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Under the urging of my mother's repeated phone calls, I hurried back home. As soon as I opened the door, two firecrackers went off with a bang above my head, and colorful ribbons fell down. My parents stood in front of me, happy like mischievous children who had succeeded in their prank.

Mom sat beside me at some point, her warm hand holding mine. The rough texture on her hand bears the traces of years of hard work for our family. My eyes couldn't help but moisten.

I rushed out of the door and didn't want to look back, no matter how they called me from behind.

Lige, Mom didn't mean to hide it from you.

However, it's already late.

However, from today onwards, there will never be a pair of warm big hands pushing me from behind, nor will there be such a gentle person, speaking with a soft rural accent, complaining while laughing beside me.

Lige...

A series of photos documenting my growth slid across the TV screen, accompanied by the background music of my mother's favorite song "Friends" by Zhou Huajian.

A few hours ago ... ....

Interlaced fat and lean, sweet but not greasy, lingering fragrance in the mouth, I couldn't help but put my fingers into my mouth and suck after eating.

Dad, mom, I love you so much. I don't want to get married in my whole life. I want to eat the braised pork made by you for the rest of my life - it's so delicious that it makes me want to cry.

Mom, both Yi Tian and I have been accepted by Orange Media Company. As soon as I received the news from my friend Yi Tian, I excitedly called my parents to tell them the news.

After a brief moment of silence, his parents rushed to the door of their bedroom and said in unison, "Li Ge, don't look for it anymore..."

"Do you know, it's always been in the drawer of your wardrobe, right?" I replied.

I walked into my house, deeply moved, and found the living room filled with balloons of various colors. Behind the sofa, there was a big "congratulation" made of colorful letter balloons. Of course, there was also a table full of my favorite dishes, such as braised pork, sweet and sour fish, sticky lotus root, and more. Each dish emitted an enticing aroma, and each one was my favorite. For a moment, I didn't know where to start.

I was so sad that I cried loudly without caring about my image.

What should all of this be called? A "dog-blood drama" caused by a camera in a family?

I seemed to see my parents sitting crowded in front of the computer, trying hard to recognize the letters on the screen, pressing one key after another, and finally typing out the sentence - "Daughter, you are our eternal pride."

For these young people, it may just be a simple PPT, or they may be mocked as an album for old people. But for me, it is a manifestation of my parents' abundant love.

After my parents learned this news, they happily asked me to come home quickly, saying they wanted to hold a family celebration for me.

Sitting on the swing in the park next to the residential area, I recall that my parents used to love bringing me here to play. As I sit on the swing, one of them pushes me from behind while the other frowns and complains, "Hey, be careful! What if the pigeons fly away?"

Lige, listen to our explanation.

After finishing his work, my dad came back to the sofa and sat next to me. He looked at me with some anticipation and pride, gesturing for me to watch TV seriously.

Just after I entered the bedroom for a while, I heard my mother loudly asking me in the living room, "Li Ge, do you know where the camera is?"

Belief collapses in an instant, their voices reverberating in my ears like thunder, pounding my heart.

After finishing dinner, I originally wanted to go back to my room to play games, but my father forcibly dragged me to watch TV together.

But there is no "if".

If I hadn't joined Orange Media, if there weren't those so-called touching moments, if I hadn't gone to the room to look for the camera, would the three of us still be sitting together, deluding ourselves and enjoying the harmony?

Oh my, my mouth is watering. Let me taste how the dishes my parents made today taste... I put down my things and rushed to the dining table without even washing my hands, and directly grabbed a piece of braised pork with my hand and threw it into my mouth.

At that time, our family was simply happy, filling the entire park with the scent of happiness.

I held the divorce certificate in my hand stiffly, like a puppet mechanically turning my head to look at their anxious faces. Tears fell as I trembled and said, "Should I give you the Oscar for Best Actor and Actress?"

I looked at the TV in confusion, and suddenly saw my big smiling face on the screen of over 50 inches.

You always talk nonsense. Go wash your hands quickly and change into clean clothes before eating.

I made a funny face to my mother, then obediently went to wash my hands and change clothes.

In order to prevent myself from crying in front of them, I took a deep breath and stood up, making an effort to keep my tone relaxed. "I'll go get the camera, it's been a long time since we took a family photo." As I said that, I quickly walked into my parents' bedroom.

"Mom, Dad, it's time for dinner!" I came out of the kitchen after changing clothes and washing my hands, and sat down with my parents at the dining table. The whole family happily started eating.

Watching my dad's mysterious appearance, I was also intrigued. I sat honestly on the sofa, watching my dad fiddle with the TV.

I held my mother's hand with my left hand and my father's hand with my right hand, feeling like the happiest person in the world. I couldn't help but say in a sentimental tone, "I am so happy!"

There are too many dishes that I like to eat, I can't even find time to chat. I bury myself in eating, occasionally look up, and see the silent distance between my parents as they bury themselves in eating. Suddenly I feel a bit strange, but I don't know where the problem lies...? Perhaps it's just my imagination?