As soon as Wen Qing finished speaking, the camera was turned around by Ma Xiaoman, and he casually put the phone slightly to his mother, "Mom, I'll be home in two days, don't forget to make me something to eat when the time comes," Wen Qing said when she saw Ma's mother, her eyes were full of light.

"Okay, I'll do it for you when you come back," "Ding," "Xiaoman sent your address, Lixia and I plan to go to your house for the New Year," a WeChat message flashed on the phone, and the corners of Ma Xiaoman's mouth, who saw the content clearly, twitched slightly, and he was not in a hurry to return to Angela.

"Then mom and dad pay attention to their bodies, I'll go home in two days," Wen Qing said and waved at Ma's mother, and Xiao Wang and Xiao Li stood not far away, just looking clear, it was the warmth of the person who talked to Ma Xiaoman on the phone, the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Well," Ma's mother nodded, and only ended the call with warmth, Ma Xiaoman clicked on Angela's WeChat and sent Angela a copy of his own address, "Xiaoman has made new friends again, now it seems that it is right to let you go to City B, no matter what you learn, it is good to make friends." Ma's father attaches great importance to whether Ma Xiaoman can make friends, but he doesn't pay much attention to her schooling.

"Well, I made a few good friends, she just sent me a message saying that she was going to spend the New Year in our house, and I just sent her the location. Ma Xiaoman said and put his phone aside, looked at his father and said with a smile.

"What we care about most is actually that you are happy, nothing is as important as the happiness of your life," Ma's mother said gently, and then motioned for everyone to sit down, Xiao Wang and Xiao Li were obviously a little restrained because of Ma Xiaoman's existence, but fortunately, the two of them adapted quickly, and they became acquainted with Ma Xiaoman after a while.

"Uncle Xiao Wang, Uncle Xiao Li, you usually have nothing to drink less, drinking too much wine is not good for your health," Xiao Wang Xiaoli is in his thirties, but he is called uncle by a girl as old as Ma Xiaoman, and he is somewhat unaccustomed to it.

"Good, good, good. The two responded in unison, but they didn't put down the wine glass in their hands, looking at the actions of the two, although Ma Xiaoman was a little helpless, he couldn't say anything.

Ma's father accompanied the two to drink, Ma's mother pulled Ma Xiaoman back to the room to pack up her things, and Qiuqiu followed Ma Xiaoman throughout the whole process, "If it weren't for Jixing, I wouldn't worry about you being alone in City B," Ma's mother helped Ma Xiaoman pack up her things, and said helplessly in her tone.

"Mom, I'm your own, how do you think he's your own. Ma Xiaoman pouted dissatisfiedly, but there was no unhappiness in his eyes, "This is jealous, the reason why I am good to him is not to think that he can be nice to you," Ma's mother looked at Ma Xiaoman angrily.

Ma Xiaoman took the things out of the box, Ma's mother helped Ma Xiaoman hang up the clothes, and saw that some of the clothes that Ma Xiaoman brought back had been washed and whitened, and Ma's mother felt a little more distressed in her heart.

Every time she asked Ma Xiaoman if she was short of things, Ma Xiaoman would always tell her that she lacked nothing and that she had money, but she had never bought herself a set of clothes during her time in school, and she still wore what she gave her before, "Didn't you tell your mother that you have money, why don't you sell yourself a few more sets of clothes." Ma's mother looked at the clothes in her hand, looked at Ma Xiaoman and asked.

"It's not that I don't buy it, but I forgot to bring it back at Wenqing's house, and let her bring it back when Wenqing comes, these clothes are usually placed in the dormitory, in order to shorten the distance between me and my classmates, otherwise they will think I show off my wealth. Seeing his mother entangled in his clothes, Ma Xiaoman reached out and took the clothes in his mother's hand, folded them casually and stuffed them directly into the wardrobe.