Seeing Jiang Qiu and the two children walking the dog from a distance, Han Qiushi and Xiang Chunzao couldn't help but glance at each other.

"Miao Miao didn't come down, probably because she was worried that her neighbors would bump into her and gossip. Looking up at the window of his house, Xiang Chunzao understood his daughter's position.

"Well, Chang Mo is probably still here, so you don't have to worry too much. Gently shaking Xiang Chunzao's hand, Han Qiushi strode towards his mother who was sitting in the shade of the tree.

"It's back. Greeted him, Jiang Qiu took his son with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to Xiang Chunzao, who hurriedly caught up, "Your waist is flashing, you have to slow down." ＂

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt much. Auntie, I heard what Qiu Shi said, thank you. Looking at the old man's kind smiling face, Xiang Chunzao's nose was sour.

"Look at what you said, what are you polite to me?" With a slight force in his hand, Jiang Qiu couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Alas, in the end, it is the mother and daughter who are connected, and they don't say it on their lips, but they can't make a fuss in their hearts. Although there is no big sun today, it is summer after all, and no matter how low the temperature is, it will not be as cold as holding a piece of ice.

What a terrible thing it must be! It's really a pitiful mother and daughter, who are doing the right thing, they don't recruit anyone and don't provoke anyone, but they have an accident for no reason, they are depressed and helpless, and they will feel uncomfortable in any way.

"Mom, is Chang Mo still there, aren't you in a hurry to cook?" Grabbed Sister Chunzao's hand and was stunned? Shaking his arm, Han Qiushi smiled slightly.

"Oh, yes, when I came down, the two of them were playing games online. By the way, don't bother, you're all back, I'll go upstairs to cook. "Calm, calm, calm, how can you ask yourself before, and you won't honor it?" Looking up at Xiang Chunzao, Jiang Qiu was a little embarrassed.

"I'll do it. He sniffed, bowed his head to Chunzao in a slight daze, and straightened his clothes, "I don't know what Auntie plans to do?"

"Dumplings! The stuffing is ready, and a few of us will meet each other in chess, and it will be over in a while. Letting go of his hand, Jiang Qiu turned his head to look at his son as he spoke, "The two of us will go upstairs first, you look at the two little things for a while, don't let them go up early." You don't know, Xiao Rui has no face and no skin, he is always pestering Chang Mo, endlessly, I don't have a rut. ＂

Oh, is there such a thing? Looking at the leather boy who jumped up and down, Xiang Chunzao and Han Qiushi were stunned, and turned to look at each other and smile.

What could be happier than children getting along?

instantly increased confidence and motivation, followed Jiang Qiu to the stairs, closer and closer to the door, Xiang Chunzao had the urge to resurrect with full blood.

opened the door and welcomed her mother and grandmother, Liu Miao's face bloomed with a bright smile. And Chang Mo, who was standing behind her, was a little restrained, but he was also smiling.

Ah, that's an unpretentious smile, that's great! I'm completely relieved that the children are in such a state.

After saying hello, he walked into the bedroom, closed the door, stroked his chest, wept, and breathed a long, deep sigh of relief. After changing his clothes, opening the door, and when he appeared in front of Jiang Qiu again, it was as if he had been enchanted, and Xiang Chun was already light and bright.

Great, it seems that this hurdle has passed, squinting at the refreshed Xiang Chunzao, Jiang Qiu, who couldn't help but blush, turned his head and walked into the kitchen, stood in front of the window, and looked down habitually.

The scene of last night jumped in front of my eyes, as if I saw the anger and sadness of the girl who was pushed around by her father in the noisy crowd, and the helplessness and mania of the mother who was stuck in the car by two people who were entangled, unable to help in time.

Shaking his head, calming down, drying the corners of his eyes, picking up a full pot of fillings, turning around, Jiang Qiu walked out of the kitchen and raised his voice: "Miao Miao, Chang Mo, come and make dumplings!"

"Okay!" In a crisp voice, Liu Miao pulled Chang Mo over, "Grandma, let him make dumplings, he doesn't know how to roll the skin." ＂

"Well, we're all in charge of the bag, just let your mother roll the skin herself. After speaking, Jiang Qiu suddenly frowned, "No, Chunzao, your waist is not good, or call Qiu Shi to come up and help?"

"No, I'm fine. There are so many fillings, I can't finish wrapping them for a while, and it's not too late to help when he comes up. Sending a grateful smile to the old man, he endured the back disease that had become sore, and began to knead the dough in the early spring.

"Chang Mo, tell grandma the truth, do you like to eat dumplings?" couldn't see anything wrong with Xiang Chunzao, Jiang Qiu put his mind at ease, and instead looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it fit his eyes.

"I like it, I just don't eat it often. Sitting next to Liu Miao, with low eyebrows and a light smile, Chang Mo was still a little restrained.

Why don't you eat it often? I don't even think about it, my mother's nature is bursting, Jiang Qiu opened her mouth and asked, "Your parents don't like it?"

"No, they like it, it's just that it's rare for a family to get together, so naturally they can't eat dumplings often. Pouting, Chang Mo replied while watching Xiang Chunzao rolling the dough quickly, and suddenly thought that his mother was also so nimble, his heart was hot, and his eyes were red.

What's wrong with this kid? Catching a glimpse of the changes in Chang Mo, he paused, remained silent, and whispered to Chun Zao while rolling his skin: "Listen to your uncle, your parents are very busy and can't take care of you and your younger brother, so don't force them." In the future, if you have time, you can come to us often, and if you want to eat dumplings, just say, my grandmother and I will wrap them for you. ”

"Yes, your Aunt Chun Zao's craftsmanship is very good, the dumpling filling is fragrant and delicious, we all love to eat it, by the way, your brother has also eaten it. Gently putting down a dumpling, Jiang Qiu looked at Chang Mo, "Yes, that's it, just pinch it tightly and don't leak it." ”

Actually, I haven't made a few dumplings, is that right? In my heart, under the old man's gaze, Chang Mo had a somewhat flat dumpling in his hand.

"It's nice to pinch it again. Picking up the dumplings and demonstrating, Jiang Qiu smiled and encouraged Chang Mo, "You try?"

"Is that so?" learning from the old man's appearance, he pinched another one seriously, put it in his hand again, tilted his head, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and Chang Mo smiled, "Grandma, look, isn't it much more beautiful?"

"Giggles", without waiting for Jiang Qiu to answer, Liu Miao, who had been staring at them, laughed: "Why do you look like a primary school student? ”

"I..." glanced at Liu Miao, and Chang Mo blushed.

"Ghost girl, just your poor mouth, how cute you look like this. Disgusted with his daughter, Xiang Chunzao liked it indescribably.

This kid is really good, although he feels a little introverted, not as enthusiastic and cheerful as Chang Chu, but not cold, and a little similar to Qiu Shi when he was young.

"Mom, rolling skin, it's not enough", her daughter's coquettish voice woke up Xiang Chunzao, came back to her senses, pursed her lips and smiled, and just as she was about to speak, Han Qiushi's footsteps came from the corridor.

"I'll go. Clapping his hands, Liu Miao ran over and opened the door.

For a minute, Han Rui rushed in, blinking his big black eyes, and went straight to Chang Mo.

"Xiao Rui, obedient, why did you promise me just now? Hurry up, do your homework. After a few steps, Han Qiushi pulled away the pouting little son.

"Hahaha", the little thing was surrounded by his father again, watching his children and grandchildren mumble into Liu Miao's room, Jiang Qiu was amused by their appearance and laughed happily.

What a loving home, this is the taste of home, look at this, look at that, Chang Mo knows that his heart is no longer hesitating.

No matter what Liu Miao's father does, this is her real warm home, I will keep this happiness, I will definitely keep it, my eyes stopped at the bruises on Liu Miao's wrists, as if admiring a pair of ink and wash Danqing, Chang Mo was as down-to-earth and beautiful as a reassuring pill.