In the past few days, her eyelids have been jumping, and she always feels that something is going to happen.

"Wu Ying, make clothes for the child." Aunt Wang stood at the door, still carrying a basket in her hand.

"It's Aunt Wang here, come in and sit." Wu Ying moved her clothes and vacated a seat beside her, "I think it's a good day today, so I moved to the yard to do some needlework." ”

"Where's Zhi'er?" The children delivered by Aunt Wang belong to their Wei family, and the children are the best.

Speaking of her son, the mother's love that couldn't be hidden on her face was overflowing, "I was tired from making noise in the yard just now, and now I'm asleep." ”

"I brought some goat milk from my own sheep, you haven't been unwell, the child can grow better by drinking this."

"That's a lot of trouble."

"It's not troublesome, I'm alone at home, and I can't drink more."

Aunt Wang saw that the more she watched it, the more she liked it, and she knew that she was away from home, and there was no one around her who could not even speak considerately, so she couldn't help but feel more pity and grabbed her hand, "Auntie, I like you from the bottom of my heart, you see that you don't have a maiden home in the capital, and her husband is in the military camp, and she is alone with such a small child, and her aunt is distressed." ”

How long has it been since she felt like a mother's love?

A stranger still has a heart for her, and the mother who gave birth to her and raised her and is far away in Cannes, did she ever know that she added a little grandson to the Lu family? Did she ever think of herself?

After becoming a mother, she learned that it is not easy to raise children, she has also raised herself for 18 years, love is certain, but for the sake of the so-called home, but she has to sell herself, she regrets it now?

Wu Ying shook her head, so that these thoughts no longer ran in, how could she think of this, didn't they cut off contact with themselves a long time ago, now she has a husband and a child, so that the life of Ansheng can be.

"My wife also left early, I was originally a son, and now I am also doing a small business outside the border, and I am usually alone."

"Auntie has worked hard alone."

Aunt Wang rubbed her hands and said embarrassedly, "Auntie knows that your husband will be a promising person in the future, but Auntie doesn't fancy this, Auntie just wants to feel sorry for you, and wants to feel sorry for you like a daughter." ”

Wu Ying felt that the corners of her eyes were a little sour, and it turned out that some people would feel distressed as if they were children, "Auntie." ”

"Oh, what's wrong with you, what are you crying about, if you don't like it, my aunt won't mention it." Aunt Wang didn't expect Wu Ying to react like this, grabbing her sleeve and wiping her tears.

"It's not that I don't like it, I'm so happy, you're too good to me, auntie." Ying wiped away her tears.

"Silly boy, you are a good person, and you deserve to be treated well by others."

"Godmother" called her crisply, but she was happy.

"Ugh."

In the evening, Wu Ying told Yu Hongchou about this, and he did not object, "Aunt Wang is an honest person, with her, I am usually with you, I am also a lot more relieved, let's go to her house to have a look at it sometime." ”

A few days later, Yu Hongchou took turns to rest, and the two of them went to Wang's mother's house with gifts, which can be regarded as a confirmation of this confession.

"Godmother" Yu Hong shouted as soon as he entered the door.

This Aunt Wang also didn't expect that if she didn't say anything about having a goddaughter, this uncle also shouted, which simply tormented her.

But seeing his honest face, it was not good to say anything, so Zhang Luo sat down with the two of them, and went to a table of banquets.