Minglan has insomnia, in the end, grandma cares about her, although the method is wrong, but grandma's starting point is good. She felt that it was not easy for her to raise two children as a divorced woman, it would be good to be able to hire food, clothing, housing and transportation, and it was really hard to train her children to learn art. However, if life is difficult, can't you aspire to the door of art?

Becoming a guzheng player, that is Lang's dream, as a mother, can't you fully support her son's dream? Because of the current predicament, do you have to give up chasing the distant scenery?

A pair of small hands covered Minglan eyes from behind, wiping the wetness off her eyes.

"Little Langhua, why haven't you slept yet?" Minglan pulled Xiao Langhua's hand down, turned around and gave Xiao Langhua a smile.

Xiao Langhua also gave her a smile back, and suddenly, there was sunshine at night.

Xiao Langhua got up from the quilt, pulled the quilt on Minglan well, and then hid in Minglan 's arms, and said obediently: "If mom doesn't sleep, I won't sleep." ”

Minglan hugged Xiao Langhua and remembered her grandmother's accusation of "patriarchy", and couldn't help asking: "Does Xiao Langhua have a dream?" ”

Xiao Langhua said, "Oh, Mom, didn't I tell you my dream last time?" ”

Minglan felt sorry: "I'm sorry, my mother forgot, your dream is to be a singer or a pianist when you grow up, but ...... to be a dancer"

Xiao Langhua sat up excitedly, stared at Minglan with a pair of big eyes, and said with a smile: "Mom forgot, I'll tell Mom again, Mom has to remember this time, I have two dreams now." ”

"Oh?" Minglan also sat up and looked at Xiao Langhua with interest.

Xiao Langhua looked proud and said, "My first dream is that when I grow up, I want to make money for my mother's flowers-"

Minglan remembered that Xiao Langhua had indeed told her so.

"And what is the other dream?" Minglan asked Xiao Langhua movingly.

"My second dream is that when I grow up, I want to cook for my mother, and my mother is so hard and tired, I want to help my mother-"

Before Xiao Langhua finished speaking, Minglan hugged her and cried profusely.

It is said that her daughter is her mother's little padded jacket, and she finally realized it.

Minglan remembered that when the waves were as big as the small waves, she was also such an emotional child. Whenever Minglan was late from work, she rushed to the kindergarten to pick him up in a panic, and the other children were gone, leaving Lang alone in the security room. Minglan said to him, "I'm sorry, my mother is late. However, Lang said, "Thank you, Mom, thank you for coming to take me home." ”

Lang likes to draw, and Minglan buys him a beautiful drawing book. While Minglan was cooking in the kitchen, Lang sat at the dining table and painted, and said to Minglan while painting: "Thank you, thank you mother, thank you for buying me such a beautiful drawing book——"

Later, the waves grew bigger, and he rarely said these emotional words, and he learned to be humorous.

He was in the first grade and became a primary school student, and when Minglan went to pick him up from school, he never said again: "Thank you, thank you mom, thank you for picking me up." Minglan was very disappointed and complained about how his mouth was not as sweet as it was in kindergarten. Lang said, "When I grow up and marry a wife, I won't say anything like 'I love your mother.'" ”

Minglan looked surprised, Lang smiled and hugged her and said, "Mom, I'm joking with you!" ”

Later, Lang was promoted from a junior elementary school student to a middle grade and then to an upper grade, and he didn't even know how to be humorous, he hadn't joked with Minglan for a long time.

Minglan hugged Xiao Langhua, with mixed feelings in her heart, Lang has grown up, does she, a mother, really understand him?