"Why do you see me like that? Isn't it pretty? ”

Zhou Ruolan was embarrassed to be seen, and subconsciously wiped off her lipstick.

In your forties, you still wear makeup, it doesn't seem to be dignified enough?

"Don't rub it, it's good-looking, it looks very good."

Su Hanxuan hurriedly stopped her, and just now, he remembered the scene when the two of them met for the first time.

That day, she was wearing a Lenin suit, with two black braids on her shoulders, apricot eyes with affection, and red lips pursed lightly, like a budding camellia, which was shy and heartwarming.

"Mom, are you up?"

Su Bao'er knocked lightly at the door, she didn't sleep much last night, she got up early in the morning, grinding Aunt Wu to teach her to make breakfast, her mother likes to eat wontons with three fresh fillings, she wrapped a bowl with her own hands, although it was ugly, but her mind.

Zhou Ruolan heard her daughter's voice, a flash of self-blame flashed in her eyes, Bao'er's good character was forced to run away from home by herself, and she was willing to call her mother so good.

Su Hanxuan went over to open the door, and Su Bao'er saw Zhou Ruolan wearing light makeup, and surprise flashed in her eyes:

"Mom, you're so beautiful."

Zhou Ruolan blushed from being praised by her daughter, raised her hand to wipe her face, her face was too ugly this morning, she wiped her blush.

"I'll make you a ravioli, try it!"

Su Bao'er went over to hold her arm and coquettish with her as before, as if the awkwardness of the two of them last night did not exist.

"Okay, I'll try it."

Zhou Ruolan was so moved that she almost cried, but she laughed with tears in her eyes.

Su Mingrui was already waiting downstairs, he got up in the morning and went to the street to buy her mother's favorite bean juice, and when he saw Zhou Ruolan coming downstairs, he greeted him and shouted:

"Morning, Mom."

"Well, early."

Zhou Ruolan looked at her son who was wearing a police uniform and a talented person, and suddenly felt that she was really unreasonable, in charge of everything and everything, and always wanted her children to follow her baton.

Su Mingrui's throat rolled a little, suppressed the sadness in his heart and showed a bright smile, and pulled his mother to the dining table:

"Mom, see what I bought you?"

"Bean juice, Mom's favorite drink, thank you for remembering."

Seeing the bean juice on the table, Zhou Ruolan's eyes turned red again, she never wanted much, as long as her children and husbands accompanied her more, don't let her guard this empty big house.

Now, she finally got her wish, but she didn't have much time to spend with them.

Thinking about it like this, her mood fell to the bottom again.

"Mom, try the wontons I made, Aunt Wu taught me, the first time the bag was a little ugly, don't laugh at me."

Seeing that Zhou Ruolan was sad, Su Baoer hurriedly went over and grabbed her arm, pouting and coquettishly coquettish with her.

"Don't laugh, Mom's first bag is not as good as you!"

Zhou Ruolan squeezed out a smile and patted her daughter's little hands, these hands were raised by her very well, she had never let Bao'er do any work since she was a child, thinking that one day she would get married, and she would be busy in the kitchen every day, but she could no longer take care of her, Zhou Ruolan wanted to cry.

Afraid of being seen by her husband and children, she hurriedly lowered her head and held back tears.

"Mom, try it."

Su Baoer scooped a wonton and handed it to Zhou Ruolan's mouth, Su Hanxuan looked at his daughter-in-law sadly on the side, the tears in her eyes pierced his heart, from now on, he had to put off all his work and accompany her through the difficulties.

After breakfast, Zhou Ruolan and Su Hanxuan went to the market to buy vegetables, Su Mingrui drove to pick up Lu Jiayue, and only Su Baoer was left at home.

She made an important decision that she would regret if she didn't.