Chapter 2286

Mom's baby is two years old this year. This is the toy that mom bought for you. Maybe you only have three minutes of enthusiasm for them. After playing for a while, you don't like them. However, they have been to your childhood at least.

There are children in other people's homes, and so are their mother's babies.

My mother's baby is three years old and grows tall. My mother made a beautiful skirt for you. My mother's baby looks like a little princess after wearing it.

Shoes that shine and sing at the age of four, hairpins at the age of five, chocolates at the age of six, storage tanks at the age of seven, dance shoes at the age of eight, pianos at the age of nine, violins at the age of ten, brushes and ink at the age of eleven

Every gift is devoted to a mother's love and education for her children.

If she didn't leave her mother's side, then she would have a long life lock only for other boys in her childhood. She would have beautiful little skirts, shoes and hairpins. When she was seven years old, she would have her own pocket money. When she was eight years old, she would start to learn dancing, musical instruments, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

This is Mrs. Cheng's training and expectation for her own daughter. If she is around her mother, she will grow up to be a girl like a lady.

The 18-year-old's wedding dress, the 19-year-old's ticket to Kyoto and an admission letter from Kyoto University.

The 20-year-old gift box is empty. There is only one note in it.

The previous 19 years are the ideal day for a mother to raise her daughter. Although they run counter to the reality, the mother's baby has become the most favorite look for her mother.

Beautiful, independent, intelligent and capable.

Happy birthday, mom's baby.

Jiang Yao didn't know when the tears flowed out. It could be a one-year-old life lock, a 11-year-old school supplies, or a 18-year-old wedding dress.

"No matter what you are now, you must be what she likes, because all she wants is for you to live, that's all." Mr. Cheng handed Jiang Yao a clean handkerchief and said, "I'm glad that you are very lucky. When you meet your parents, they really love you. Therefore, Xinyou dare not to compete with them for you."

Jiang Yao sobbed in a low voice, and then twenty letters and twenty boxes seemed to weigh heavily on her heart like a mountain.

"Girl, you are going to be a mother, so you should know your mother better." "You are the heart of leisurely," said Cheng

"I know." Jiang Yao's voice choked. In fact, she knew that she always made her mother sad.

"It's not easy to fool her. It's really not easy. It was very difficult for her to live at that time. You can't see how good I am to her now. In fact, at the beginning, I was confused." When he was young, Mr. Cheng was ashamed to say, "well, you are the birthday star today. You can't cry. It's windy outside. Let's go in."

Jiang Yao stood there for a long time before he calmed down. Cheng Ye helped her to move the box in, and she followed Cheng ye back home.

Cheng Jinnian has been standing at the door and waiting for people. Seeing Cheng Ye coming in with a box, he shouts for his father. But he walks towards Jiang Yao behind Cheng ye, looks up at Jiang Yao, and then frowns. "Sister is crying."

Then he ran straight to the front to stop Mr. Cheng, and asked, "Dad, did you scold my sister?"