Bu Li lowered his head and let his mother say it. On the way back, she discussed it with Sister Zhou. She made up her mind to listen to her mother's words on this trip, and she tried to speak as little as possible, and she would definitely not say anything if she could.

"Bu Li, you lied to my mother like this, isn't it fun?" My mother didn't speak when she saw the disadvantages, and her voice raised a little.

Sister Zhou interrupted: "Aunt Bu, Bu Li didn't lie to you. She just didn't tell you in time----"

"Yes. I didn't lie to you!" Buli thought for a while and said, "Mom---, I just kept you from it for a few days. In fact, I was still thinking about how to tell you about this?"

Buli's mother was so angry that she didn't say anything.

Sister Zhou wanted to go to Buli's mother to get up again.

"Then, do you have any objections to your mother?" But my mother suddenly asked Buli again.

Buli shook his head.

"Are you thinking I'm a fool, right? You guys are lying to me together?" Mother pointed at Buli and asked again, "If I hadn't found out by chance at the vegetable market this morning, when would you still want to fool me?"

Buli bowed his head and didn't make a sound.

"Or it's mom that makes you uncomfortable, right?" Mother stared at Buli again and asked.

Sister Zhou stood beside her, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing that his mother scolded her again and again, Bu Li covered her face with her hands, and couldn't help but suddenly want to cry, and tears suddenly rolled in her eyes.

To be honest, since I was a child, my mother has never spoken to me in such a tone, let alone when there are outsiders. And so far, although I had known that my family had opposed finding someone else to be a partner, I have been going around for so many years now. As my mother, will I not understand the parties involved, my own experience and taste?!

She felt a burst of grievances.

My mother's next actions were greatly beyond everyone's expectations.

I saw my mother slid down from the sofa and sat directly on the floor.

More than that.

My mother actually began to sob in a low voice.

After a while, the sound became louder and louder. Later, suddenly, I was sitting on the ground and pounding my feet and stamping my chest, twitching all over my body, and bursting into tears.

As soon as my mother cried, Buli could no longer help but feel uncomfortable in her heart that she had tried her best to suppress her feelings.

He lowered his head silently, and Buli covered his face with both hands.

First, her throat was dry, and then her whole body trembled slightly. After a while, she began to whimper. She tried to cover up her pain with her hands, and her sobbing from time to time turned into a constant cry of humming.

His eyes were closed tightly and he bit his fist with his teeth. It was obvious that Buli wanted to try his best to stop him from sobing.

Soon, Buli's shoulders trembled violently, and her hair spread out, covering her expression like a black waterfall.

But even so, tears still surging out in the end.

Bu Li finally burst into tears.

Glittering tears rolled in her eyes. Then, big, round, shining tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped on the corners of her mouth and on her chest,

----, and on the floor.

It seemed as if a low crying sound came from Buli's chest, like an echo in the valley, which made people feel extremely confused and frustrated.

My mother screamed at the top of her lungs and cried even louder, and she could even hear a hint of despair.

While crying, she kept scolding her loudly:

"Since you were a child, I told people everywhere that you are my mother's good child, my mother's pride, and our family's hope. But in the end, are you treating me like this?"

"You are under great pressure, isn't your mother under great pressure?"

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Bu Li burst into tears.

She sat on the ground in pain, her head lowered between her knees and her shoulders trembling.

Buli was so sad that he could not express himself with his entire life.

"Mom, stop talking, it's all my fault? I admit my mistake to you again, isn't it okay----?"

"You are wrong. Where are you wrong?"

"I shouldn't hide it from you-."

"I told you father and daughter, don't force me to know how to attack?"

"Mom, where did I force you?-----?"

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My mother's sharp and hoarse cry was so bitter, as if she had soaked in Coptis chinensis water.

The depressed and painful sighs seemed to be drawn out from the depths of the mother's soul, scattered in the room, and suddenly weaved a dark blue sadness.

The originally bright lights in the living room seemed to have suddenly become hazy and light.

With such a big change in the blink of an eye, Lao Bu, who was changing plates in the kitchen, was shocked and hurried over to persuade his wife. There was no good things to curse, and the mother and daughter are no longer quarrels than father and son, and women are more likely to hold grudges.

Buli was very sad at this time.

His ears were so clear, but they were buzzing at this time. Tears as big as beans wandered from his eyes, and his heart was like pearls with broken threads falling all over the ground.

Life is so pale, so pale that it makes people a little powerless. The reality is so cruel, so cruel that it makes people sad. The feeling is so clear that it makes people a little false.

My eyes seemed to be too heavy to lift. My long eyelashes blinked a few times, and tears fell down slowly. My vision was dazed.

Through the vague water vapor, a confused face appeared in front of me.

Bu Li couldn't see who it was. But she was very sure that it was a lonely face that was stretched out very long, long and blurred invisibly.
Chapter completed!