Jia Xiufang was still on the phone going and on about it. Xiaoqian sat by her side observing the vestige of time on her mother's face.
Her mother was a beautiful woman. She and Chen Lin had a romantic past. The dating scene in those days was very different from now. They were working in the production team. Those days they could only secretly send each other something to eat or a flying kiss. That was already considered ahead of their time.
"Fourth aunt, my daughter has done well…"
Jia Xiufang was just laughing and now she was crying.
Xiaoqian handed her a tissue. Jia Xiufang blew her nose with it and continued the conversation.
Xiaoqian looked at her mother. She was getting older and she never spent much on taking care of herself. She bought clothes from the street vendors. The cheap clothing faded after being washed and worn many times. She did not like to be wasteful and even ate the leftovers.
