My daughter is 1.72m, and I am really reluctant to find someone with 1.6m

Zhang Qing did not get up on the third day, she woke up to sleep, woke up to sleep, and took sleeping pills to continue sleeping when she couldn't sleep. She didn't want to wake up, and when she woke up, her heart was extremely sad.

She has suffered from a heart attack since her daughter brought her future son-in-law into the house three days ago, and when she was a sophomore at a 211 university, she became a boyfriend and girlfriend with a male classmate in the same class. This year's senior year, the National Day holiday, the two of them came back together to see their parents.

Daughter 1.72m., and the daughter's object is about 1.6m, Zhang Qing looked at the boy, she felt extremely uncomfortable, the next thing she barely coped with.

After the daughter and the boy left, she fell ill, she lay on the bed and kept thinking about it, she wanted to let herself fall asleep, she didn't have to think about anything, so she repeatedly took sleeping pills, slept for three days and three nights, felt her body collapsed, no strength at all, was she about to die, because this matter hit her too hard.

She thinks a lot, she is a knowledge woman, if you are simply unwilling to let your daughter find this object, it is inevitable that it is a little too impersonal, the object is chosen by the daughter herself, as the saying goes: the size of the shoes, only you know. In the past, several female colleagues of Zhang Qing, the child brought back the object, there were also such and such unsatisfactory. Zhang Qing once advised them not to interfere in the marriage of their children, and now is the era of free love. But now that it was her turn, she couldn't get past this hurdle in her heart!

Maybe the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment! Zhang Qing had already planned the object of her daughter in her heart: a boy with culture, a good family, and a tall and handsome appearance, but this boy, whose home was in the countryside, was less than six meters tall, how could she be happy in such a situation?

She felt that the boy and her girlfriend were not compatible at all, as if a work of art she had painstakingly created had been disposed of cheaply by others, and perhaps this metaphor was not appropriate.

She thought about it, made up her mind to give her daughter an order, and she picked up the phone with a trembling and dialed her daughter's number. The daughter spoke on the other side of the phone: Mom, I saw that your expression was a little wrong in those days, and I had already guessed your attitude. Evaluate a person, or look at his heart!

Zhang Qing still wanted to say something, but her daughter had already put down the phone.