Divorce in middle age: starting with the manor system

In this way, it would be better for both him and that girl Li Ling.

"Think about it for yourself!

"Your mother and I are getting old too, I just hope that you can find a wife who will grow old together, simple and happy, and you don't have any extravagant dreams." Wu Shixun said.

They are old and have few years to live.

The only extravagant hope is that the descendants will have a complete and happy family.

His son is so old, and that's why he hopes that his son and Yang Liu will remarry, so that a family can be complete.

But now that the relationship between his son and his ex-daughter-in-law is over, he also hopes that his son will find a woman who can accompany him until he grows old.

"Dad, I got it!" Wu Qingfeng nodded.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, he naturally thought of his father's approval and understanding about the matter between him and Yang Liu.

"Okay, wipe off your two drops of cat urine!"

"My son didn't follow your wish now." Wu Shixun nodded to his son, then looked at his wife who wanted to cry but didn't, and cursed.

"It's up to you!" the old lady retorted.

But he also left Wu Qingfeng's stomach, took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes.

Wu Qingfeng looked at his mother and smiled, then took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady who was wiping her tears was taken aback for a moment, and took over her son's cell phone in bewilderment. It didn't matter if she didn't look at it. When she saw it, the old lady looked at her son in surprise and asked, "Is this Yingxi?"

Because the photo on the phone is her great-grandson Wu Yingxi.

"Yeah!" Wu Qingfeng nodded.

These are a few photos he took on purpose this morning, mainly to show the two old people.

After all, the little guy was sleeping during the video yesterday, so he could only take a few glances.

"It's really white, look at these eyes, it's attractive." The old lady stared at the photo and said with a smile. .

"What?" Wu Shixun asked curiously after taking a drag on his cigarette.

"I took some photos of Yingxi!" Wu Qingfeng laughed.

"Really? Let me see!" Wu Shixun got up immediately and walked over.

Next, more than ten photos made the two old people very happy. They were talking and laughing, and the surrounding seemed to be full of happiness and joy.

Wu Qingfeng on the side shook his head and laughed.

Just now the two were fighting each other because of Yangliu, now after seeing some photos of the great-grandson, the two seemed to have forgotten that they were arguing just now, talking and laughing with each other.

This is the couple who love each other, they can quarrel for different points of view, but they can be happy with each other for the same thing right away.

"By the way, son, I've finished the first set of baby clothes, and I'll show you!" The old lady suddenly looked at Wu Qingfeng and said.

"So fast?" Wu Qingfeng was surprised.

"Baby clothes are small, so it's very fast to make!" The old lady laughed.

Although I haven't done it for many years, practice makes perfect. After so many years, as long as you get familiar with it, you can get started quickly.

In addition, she has already cut the fabric, but she has never known whether it will be a boy or a girl, so she has never dared to do it.

She got the good news yesterday morning, and she started to make it at noon.

"Then show it to me!" Wu Qingfeng said to his mother with a smile.

He helped the old lady design a lot of sets before, some for men and some for women.

"Okay! I'll get it."

Hearing the old lady's words, she got up and ran into the house excitedly.

At this time, the old man also got up and walked into the house.

Wu Qingfeng didn't think much about it.

Soon, the old lady came out of the house and handed Wu Qingfeng a very small dress.

"Can you see if it's okay?" The old lady looked forward to her son's comments.

Wu Jinfeng unfolded his small and exquisite clothes.

Immediately a little surprised.

The very small baby clothes were made of two kinds of fabrics, one side was white pure cotton fabric and the other side was yellow pure cotton fabric. Just from the matching point of view, he was very surprised.

This is a short-sleeved jumpsuit, with the word Yingxi embroidered on the yellow part, a kawaii ugly duckling embroidered on the white part, and a red heart embroidered on the heart.

In addition, the opening part is designed in one piece, as long as the two buttons are opened, it can become crotch pants.

To be honest, Wu Qingfeng was surprised.

Although he bought these fabrics, the fabric combination of this style, the pattern on the clothes, and the design of the related crotch pants.

Really distinctive.

At first glance, he thought it was bought. He really couldn't believe that his 60-year-old mother had such craftsmanship.

But just looking at the wiring, you know that it is definitely not possible to buy, because the machine wiring will be rough, and the manual wiring is generally finer.

"Well, very beautiful!"

"Mom, you have nothing to say about your craftsmanship!" Wu Qingfeng quickly looked at the old lady and praised.

"Is it okay? Xin Yu won't dislike this style and matching, right?" The old lady was also very happy to hear her son's praise, but he still asked a little worried. After all, this is a child for his granddaughter-in-law, and he lives in Shanghai. , that kind of metropolis.There are too many styles of clothes, and she is also afraid of making this one herself and showing it to others.

"Mom, it's okay, it's definitely okay. The clothes you made, the color matching, the style design, and the pattern design are all very good. When the time comes, the child will definitely look good in it!" Wu Qingfeng laughed quickly.

"I didn't expect this old woman to forget this craft." Wu Shixun who didn't know when he came out again looked at the clothes in his son's hand and smiled.

Although the wife can't do anything, she has nothing to say about her skills in making clothes and shoes.

In the past, his clothes and shoes and children's clothes and shoes were basically handmade by his wife, but now that his children are more filial, the clothes and shoes are no longer made.

He was also surprised that his wife's hands were still so skillful.

"I've been doing it for more than ten years, and I can't forget it!" The old lady said immediately when she saw that her husband was also very satisfied.

"If you think it's okay, then I'll make a few more sets!" The old lady looked at her son and continued.

"Okay!" Wu Qingfeng nodded, his mother has nothing to say about this skill, not to mention the old lady is happy making clothes, so let her do it.

At this time, while smoking a hookah, Wu Shixun went deep into his pocket, took out a brocade box and handed it to his son.

Wu Qingfeng was taken aback, looked at the old man and asked, "What is this?"

"Open it and have a look, your mother gave you clothes, so I will give this!" Wu Shixun laughed.

At this time, the old lady on the side also came over, and she was also curious about what her husband gave her.

Wu Qingfeng glanced at his father in surprise, then opened the brocade box.

Wu Qingfeng and the old lady were taken aback for a moment.

Wu Qingfeng took out the contents inside.

It is a golden longevity lock.

The six characters "Yingxi, rich and prosperous" are engraved on it.

"Is this what you bought in town yesterday?" the old lady looked at her husband and asked.

Yesterday my husband ran to the town in a hurry and didn't come back until dark.

It turned out to be for this golden longevity lock.