"Xiao Ling, I'm sorry, it's your parents who hurt you! Huh, huh" Mama Yuan touched her daughter's thin body like dry wood, her heart was pierced, and she regretted it endlessly.
"It's all over." Zhao Miaomiao patted Yuan's mother on the shoulder.
"Okay, it's a good thing that Xiaoling is finally back. Don't cry! You go and prepare things!" Yuan's father wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and reminded Yuan's mother.
"Oh, yes! Xiaoling, wait for a while!" Mother Yuan ran back to the house wiping her tears.
After a while, Mother Yuan took out a brazier and put it on the ground, with some paper in her hand.
Father Yuan took out the lighter, lit the papers in the brazier, and signaled Zhao Miaomiao to step over.
Zhao Miaomiao knew that this meant getting rid of bad luck, and she couldn't bear to refuse the old man's kindness.
So he raised his right foot and collapsed over the brazier.
Mama Yuan pulled Zhao Miaomiao into the door and asked her, "Why did you come back today? You didn't tell us. We can pick you up."
"I was released early. I know the way home. I just need to come back by myself." Zhao Miaomiao smiled.
Mama Yuan saw the scar on her face, her eyes were sad, and tears rolled down again.
She put some rough hands on Zhao Miaomiao's face, and asked softly, "What's wrong with your face?"
"I accidentally touched it, it's okay."
"Okay, Xiaoling just came back, stop asking questions, let her have a good rest." Yuan's father's eyes were lowered, and his somewhat vicissitudes of face were full of forbearable sadness.
How could such an injury be accidentally encountered? Xiaoling just didn't want them to worry.
"Okay, okay, we have always cleaned up your room for you! Do you want to take a hot shower?"
"kindness."
Zhao Miaomiao went to the bathroom, and Yuan's mother and Yuan's father who were outside were busy.
Yuan's father went out to buy vegetables, planning to prepare delicious food for his daughter.
Yuan's mother made the bed, took out the fruits at home from the refrigerator, washed them, cut them and waited for Zhao Miaomiao to come out.
Zhao Miaomiao came to look for a hair dryer with her wet hair wrapped, and Mama Yuan took it out of the drawer immediately, "Xiaoling, sit down, and I'll help you."
"Okay." Yuan's mother completely loved her as a little girl, and she was already thirty-six years old.
The hot wind blew on her hair, and Mama Yuan stroked her short ear-length hair meticulously, with a smile on her face all the time.
The big yellow dog has returned home and is quietly watching all this.
The weather is hot, and after only blowing for a while, the hair is dry.
"Your father has gone out to buy groceries, you should eat some fruit first, and then have a good sleep. You don't have to worry about anything, your parents will always be by your side." Yuan's mother said lovingly.
Xiaoling talked less than before. She never asked about Zhu Dan and Bai Jie, not even Zhu Minglang.
Xiaoling just came back, and there are some things they dare not say.
That dead child Zhu Minglang has changed, the ungrateful little white-eyed wolf! He has now forgotten about Xiao Ling, and changed his name to Bai Jie as his mother!
Mother Yuan's heart was full of twists and turns, and she loved her daughter even more.
If Xiao Ling knew these things, would she be able to bear it?
She finally got out of there, and found that she had lost her favorite son
Mama Yuan didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Zhao Miaomiao looked at the cut pineapple in the fruit plate. The pineapple was soaked in salt water. This was the original owner's favorite fruit. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com