After Fengshen's return, I relied on fortune-telling to connect to eight hot searches

Chapter 202

In the afternoon, the brilliance of the sunset dyed the sky red, and the sky looked extraordinarily magnificent, so breathtakingly beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"The Birth of an Idol" became very popular in China when it first aired. In addition to the live broadcast, many interesting clips were edited online.

In a warmly furnished house, a woman with a pale complexion and a haggard mental state is sitting on the sofa, holding a needle and thread in her hands and making clothes stitch by stitch. The style seems to be the improved plain checkered cheongsam that young girls like nowadays.

There is a new servant in the house who is puzzled, the owner of the family is not short of money, why the hostess still makes clothes by herself stitch by stitch?
The old servant who had been in Jiang's house for more than ten years knew the situation, and told the newcomer with a sigh that it was made by his wife for his daughter.

The wife has always insisted on making the clothes that the young lady grew up with, but the young lady has never been able to find them. The final destination of these clothes is to be put away and put in the closet.

When the new servant heard about this kind of thing, he sighed inwardly for Mu Mixuan's loving mother.

After cleaning the house, the servant has nothing to do, and the host is kind and serious, so he picks up his mobile phone to watch short videos.

This short video happened to be Jiang Chengmian teaching the students to practice dancing.

"..."

Tired, Mu Mixuan put down the clothes in her hands, got up and went to the kitchen to pour water, just in time to see the aunt she had invited was holding a mobile phone to watch, and her face showed the relief of a star-struck mother fan.

"Auntie, what are you looking at?"

Mu Mixuan's family doesn't usually pay much attention to the entertainment industry. Seeing her aunt like this, she doesn't know much about the mood of groupies.

The aunt bowed her head, "I'm sorry, ma'am... I've finished all my homework, and I've prepared dinner. In my spare time, I watch videos to relieve my boredom."

The mobile phone in the aunt's hand was not turned off, and Jiang Chengmian's crisp singing came from the mobile phone.

The sound was inexplicably comforting.

Mu Mixuan asked in a strange manner, "Can you show me your mobile phone?"

The aunt didn't think too much, and handed out the phone.

Mu Mixuan took the phone and stared at the screen, staring at Jiang Chengmian's face, inexplicably felt that her throat was dry, tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart was beating violently.

"Yes... yes... that's it..."

There are strange words in the mouth.

Mu Mixuan's hand touched the screen, and her fingertips touched Jiang Chengmian's cold and indifferent face, as if nothing could cause fluctuations.

"NanNan..."

If Nannan grows up... she should also look like this, her eyebrows and eyes are too similar, very similar to her when she was young.

"Ma'am... what's wrong with you..."

The aunt noticed Mu Mixuan's mood swings, and asked with concern, with worry in her eyes.

Seeing that Mu Mixuan had been staring at the screen, she looked carefully and suddenly said in surprise, "By the way... Mianmian looks somewhat similar to Mrs. Ma'am. comfortable."

Just after saying this, Mu Mixuan's pupils shrank, and her mood swings became more intense.

She handed the mobile phone to her aunt, and ran back to the living room in a staggered pace to look for the mobile phone in a panic.

Unlock the phone with trembling fingers, and find her husband's phone number in the contact column to call out.

"Dududu-"

"Dududu-"

"Dududu-"

……

No one answered the phone for a long time, and Mu Mixuan's emotions gradually became sharper, like a hedgehog with sharp thorns all over his body.

When I was about to get irritable, the phone was connected, "Hello, is this teacher's wife? The professor is busy with Ah Fu's core data, do you have anything important..."

It wasn't Jiang Xu's voice that came out of the receiver.

(End of this chapter)