"Xiao Liu, you go and get busy first, my mother and younger brother can be taken care of by me."

Xiao Liu's work is very important, and the research and development of new dishes is imminent, and she must make a sample tonight for everyone to taste.

"The little one will retire first."

After Xiao Liu brought the tea and put it on the table, he left the back kitchen.

"Sister, you are so powerful, I think they are still obedient to you."

At first, he was still very worried about his sister, after all, his sister is a woman, and many people don't want to listen to what he says.

"That's right, you don't look at who I am, I'm your sister, my mother's daughter."

During this time, she was very busy, she went home and fell asleep, and rarely communicated with her mother and younger brother.

"Xiao Qiao, do you have something to be busy, if you have something to be busy, you can go and get busy first, don't care about your mother, your mother came here today, just to come and see you."

Song Xiaoqiao was still wearing an apron at the moment, presumably doing something, disturbing her, and she was really a little upset.

"It's okay mother, it's still early in the evening, my daughter has time, or my daughter will take you out for a walk."

She is indeed very busy, but no matter how busy she is, she will not ignore the feelings of her family, especially her mother and younger brother come from afar, she can't let them run in vain.

"Okay, okay, I haven't been around in a long time."

As soon as he heard that he could go out for a walk, Song Haoran raised his hands and agreed.

"But......" Zhang wanted to say something, but before she could finish her words, she was dragged out of the room by her daughter and son.

"Sister, what is this, it smells so good."

Song Haoran was locked in the house for too long, and he was very interested in things outside.

"This one, it's a sachet, do you like it? I like my sister to buy one and give it to you. ”

The sachet is an ordinary thing, but Song Haoran doesn't seem to have seen this thing.

"Okay, thank you, sister." Song Haoran regained his child's nature, took the sachet and went to another stall owner.

"You like rabbits?"

Next to him was a rabbit seller, although Song Haoran didn't say he wanted it, but his eyes had already betrayed him.

"Xiao Qiao, let's not buy these unnecessary things."

After shopping for a while, Xiao Qiao bought a lot for Song Haoran and her, Song Xiaoqiao's money was not easy to come by, she really couldn't bear to see Song Xiaoqiao spending money for their mother and son so lavishly.

"Mother, I know you feel sorry for me, but I also feel sorry for you and Haoran, Haoran can't go out often on weekdays, if you buy a little rabbit and go back to be with Haoran, he won't be so lonely in the future."

Little rabbits can be bought, but she is a little worried about Song Haoran's asthma and whether she will be allergic to rabbit hair.

"This girl is right, the little rabbit is gentle, buy one for this boy to be a companion."

The rabbit seller is an old man, and he is very amiable.

"Mother, just buy one for Haoran, Haoran promises to take care of it."

Song Haoran didn't speak just now, until he heard his sister Xiao Qiao's approval, so he mustered up the courage to speak.

Although my mother is not sewing and washing now, my mother has to go out to farm, that is, the piece of land that my sister took from my grandmother last time, and he is still alone at home on weekdays, which is really boring.

"Okay, let's buy the last one."

Zhang wanted to refuse again, but when she saw her son's longing eyes, she couldn't bear it.

Haoran is different from other children, frail and sickly, and it is really difficult for him to stay at home alone all these years.

"I'm glad now."

Song Xiaoqiao handed the rabbit cage to Song Haoran, and as soon as the words fell, her mother suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Mother looked at her wrist and didn't move, as if she was being immobilized, but Song Xiaoqiao was scared a lot.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing? ”

Zhang hurriedly withdrew his fingers, his heart full of doubts.

At first, she thought that her daughter was dead, or lost, anyway, it was not the current daughter, but when she saw the mole on Song Xiaoqiao's arm, she was instantly blinded.

That red will is still there, does that mean that this daughter is her daughter, but it suddenly changed overnight?

But what is it that will make Xiao Qiao change so much overnight?

"Haoran, can you go play with the little rabbit first, I have something to talk about with my mother."

Her mother's actions just now were obviously suspicious of her identity, and since this was the case, she wanted to take this opportunity to find out how much she knew about her mother.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here."

Although Song Haoran's heart is still young, he is very good at observing words and feelings, he knows that his sister has a secret and wants to talk to his mother, and he doesn't want him to hear it.

Since he didn't want him to hear it, then he didn't listen.

"Mother, do you wonder about me, think I'm very different from before?"

This sentence has been held in the hearts of both parties for a long time, and Song Xiaoqiao opened his mouth to ask.

"Xiao Qiao, my mother didn't mean that, my mother just ......"

Zhang wanted to explain, but couldn't find better words, so he could only say half of the sentence and choked up.

"Mother, it's rare for our mother and daughter to talk about their hearts today, if there is anything you can ask, I promise to tell my mother 1510."

Since things have developed to this point, she has made up her mind that as long as her mother asks, she will tell her mother everything.

"Mother just wanted to know what made you grow up overnight."

Although her current daughter is very smart and sensible, it makes her feel strange, what is it that can make Xiao Qiao suddenly have such a big change.

"I ......" Song Xiaoqiao hesitated, how did she explain this kind of thing about soul crossing, would her mother believe it? Thinking of this, she then spoke: "What if I am no longer the daughter in your heart? ”

Paper can't hold the fire, sooner or later the mother will find out, and by that time the mother will only be sad, so she tried to open her mouth tactfully.

"Xiao Qiao, it's not early, why don't we go back first."

When Zhang heard Song Xiaoqiao say this, her fingers were obviously tight, and others might not be able to hear it, but she was Song Xiaoqiao's mother, and she knew what Song Xiaoqiao meant.

"Mother, you really don't want to ask anymore?"

Mother's words made Song Xiaoqiao realize something, but she didn't expect her mother to look honest and honest on weekdays, but she was so smart, and her mother guessed something with her own words.

"Is she still alive?"

Zhang didn't pierce the window paper, but as a mother, she wanted to know if her daughter was still alive.

Silence is better than sound, Song Xiaoqiao did not answer, but shook her head slightly, and her movements made Zhang take two steps back in an instant.

"Mother, don't worry, I am your daughter, and your daughter is me."

Song Xiaoqiao hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, supported Zhang's crumbling body, and expressed his intentions.

"Yes, my good daughter."

Zhang's eyes were full of tears, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, Song Xiaoqiao was right, she was her own daughter, her own daughter was her, there was nothing to worry about.