When Gu Baozhu received that thin admission letter, her eyes immediately turned red with tears.
Clearly, the letter was so light, it almost weighed nothing, but in Gu Baozhu's eyes, it was as heavy as Mount Tai.
Because this letter represented her hope for the future.
"Mom, I've been accepted. I'm a college student now."
"When I graduate, when I make something of myself, I'll bring you to enjoy a good life." This had always been Gu Baozhu's wish.
In this family, besides her children, her mother was the most important person to her.
Wu Meili was stunned for a moment, deeply moved inside. She knew that her daughter had always been someone who remembered gratitude.
Now, also tearing up with joy for her daughter, she reached out and gently stroked her daughter's hair, saying, "Alright, I'll remember that."
Silly girl, actually, whether your mother enjoys good times or not isn't important; what your mother hopes for most is for you to be well.
