Companionship is the best love... In the afternoon of the seventh day of the first year, I came to my mother's house, during which I went to relatives and accompanied my mother and two sons to play, and the family was happy and harmonious! The afternoon before yesterday, the eldest son wanted to learn to play badminton

Companionship is the best love...

In the afternoon of the seventh day of the first year, I came to my mother's house, during which I went to relatives and accompanied my mother and two sons to play, and the family was happy and harmonious!

The afternoon before yesterday, the eldest son wanted to learn to play badminton, so he bought him a pair of badminton rackets. My son was enthusiastic about learning, and my mother and I took turns teaching him. Occasionally I played a few balls with my mom to exercise, and I obviously felt that my mom was getting older and her body was no longer as flexible as before.

The last time I played badminton with my mother was probably about twenty years old, when my mother was still very fast, and sometimes she could jump up and catch the ball. But now the mother is really getting old, but it feels very happy to be able to play ball with the mother, chat, and accompany the child! People say I think so, right?