Chiang's mother

  It is said that Mother Jiang heard from a friend that she saw her son carrying a girl on his back walking down the street, and their relationship was very close. Her eyelid twitched, and she found her daughter Jiang Mei to ask: "Didn't you go to college to visit Ah Yan? Have you heard any news about Ah Yan having a girlfriend?"

  Jiang Mei was stunned and thought of Jiang Yan's repeated instructions, replied: "I didn't hear him say that."

  Daughter has been lying since she got up, saying that her eyelids are fighting. Jiang Mu scolded: "Are you sure? This is a matter of Ah Yan's life, think carefully before answering me."

  It's hard to hide it anymore, Jiang Mei tried her best to find good words to help Manman in front of her mother: "Last time I accidentally saw her, she's a simple and nice girl. Ah Yan probably didn't want to tell you first, maybe he wanted to wait until their relationship is officially confirmed before reporting back home."

  A simple and kind girl. Jiang Mu thought of the time when Jiang Yan called back to report about Manman, saying the same thing, a simple and kind girl.

  "What's your name?"

  "Tendrils of warmth."

  Jiang's mother was struck by lightning and spoke incoherently: "Isn't she living in the south? How can she be here?"

  "Mom. She works in our city. Who did you say moved south?" Jiang Mei was confused and asked back, "Mom, didn't you see her yourself?"

  "It's one thing to hear about it, but I've never actually seen it." Jiang Mu said this out loud, while making up her mind that she had to go see Manman with her own eyes this time.

  One is that this Wen Man actually came here for her son. Two is that the son obviously has a mind to deceive himself.

  After hearing where Manman worked, Jiang Mu hastily drove to the gallery. As she stepped inside, she happened to hear Manman talking to a middle-aged man.

  "Has anyone come?" Wen Shixuan asked.

  Manman heard her father's question, but didn't expect that he was asking about the two men in the mounting room. Instead, she saw Jiang Mu walking in at the door and said to her father: "Dad, you go inside first and sit down, I'll take care of this guest."

  To Jiang Mu, Manman was a stranger, just an ordinary middle-aged woman who dressed nicely. She walked up and asked: "Auntie, is there anything I can help you with?"

  When Jiang's mother entered the house, she had already been sizing up her and Wen Shi Xuan. At that time, when she and her husband went to Wen Shi Xuan's grocery store, her husband didn't have any impression of the narrow and poor facade of the Wen family's shop, but he was deeply angry about the conversations between Wen Man's mother and second aunt. Jiang's mother, however, had a different first impression: this family is too poor, if they become relatives by marriage, they might constantly ask for help to alleviate their poverty.

  Now, standing in front of her were Manman and Wen Shixuan, both wearing clothes worth tens of dollars from street stalls. And judging by their appearance, they didn't seem to be hiding any wealth either.

  As the saying goes, marriage should be a match made in heaven.

  Chiang's mother was really worried that if her son married this family's daughter and brought her home, they would have to give money to their in-laws every day.

  To say the least, this long-winded person is really not great. I used to mistakenly think she was a seductress who enchanted my son, but now it seems that in terms of appearance, family background, and work, she can't even compare to others. The impression she gave me this time is even worse than last time.

  Look at this small workshop that can't even be considered a company, the decoration is just plastic materials, there are not many customers, and the paintings on display are obviously not by famous artists. Can they make a living like this?

  With a critical eye, in Jiang Mu's eyes, no matter how she looked at Manman, everything was wrong, and nothing was worthy of her son.

  Looking at Jiang Mu's face wrinkled again and again, Manman's eyebrows moved slightly, asking: "Auntie, do you have any questions?"

  "Is this painting done by you?" Jiang Mu pointed to the ink painting hanging at the entrance, with a seal of Manman in the lower corner.

  "Auntie, you really have a good eye for this." Early summer saw the customer and walked up to help, "This painting is the latest work of our gallery's youngest and most promising painter."

  "If he's really young and promising, then I've never heard of this painter's name." Jiang Mu slowly swept her gaze over the painting, she didn't quite understand it, but everyone knew that painters survived on their reputation, not their actual ability.

  "Auntie, don't underestimate the paintings here. Although most of them are done by young artists, they're like investing in gold - their value will definitely be preserved. Once the artist becomes famous, the painting's value can increase tenfold, a hundredfold, or even a thousandfold overnight."

  "You think she can become famous?" Jiang Mu sneered with a smile.

  If she were a painter with potential, would she cling to her son and hope that he would rise from obscurity to greatness?

  "Auntie." Manman said slowly and firmly at this moment, "Just say what you want to say directly."

  Admirable courage, no, it should be said that the city is very deep, although I don't know what means were used to entice my own son.

  "Listen, I'll be straightforward with you. We're not some wealthy or aristocratic family. If you think that by seducing my son and marrying him, you can gain something from our family, then you and your family should give up on this idea as soon as possible."

  Early summer was stunned: Could it be that this woman is Jiang Dashi's mother?

  Wen Shi Xuan didn't go inside, he heard what Jiang Mu said and immediately walked over to block his daughter: "Miss, did you find the wrong person? My daughter's boyfriend is very poor. Neither I nor my daughter are ashamed of his poverty!"

  Jiang's mother didn't know that her son had told a huge lie to the Wen family, but she knew she hadn't misjudged anyone. She coldly snorted: "You know what I mean. Anyway, I've already said all the ugly things upfront, so it's best if you two break up early. Don't say I don't agree, my husband and my family won't agree either. With a family like yours..."

  The arrogant eyes swept towards the dirty slippers on Wen Shixuan's feet again: "It's impossible to communicate with our family, and since we can't communicate, it's not suitable as a relative."

  Wen Shi Xuan saw the contempt in Jiang Mu's eyes, a look that was all too common. His honest face turned angry: "I'm telling you, people like you who look down on others for being poor, we don't think much of you either!"

  One sentence that looked down on her, Jiang's mother ignited the flames of anger: "You're not just poor, it's your cultural level. Look at you, a pair of slippers is cheap enough, but you don't even wash your feet or shoes. I have no idea how your wife manages the household. Can my son marry a daughter raised by people like you?"

  Unexpectedly, Wen Shixuan was scolded for dragging down his daughter, and he shrunk his toes in shame and anger. Being honest and simple-minded, he couldn't think of anything to retort back at Jiang Mu.

  Seeing that the other party was speechless, Jiang Mu proudly raised her chin and suddenly a cup of water poured down on her face as she turned her head.