Sheng Ting looked at the familiar back in front of him, and still felt unfamiliar.

The two soon returned to Jing Mansion, and as soon as they entered, someone reported it.

Soon, everyone in the family came out.

The first to run out was Xiangyun, the moment he ran out of the house, the expression on his face was excited, but when he saw Jing Xi standing there indifferently with his hands in his hands, he immediately wilted.

But he still walked forward quickly and called 'mother'.

Jing Xi didn't know what psychological journey this child had gone through in just a few breaths, and she knew everything.

At the same time, she felt a little funny, such an older child is very good at handling her emotions, and she can see who she is and can open her mouth to call 'mother'

Jing Xi stretched out his hand and pinched Xiangyun's cheek, his eyes squinted with a smile: "Little brat, you can see clearly, I'm not your mother." ”

The strength of her hands is not heavy, but it is not light, Xiangyun is actually a little painful, but she endured it and didn't break free, just raised her neck and asked her: "Can you not show up, can you give my mother back to me!" ”

Jing Xi was still laughing when she first heard this, but gradually the smile on her face froze.

She let go of the hand that was pinching Xiangyun's cheeks, and slowly straightened her waist, the expression on her face was a little indifferent and a little smiling:

"That's not good, I've discussed it with your mother, and I will take turns using this body."

"You're lying!" Xiangyun stared at Jing Xi with a mistake, "How can you discuss with my mother, there is no you when there is my mother, there is no my mother when there is you, you can't communicate at all." ”

Jing Xi pursed his lips: "Little brat, if you want to say this, you must underestimate your mother's head, is she so unlucky in your eyes?" ”

"You are not allowed to speak ill of my mother!" Xiangyun was angry and wanted to start beating people, but he was reluctant. Institutions

Jing Xi looked at his contradictory little appearance, and he didn't want to tease him: "Okay, are you literate, little brat?" ”

"What are you going to do!"

"I'll show you something, if I don't show the evidence, you really think I'm talking nonsense. But I'm not that kind of person, and you'll find out later. ”

After Jing Xi finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Xiangyun: "You should be familiar with your mother's handwriting, right?" ”

Xiangyun immediately took the piece of paper from Jing Xi's hand, opened it and looked at it, and his little brows immediately wrinkled.

He immediately looked at Sheng Ting: "Dad, are these true?" Uncle Fang said that my mother went out with you yesterday afternoon, have you read this note? ”

"I've seen it," Sheng Ting knew that what Xiangyun was holding in his hand at this moment was a letter written by Jing Xi to Jing Xi, "I know about this, and your mother has also discussed it with me." ”

"What's the situation?" Fang Duruo walked towards Xiangyun and Jingxi, and she was followed by Sixi.

"Uncle Fang, look," Xiangyun handed the paper to Fang Duruo, "This is my mother's handwriting, it should be my mother's handwriting." ”

Fang Duruo frowned, glanced at Jingxi unhappily, and then took the letter from Xiangyun's hand.

Sixi also came over to see: "What did the master write?" ”

There were only a few lines on the letter, and the two of them quickly read all these sentences.

Fang Duruo stared at Jing Xi after reading it, thoughtful.

Sixi muttered to himself: "It's the master, it must be the master, only the master can say such things." ”

The master thanked this very different person for surviving for her, but she still wanted to regain the glory of life. The master is such a person, and her life has always been blooming.