The two chatted happily, added each other's WeChat accounts, and even took a group photo.

Zhu Chen offered to take Jiang Xiaoyu to and from get off work in the future, which made Jiang Xiaoyu overjoyed and agreed without any hesitation.

Zhu Chen returned home, slightly drunk, and opened his mother's door.

Zhu Chen's mother remained motionless under the light. She was wearing a light purple cheongsam that she loved to wear during her lifetime. Her eyes were closed tightly, her skin was atrophied and dry, showing a tan color like bacon. Her eye sockets were sunken, and her hair was dry and dry.

Huang, like a handful of withered grass, with dry lips revealing black gums, and an anti-corruption Chinese medicine bag stuffed in his slightly open mouth.

"Mom, I'm back."

Zhu Chen pulled up a chair and sat next to his mother. He took his mother's hand that was like a dead branch and showed a happy smile on his face.

"Mom, I met a girl of yours today. She is Jiang Xiaoyu upstairs. She is very beautiful and meets your standards. Not only does she have a good figure, but she is also very beautiful. She will definitely give birth to a boy in the future."

As he spoke, Zhu Chen took out his phone and pulled out a photo of him and Jiang Xiaoyu: "Mom, look, this is your future daughter-in-law, how about it? Isn't it very beautiful? If you don't say anything, I will take it as your acquiescence.

, I am really too busy at work and have no time to take care of you. When I get married to her, I will ask her to accompany you every day."

Under the dim light, Zhu Chen smiled happily, just like a child who has not grown up.

The breeze blew and the curtains fluttered a few times.

Zhu Chen looked back and said with a smile: "Are you unhappy? Do you want to help me check?"

There was a dead silence in the room.

No one answered Zhu Chen's question, but he heard his mother's voice.

In fact, Zhu Chen's mother passed away a long time ago, but he chose to hide it and made her mummy at home. He still talked to his mother as usual.

He needs his mother's permission before doing anything.

My mother is not dead, she is still alive.

"But you can't go now. How about I give her your hair? Then you can follow her all the time, hahaha, okay, great."

Zhu Chen clapped his hands happily, picked up the scissors, cut off a bunch of hair, and then wrapped it up carefully.

"Don't worry, Mom, I will give it to her tomorrow. She will not let you down."

In the dim light, Zhu Chen's eyes looked at his mother's ear, which was already mowed out by the cat.

The smile on Zhu Chen's face gradually disappeared, he slowly clenched his fist, and then punched the table hard.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise on the table and the cups were knocked over.
Chapter completed!