Chapter 44: Mocked Birthday Party

Finally it was the weekend again, and Yaoyao slept directly to noon. Opening her eyes and stretching, she grabbed a dress and was about to put it on.
"Pala" An envelope fell to the ground: "This is ..." Pick it up and look at it: "It's Xia Ru's birthday invitation." It is 6pm today. I don't have to work today, and I have a rest at the club. Are you going?
‘Maybe Gong Xiaoman will come from Japan, do n’t you want to see your good friend? ’
Xiaoman, Xiaoman ... forget it, go to the hospital and take care of Grandpa.
"Yaoyao baby, it's so hard to take a vacation. Why don't you go back for a rest? I heard your mother said that you are going home late this week. What work are you doing?" Asking granddaughter. These days, the old man's complexion is still not very good, but his condition is still stable.
"Grandpa, our company keeps working overtime, so it's so late."
"Overtime? Do you have to work overtime until 2 o'clock in the middle of the night? You have to work at 7 am the next day, aren't you trying to exhaust yourself?"
"Grandpa, it's okay. Everyone is working so late. People aren't tired. Why am I tired?" Yaoyao didn't tell the family about his part-time job. Otherwise, with the character of Grandpa, he would rather wait for death She won't accept the fact that she works in a nightclub.
"You're a little ancient spirit, grandpa said you can't, then you go back to rest, go."
"Oh, grandpa, I'm bored at home, just ask me to stay, okay?" Yaoyao raised her mouth unhappy. This week, it's been mother who cares for grandpa this week, she knows her mother's hard work, So it's finally Saturday and Sunday. Of course, I will share the hard work of my mother.
"Forget it, Dad, just ask Yao Yao to stay. You know, she just returned from Japan, and she definitely wants to stay with us more."
"Yeah, yeah. Mom is right."
"All right. Exactly. Tell your grandpa about those things in Japan."
Those things in Japan? Except for Feng Chenyi's unpleasant impression on her, and what was almost given to her by the boss, and Gong Xiaoman told her to appreciate the friendship, she really has nothing to say. However, Yao Yao, who has always been sensible, made up some beautiful stories and told them to Grandpa.
Gradually, in the afternoon, the hospital ordered the accompanying family members to leave.
"Yaoyao, if you have any problem, go ahead and do it alone. Mommy can go home alone."
"I'm fine, mom. I'll go back with you."
"Oh, are you okay? Mother has seen your invitation for a long time, go, baby, go play with you. You have grown up, don't stick to your mother."
"Mum ... I just like to stick to you."
In the face of this caring daughter, Luo Mu shook her head helplessly: "It's so old and coquettish. When you find a boyfriend in the future and stick to your mother?"
"Hum, then I won't find a boyfriend."
"Stupid! Do n’t you find your boyfriend still rely on your mother forever? Yaoyao, I ’m your mother, and you know what you think about it. Mom knows you are sensible and knows ... forget it, no Mentioned. Let's go play. "Luo Mu said half, and sighed.
Yaoyao knew what her mother wanted to say, but it was a scar that their mother and daughter would never mention. "Well, then I'm leaving. Mom."
"Wait, bring this." As she said, Luo Mu took a beautiful cross-stitch from her bag.
"Mom, are you?"
"Your friend must not go empty-handed on birthday. Mom knows that your child must not buy expensive gifts in order to save money. . "
"Mom ... Thank you." The moment Yao Yao received her gift, Yaoyao's eyes became red.
In these years, when she was in Japan, her mother had been relying on sewing to make up the whole family. Since Grandpa was ill, she went home from work several times in the middle of the night to see that her mother was still working, and she had to work early in the day Get up and go to the hospital to take care of grandpa. She knew how hard the mother was, otherwise she would not betray her beliefs and run to a nightclub.
However, now that my mother has to be disgusted with her gift, this cross stitch takes less than three days to show, which shows how much she loves Yaoyao.
Ugh!
The boulder in her heart aggravated a little more, and she didn't know what it would take to make her mother hard. Hurry up, hurry up ... grow up ... so that she can spend her whole life with her mother in her old age ...
When I arrived at the address on the invitation card, I was greeted by a three-story townhouse located in the clear water of Xiushan Mountain. The lights shone inside, and the courtyard was even brighter, with more music.
"Xia Ru, happy birthday, your gift." Everyone concentrated in the garden to open the pattty, and it took Yao Yao a long time to finally find Xia Ru in the crowd.
"Luo Yaoyao?" The boys and girls around Xia Ru suddenly saw her appearance. "Xia Ru, why did you invite her?"
"I met in the elevator, so please drop in by the way."
"Oh? Meet in the elevator, where's the elevator?" Everyone was full of curiosity.
"Elevator for the Boson Group."
"Ah? Yaoyao, do you work in Bosen? What do you do?" When those people heard Xia Ru, they immediately changed the tone of their speech to Yaoyao. The main Bosen's influence is not ordinary, even these If the rich man has the ability, he must rely on his strength to enter this company.
"I'm a Miss Elevator at Boson."
"What? Miss Elevator? Oh, my God, such a lowly job." Everyone immediately looked scornful.
In the face of this, she was already used to it, anyway, they were like this when they went to school before. She lowered her head and put away the gift that Xia Ru hadn't picked up for a long time. She was about to leave silently. at this time……
"Yao Yao, don't you have a gift for me? What gift?"
"It's a cross-stitch from my mother's show. I hope you like it." Lifting her mother's gift, the smile returned to Yao Yao's face, and she handed the gift to Xia Ru happily.
Everyone around Xia Ru was excited and waiting for the gift to be taken apart. They were curious to know what gift Luo Yaoyao would give to this Miss Qianjin?
But when that cross-stitch came to everyone's eyes ... "oh, mygod ... cross-stitch? Or a schoolboy?"
"Is that right? Someone can use this shabby thing as a gift?"
"Yeah, it's almost like cleaning the tablecloth. Xia Ru, hurry up and lose it." <