The story between me and the building opposite

Me: [Don't worry, I will definitely go that day. ]

Go on a date with my cutie!

Old mother: [Son, don't blame me, it's because you're about to leave for the third year, I'm afraid you'll be alone, with no one around, no one to say anything close to yourself. ]

Me: [Where did I learn this? It’s a mess. Also, I’m only 26, so how come I’m in the third year? ]

Me: [I'm not a wife, what should I say? ]

Old mother: [Forgot, it was my birthday, not yours. ]

The old mother: [Okay, okay, as long as you don't reject blind dates, remember to sign for the quilt and clothes I sent you. ]

Me: [Shouldn’t you put it together with preserved radish and pickled vegetables?At that time, the taste will be terrible. ]

I still remember the last time I said to send clothes, the clothes I took out were pickled like they were put in a sauerkraut jar, and the smell was suffocating.

The love from my own mother, fortunately my old father is more reliable.

Old mother: [Don't worry, there is absolutely no such mess as stuffing pickles for you. ]

Old mother: [I'm afraid you'll lose weight, so I stuffed you with meat!Meat is so expensive now, I stuffed you with bacon, ham and sausage, and several smoked ducks, so that you can eat it for a long time. ]

I don't need to take it out to see, I know that the clothes must have another smell.

But what else can I do with the love from my old mother?I can only bear it; bear the painful love that shouldn't be endured at this age.

Me: [Mom, it's very late now, you should go to bed early; don't worry, I will definitely be there for the blind date, but I don't know whether they will like me or not. ]

Anyway, the other party definitely doesn't like it when he is acting foolishly at his friend.