's a painter, a very famous painter, namely Wang Xiaocheng. What?Mengzhu asked distrustfully: Wang Xiaocheng? By the way, Mingyuan said: You can't think of it, can you?You remember when we were in Chongqing, we were so mad, singing and drinking, full of pride.At that time, I always said that I wanted to be a great artist, but he shrugged his shoulders every time and said casually: An artist, if you can’t eat enough and starve to death, it’s better to be a big entrepreneur. Painting, you can only learn for fun Just for fun!In the end, he became a great painter. As for me, he stared at the dishes. The only meat dish on the table, fried bean curd with shredded pork, had been completely arranged by Xiaobai.Biting his lips, he felt lost, and smiled bewilderedly: Fate is a strange thing! Mengzhu knew that Mingyuan's fate was a strange implication, she looked at Mingyuan silently, but she felt a mess in her heart.Wang Xiaocheng, she still remembers his unrestrained spirit of not caring about anything, he was laughing and joking all day long, and he took Mingyuan to play with her carefree.Now, is he still the same?I remember his love philosophy is: marry all the beauties in the world, or else never marry for life!She looked at Mingyuan. In just a short while, Mingyuan's mood had obviously dropped. His slightly frowned brows and gloomy eyes showed that his habitual depression had relapsed.She asked cautiously: Wang Xiaocheng, is he married? Yes, Mingyuan said, feeling suddenly depressed and lonely: married.Not long after getting married, a lady from the province, Xiaocheng is still a smart person, and after getting married with a solid foundation in her career, everything will be fine now.We met at the station today, and everyone was in a hurry, because he still had social engagements, so I couldn't talk to him more. I have already invited him and his wife to come to our house for a light meal this Saturday! oh!Meng Zhu let out a soft cry, but after the sound, she felt a sense of panic, she looked around the room instinctively, there were old paper doors hanging from east to west, revealing the wooden shelves inside, The tatami mats have already turned yellow, the purple-red cloth edges are all damaged, the walls are covered with water stains and oily smoke, the corners of the house are densely packed with cobwebs, and the children's books piled up on the tatami mats have no place to put them all. My first impression was of disorder, misery, and distress.For many years, their family has not entertained guests for dinner. Although Wang Xiaocheng is an old friend who is free and unrestrained, but he is already a successful great painter, I am afraid they cannot afford to entertain them!What's more, he also has a wife who has just married. Uh, I didn't expect that Mingyuan didn't notice Mengzhu's mood at all, and was only trapped in his own thoughts.Friends for almost twenty years!I really need to have a good talk, before, he and I both loved to play like that, do you remember?Hey, if I didn't give up painting, or his words stopped in the middle, the ending and aftertaste would be left on the dinner table desolately.Mengzhu glanced at him quickly, but her mood gradually became heavy. She could understand his frustration. The friend from back then had succeeded, but he still had nothing in his hands!Mingyuan's frustration was like a heavy burden, oppressing her, facing her job, she lost all appetite. On Saturday, the appointment is for dinner, so you can prepare whatever you want!Mingyuan ended the emotion with a realistic sentence. I think Mengzhu said hesitantly: "Please eat, we seem to know that you know the household this month, and it costs at least one or two hundred yuan to invite a guest, I'm afraid." You think of a way to save money on other projects! Think of a way, and think of a way!If only there was a cornucopia.Get rid of the cornucopia, what else is there to think about?One money can never be used as two money, and it is difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice.After the meal, Mingyuan returned to the house, lay down on the rattan chair, picked up the newspaper, and read it as usual.However, Mengzhu concluded from his fixed eyes and the newspaper that never turned over that he was not reading newspaper at all.For Wang Xiaocheng?It's just an old friend. However, there are too many messy memories tied to this friend. Mengzhu still remembers his hearty shout: What, you decided to get married?I am an anti-marriage, marriage is a bondage!But if you are going to get married, let me be a witness! Really, he became a witness, not just a witness, he almost arranged everything about the wedding.A warmest friend!Anti-marriage, now also married.Yes, marriage is a shackle, but sooner or later everyone has to put this shackle around his neck.Xiaotong quietly walked around to Mengzhu's side, and whispered in Mengzhu's ear: Mom, don't forget that you promised me to find a way? Mengzhu was taken aback for a moment, and recovered from the meditation.Think of ways to!Yes, the daughter is going to participate in social occasions, and she must find a way, and the husband must also find a way to entertain old friends for dinner!She straightened up, suddenly feeling irritated.Xiaotong walked past her father, opened the paper door at the back, and went back to her own room. The moment she closed the paper door, she gave Mengzhu a trusting and understanding smile.Mingyuan put down the newspaper, frowned and said: What is Xiaotong doing?Sneaky! without!there is nothing.Mengzhu said in a concealed manner.Staring at the closed two paper doors in a daze.How much does a nicer dress cost?I can't calculate it, I haven't been to the silk and satin village for a long time.If I could make Xiaotong a white gauze evening dress, pure white, trimmed with small laces, suddenly, she jumped up, a white gauze evening dress, trimmed with small laces!There is such a thing in memory!Excitement cheered her up, she put aside Xiaobai's uniform which was about to be ironed, and walked to the closet.Pulling open the closet, opening a heavy and old suitcase, Ming Yuan stared at her in surprise: What are you going to do? No, nothing, Mengzhu secretly glanced at Mingyuan, and said in a low voice: I just want to find something. As she spoke, she rummaged through the suitcase, pulled out several pieces of clothing, and stuffed them back.Finally, she found what she was looking for, a white gauze dress with shiny little silver pieces on it.After taking out the dress, she locked the box and closed the cabinet door, trying to take the dress to Xiaotong's room without being noticed.However, as soon as she looked up, she found that Ming Yuan was staring at her closely, looking at the clothes in her hand, and at her face, as if he wanted to search for something on her body.She involuntarily became uneasy, and she explained: I want to change Xiaotong's clothes. Well, Mingyuan snorted, his eyes were still searching her face, her uneasiness deepened, in order to cover up this uneasiness, she had to pretend not to mind and shout: Xiaotong!Xiaotong entered in response, and Mengzhu handed her the clothes in his hand and said: Go and try it out, see if it can be changed for you to wear, if it is generally suitable for you, I will change it for you. Xiaotong took the dress and opened it all at once, the white gauze cascading down like a waterfall, and the sequins on it shone with the lights.Xiaotong raised her head, her black eyes gleamed with the lights, and a blush of joy was spreading on her cheeks.She stared at her mother, took a deep breath and said: Mom, is this your previous clothes?Why have I never seen it?I thought you only wore cheongsam before!Oh, mom, it's still new. Isn't it too particular for me to wear it? Go put it on and let me see it! Holding the clothes in her arms, Xiaotong turned and walked into her room with uncontrollable excitement.Mengzhu watched her go away, turned around, and immediately met Mingyuan's eyes again, now, these eyes are solemn and cold. Xiaotong has no clothes to wear, Mengzhu said hurriedly, with a hint of pleading in her tone: She needs a dress, and I can't think of any other way! Of course, Mingyuan said sourly: It’s hard for you to collect it for so many years and wait for her to grow up to wear it. Don't say that, okay?Mengzhu's voice was not stable anymore: Xiaotong is eighteen years old, and she can't be allowed to wear a uniform to her classmate's birthday party! Who told her that her fate was bad, and she became my daughter. Her father was poor and couldn't afford to raise such a noble child!Mingyuan's face darkened. Mingyuan!Meng Zhu called: Why do you say such things?What do you mean by saying that? Xiaotong came in in time and interrupted the quarrel between the couple. She had already changed into the white gauze dress, Pingting's footsteps, her well-proportioned figure, she walked slowly, like a fairy descended from the mortal world!A hazy smile bloomed on his face, looking at his mother quietly.Mom, can I?Xiaotong raised her face and asked with a smile. Meng Zhu looked at the daughter surrounded by the smoky soft veil, and the front of her eyes was suddenly blurred.The clothes set off Xiaotong's pretty face, so elegant and refined!At this moment, she realized Xiaotong's clean and pure beauty, white is so suitable for her!Standing there gracefully, like a white goose!Yes, a grown daughter, a beautiful daughter!She barely suppressed the excitement in her heart, walked over and held the waist of the clothes with her hands, Xiaotong's waist was slender, and the clothes were too big. You are thinner than I used to be.She said softly: There is a little charge here.Then she looked at the lace-trimmed collar: the collar was out of date, it could be changed to a large neckline. Oh no!Xiaotong shouted: I like this kind of small round neck, and I also like this broken little lace.Oh mom, this dress is so beautiful.She turned around and stood in front of Mingyuan. Her joy made her forget the awe she had always had for her father. She smiled and pulled the hem of her skirt, twirled it gently, stood still and said: Dad, do I look good? Mingyuan frowned, looked at Xiaotong impatiently, and was about to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Mengzhu's beseeching gaze towards him.So, he swallowed, and said with difficulty: Well, it looks good, it looks good. Go take it off!Mengzhu pushes Xiaotong outside: Take it off and let me change it. Mom, you are so kind.Xiaotong hugged her mother, squeezed her head tightly against Mengzhu's chest, and went back to her room to take off her clothes. Here, Mengzhu and Mingyuan stared at each other, both of them stood blankly, a layer of embarrassment moved between them, after standing for a long time, Mingyuan coughed as if to cover up something, and smiled helplessly laughed and said: Well, anyway, this dress should belong to her. Mingyuan, Mengzhu said softly, with apology and forgiveness in her tone.You know, I have to, the baby needs clothes. Of course, Mingyuan said with a half-smile: I just didn't know you kept this dress for so many years. The material is very good, it's a pity to throw it away. Things that are not materials, probably can't be thrown away!Mingyuan said quietly, still with that half-smile expression. Mingyuan, what's the matter with you? It's nothing, Mingyuan sat back in the chair, picked up the newspaper again, covered his face, and the voice came through from behind the newspaper: It's your daughter, of course you can dress up as you like. Mengzhu stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the newspaper covering her and Mingyuan.Suddenly, she shivered. She felt that the newspaper was gradually thickening, becoming a wall, standing firmly between her and him.