Chapter 751 It’s Not Too Much to Call Mom in Advance

"It's Mom, It's Daughter", every lyric touches my heart.

The worried mother can only express her concern through the nagging in her life.

The busy daughter often hangs up her mother's phone for various reasons.

Perhaps only when daughters become mothers can they understand the emotions involved.

The camera gradually zoomed out, and the mother who was waiting eagerly at home and her daughter who couldn't wait to go home on the high-speed train were in the same frame on the stage.

"Did you eat in the morning? Did you go to bed on time?

Forgive me for only participating in your life in this way. "

Zhou Yue sang affectionately.

The simple lyrics represent my mother’s deepest concern.

Lin Wanqing shook her head, tears glistening in her eyes.

"But I couldn't do it, so I didn't say anything."

Zhou Yue: "Have you eaten?"

"I don't want to lie to you, but I'm afraid you'll be sad."

"Are you tired?"

The chorus between the two made the audience feel extremely sad.

They were all too familiar with this kind of conversation. Someone had just made a phone call, and the content on the phone was exactly the same as the lyrics.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"Having a big meal with friends."

In a rental house in Beijing, both the daughter and mother were silent, and there was only faint singing on the phone.

Children who call their parents always live a glamorous life, eat big meals, travel everywhere, and buy all kinds of clothes.

In reality? Maybe he just finished working overtime, took a hasty bite of fast food, and lay on the bed in the small rental house with a tired face.

Parents who call their children are always in better health and stronger than their young counterparts. They eat delicious food and sleep well.

In fact, maybe my back is sore and my neck is hurting, and I am discussing with my neighbor how to make my waist less sore.

At this time, parents and children are all telling lies, and their lying skills have become extremely proficient.

This kind of "white lie" is part of civilization.

Whether to report good news or not to report bad news is an unsolvable problem. Parents only report good news, and children only report good news.

However, there are mixed joys and sorrows on the road of life. Half of the happiness is shared with the people closest to us, and the other half is sad that it will be swallowed into the stomach.

"I found out after I hung up the phone in a hurry."

"I miss you so much~"

The two people's chorus made the audience applaud, and this emotion moved everyone.

“My child, I don’t know if I’m doing enough?

If letting go is a lesson,

My mother has never taken a test in her life. "

Zhou Yue stood there with anxiety, guilt, and reluctance.

Children always grow up, but mothers always can't let go.

When the high-speed train arrives at the station, the carriage door opens, a station appears, and steps appear on the stage.

Lin Wanqing stepped on the steps and walked down step by step.

"It's not my fault that I didn't eat on time and was busy.

It would make me feel guilty if I let you know,

I know your greetings are for my own good.

But it makes me feel like I'm not trusted. "

She began to speak her mind. Children who left home always wanted to prove that they had grown up. Their parents' nagging would make them feel a little annoyed and distrustful.

This kind of annoyance is not disgust, just a little sad.

The children in front of the TV were a little silent, and they thought so too.

The parents looked at their children and saw that they were silent, and they immediately understood. Children all over the world might be like this.

What about mother? What does mother think?

Zhou Yue took a step forward and walked up the steps.

"Those who don't worry will definitely not be mothers.

I know everything, but I feel sad. "

How could my mother, a delicate and sensitive person like me, not know this?

But knowing and doing it are two different things. Some people have known it for a long time, but they will never be able to do it in their lives. No matter how old their children are, they are still children in their eyes.

Lin Wanqing walked down step by step.

"Please feel free to let me go to the life that belongs to me,

You are so brave and kind, I look like you and I am not afraid. "

The road must be walked by oneself. This is the road of every child. No matter how much parents care, they still need to let go.

"One day you will be a mother too,

Will we embrace each other deeply that day? "

The two walked along the steps, saw each other's figure, and then held each other's hand, skillfully and naturally, just like what mothers and daughters often do.

“Like a stream that travels around the world embracing back the river of its birth.”

The background on the stage changes, the high-speed train goes away, the station gradually blurs, and the steps disappear one by one.

The Yangtze River, the bridge, the setting sun, the high-speed train passing by, the cars driving on the bridge, the ships on the river, and the two figures, one big and one small, on the shore.

The audience can tell at a glance that this is the riverside of Jiangcheng. This is the most beautiful scenery in Jiangcheng.

Everyone knows that Lin Wanqing is from Jiangcheng, and they have no objection to this background.

In the Lin family, Liu Suxin couldn't stop crying.

The background was a photo of her family, taken many years ago. Although many things were different, she could still tell it at a glance.

The planning of the stage was of course a promise. After seeing this photo, he thought it was so beautiful, so he found another opportunity and took another photo like this.

Twenty years later, the same place, similar photos, time seems to overlap.

"Xiao Xu is interested."

"How did you know it was Xiao Xu?" Lin Chengzhi was a little confused.

Liu Suxin glanced at him and said, "Intuition."

Lin Chengzhi was speechless and opened his mouth without speaking.

The background on TV is still changing, the sunset glow of Jiangcheng, the white snow by the river, and the red maple leaf avenue.

Every scene is familiar, and the audience also feels familiar.

Some places don’t have the Yangtze River, but they also have their own rivers and bridges, which are the same places in memory.

"I hope you are loved, I hope you are happy, and I hope my hands can block the wind for you."

On the stage, Lin Wanqing and Zhou Yue walked hand in hand to the front of the stage.

This song is not as tear-jerking as the audience imagined, but more of a warm feeling.

This kind of warmth will make people’s eyes wet, but not cry out loud.

It’s just that for some people, everything about their mothers can easily make them cry.

The deep melancholy and the unsolvable longing blend together, making the picture in front of them begin to become blurred.

The singing continues.

"I know love will lead to quarrels and I know people will grow old, so I must say "I love you" loudly.

Will the train be on time? Will there be food on the way? No matter what time it is when I get home, the food will be hot."

The love between mother and daughter is reflected in a nagging.

At this moment, in countless families, mothers and daughters are leaning on each other, quietly listening to the song "It's Mother and Daughter".

Delicate, gentle, and considerate, this is the unique relationship between mother and daughter.

Lin Wanqing sang: "Through the alleys of my mother's eyes and leaving home."

Zhou Yue's voice was looming in the background, "Are we almost there?"

"Through the crowded carriage, the memories are boiling."

"The door is open."

"Where you are, I have a way to go home, go home."

Such a question and answer made the audience sway gently with the music.

In front of the TV, thousands of households are shrouded in this faint warmth.

In the shabby house, someone is crying, crying heartbreakingly.

There is a black and white photo on the table.

Someone was laughing, tears streaming down her face, and her mother, who was beginning to have wrinkles on her face, was sitting next to her.

Parents have their origins in fashion.

On the stage, Lin Wanqing's tears began to flow down, and her makeup was smudged.

Zhou Yue raised her hand to help her wipe her tears.

The music paused for a moment, and then it started again, and Zhou Yue touched Lin Wanqing's face.

"My child, I don't know if I have done well enough?

But there is one thing I am very sure of,

You are the best daughter,

Please believe in yourself."

The applause was one after another, and this song "I am a mother and a daughter" was sung into everyone's heart, and the audience empathized with it.

Lin Wanqing and Zhou Yue bowed to thank them, and walked off the stage hand in hand amid the applause of the audience.

Xu Nuo in the backstage received another message on Lin Wanqing's mobile phone, which was sent by his mother-in-law.

"Xiao Xu, that photo is very beautiful, thank you."

The mother-in-law seemed to have been sure that Xu Nuo had done the background of the show, and even sent a message directly to Lin Wanqing to thank him.

Xu Nuo smiled and typed quickly, "This is what I should do."

In fact, the last photos on the stage were all from Lin Wanqing's home.

He had been a guest at the Lin family before and had seen their treasured photos. Later, Xu Nuo re-photographed them according to the angles of those photos.

Xu Nuo put away his phone, stood up and went to the entrance of the stage passage, where a group of stars greeted him.

Xu Nuo nodded and stood there. The door opened, and Zhou Yue led Lin Wanqing out. When she saw Xu Nuo, she smiled.

"Xiaoqing will be in your care."

Xu Nuo nodded, "Thank you, Teacher Zhou."

Xu Nuo handed two phones to Lin Wanqing, and before he could say anything more, he walked to the stage passage.

At this time, the phone lit up, and Lin Wanqing opened it and saw the chat history with her mother.

"Mom~ This song is for you," Lin Wanqing looked at Xu Nuo's disappearing figure, and her heart was warm.

This guy is quite considerate, but it's a pity that he is a little careless.

"Mom, I'll go back tonight."

"It's Xiaoqing, is Xiaoxu up?"

"Yes, she's the next one."

The tacit understanding between mother and daughter made Liu Suxin quickly know who was talking on the other side of the phone.

After saying a few words, Lin Wanqing opened Xu Nuo's phone again. She felt that she had just suffered a loss. Xu Nuo dared to call her mother.

No, I have to get back at this place. Lin Wanqing opened Xu Nuo's dialog box as if she had done something bad. Just when she was about to type, she found that this guy had already sent it to Auntie.

Really, he is quite attentive.

Lin Wanqing muttered, and then the phone vibrated, "It's Xiaolin, be careful on the road."

How did you find out?

Lin Wanqing had a question mark on her face, until she saw the words just entered in the input box, she figured it out.

If there are words in the input box when you see the other party's message, the note will show "The other party is typing...", Aunt Zheng should have found out that it was her.

After all, Xu Nuo should have been on the stage.

"Mom, don't worry."

As soon as the message was sent, Lin Wanqing secretly thought that something was wrong and chose to withdraw it immediately.

Then the other party sent another message, "Grinning smile.jpg, I will give you a big red envelope when I come back."

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