Parents must have stories.
Xu Jin was very certain of this.
Although on the outside they looked like any other family of four, running a flower shop diligently and ordinarily, with the couple occasionally cuddling on the sofa watching movies, or suddenly quarreling on the balcony, and dad intentionally annoying mom every now and then...
But they just wouldn't talk about it.
Jiang He was still squatting on the ground, tinkering with small potted plants. Growing flowers was a pleasure, business came second. To Xu Qing, who was standing next to her, it seemed that she and her daughter should switch places, with Xu Jin squatting on the ground to play with the potted plants, and Jiang He lying on the sofa watching something better.
"Is your parent-teacher meeting coming up soon?"
"Soon."
"Should your mom go, or should I?" he asked.
"You go. My mom fell asleep last time listening to the teacher," Xu Jin complained bitterly; Shi'an would definitely prefer it if Jiang He went...
