The Beauty of 1980's

Ch.4 Preparing For A Date

　　"Ye Puzhou."

　　Meng Xiang was lying on the bed in his bedroom, muttering the name silently, staring out the window at the busy figures in the living room not far away. After a while, perhaps because the packing was coming to an end, he curled up in a wooden chair, crossed his legs, and leisurely flipped through the book in his hand.

　　Because the distance was too far, she couldn't see clearly what book he was reading, but considering that their school was full of academic geniuses, the book he was reading should be profound and difficult to understand, right?

　　"She is so pretty, has good grades, and a gentle personality. Any one of these qualities alone would give her extra points." Meng Xiang supported his chin with his other hand and was about to appreciate the picturesque scene in front of him when he suddenly heard a shout from downstairs.

　　"Axiang, are you back?" It was the voice of Meng's mother Deng Yajun.

　　"Yeah." Feeling guilty and afraid that Ye Puzhou would find out that he was peeking at him, Meng Xiang opened the door and walked to the stairs before he dared to respond in a low voice.

　　"You kid, you didn't even tell your mother in advance when you came back. I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy two pounds of pork ribs and come back to make soup for you." Deng Yajun packed up the little leather shoes that Meng Xiang had casually taken off at the door, and was ready to go out as soon as she finished speaking.

　　Seeing Ms. Deng, the director of the Women's Committee who is usually vigorous and resolute in the street office, being so cautious and gentle when facing her daughter, Meng Xiang felt a little uncomfortable. She may never know that the real "Meng Xiang" has disappeared from the world, and has been replaced by a soul from later generations.

　　Although it was a bit cruel, it was not something she could decide. In fact, the original owner also loved them in her heart, but she did not dare to express her feelings because of her childhood experiences. What she could do now was to make the family atmosphere more harmonious and try to ease the relationship between family members.

　　Step by step, slowly change their views on "Meng Xiang" and get used to this change, so that she won't be exposed in the future.

　　Meng Xiang came back to his senses, curled the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'll go with you, wait for me."

　　As soon as he finished speaking, he went downstairs, quickly changed his shoes, and then took the initiative to help lift the vegetable basket on the shoe cabinet.

　　Looking at her graceful and elegant daughter standing beside her, Deng Yajun was a little stunned. Such a thing had never happened before. Meng Xiang was always taciturn at home and was unwilling to say a few words, let alone take the initiative to accompany her to buy groceries.

　　She undoubtedly felt guilty towards her eldest daughter, because she had to work hard for her career when she was young, so she had to leave the child to be raised by her grandparents. However, she did not expect that they would raise Axiang to be like that. Even though she later brought the child back to raise her herself, she was still extremely wary of her family members and looked at them as if they were strangers.

　　It wasn't until time smoothed out some of her edges that she gradually opened up to her true feelings, but the situation didn't get much better.

　　Maybe she was also blaming them for abandoning her in the first place. All of this was a punishment, punishing them for not considering the reality and selfishly bringing her into this world when they were unable to shoulder the responsibilities of being a parent. They gave birth to her but did not raise her, and they deserved that their daughter was not close to them.