13 Chapter 13 Trash Men Ah 1
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The taro balls, with a slightly warm temperature, melted in the mouth, bringing an overwhelming taste of fragrance, chewiness, and softness!
Purple Summersâ gloomy mood for the day was instantly healed by the delicious foodâ
It was so delicious!
âThe saltiness is just rightâ¦uh, itâs very delicious.â She didnât dare to praise it too much, in case it seemed like she had never tasted Atra Blancâs cooking.
Atra Blancâs eyes overflowed with laughter, âIf you like it, Iâll make it for you every day.â
Purple Summers immediately nodded, feeling in her heart: Itâs so nice to have a loving mother.
After the two of them had set the tableware in the dining room, Alexander Summers still didnât return, so Atra Blanc went back to her room to change clothes.
She took this meeting very seriously, not only changing her clothes and combing her hair, but also applying some perfume, for fear of the cooking aroma being detected by her future daughter-in-law, leaving a bad impression.
Purple Summers didnât have the heart to burst Atra Blancâs bubbleâ¦
With Alexanderâs ice-cold attitude, she thought that it would probably take May Francis a long time to practiceâ¦
And go through several tribulations in order to successfully become Atra Blancâs daughter-in-law.
Purple Summers sat in Atra Blancâs room, holding her cheek, lost in thoughts.
Atra Blanc beckoned her with a smile, âCome, Iâll show you something nice.â
Purple Summers blinked and walked over.
Atra Blanc held a red embroidered purse in her hand, gently drawing out the string knot, revealing a jade bangle inside, drippingly green and of excellent quality.
Despite not knowing much about jade, Purple Summers could tell that this was definitely a treasure.
âThis is what my mother-in-law left for me, telling me to pass it on to my daughter-in-law someday. Look, is it pretty?â
Purple Summers didnât quite understand Atra Blancâs mindset.
Is it true that after reaching a certain age, women canât wait to become mothers-in-law?
She looked at the delicate and translucent bangle, swallowed, and replied, âItâs beautiful, butâ¦â
Atra Blanc was puzzled, âBut what?â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âBut, itâs not enough.â Purple Summers said sincerely.
She was really considering Atra Blancâs interests. With Alexanderâs character, ten or eight bangles wouldnât suffice!
Atra Blanc stared blankly at her daughter for a while before reacting and laughing, âYou child, why are you teasing your brother?â
Purple Summers: âHehe.â
Am I ridiculing him? With a casual, dog-walking attitude to a date, isnât he the one whoâs ridiculing others?
Atra Blanc put away the bangle, looked in the mirror one last time, and felt satisfied that she looked dignified and proper before going downstairs.
She told Purple Summers, âGo ask your brother to come back for dinner.â
Purple Summers wore a helpless expression. It seemed that adults always liked to leave such errands to childrenâ¦
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The Summers familyâs backyard was not small.
The old master, who enjoyed gardens, had expanded the backyard several times.
Purple Summers strolled out, looked around, but didnât see Alexander Summers and May Francis.
She guessed that they might have gone to the lakeside, which had a nice view, and went to look for them there.
As expected, she saw the two of them on the other side of the artificial lake.
Because of the distance, she didnât want to expend the effort to shout and opted to walk slowly along the lakeside plank road.
As she walked, she observed the two people on the opposite bank.
They seemed to be taking a walk, but unlike ordinary young couples, they didnât have their arms around each other or hold hands, and the two people were several meters apart, which looked a bit strange.
May Francis admired the flowers in front, and Alexander Summers followed behind.
He neither led nor spoke, seemingly impatient, and even stopped midway to light a cigarette, making May Francis feel embarrassed. She didnât dare to wander around alone and had to look at nearby flowers to alleviate the awkward atmosphere.
Purple Summers shook her head and sighed.
He didnât know how to pity women, completely a scumbag, a scumbag indeedâ¦