"Mom, I'm going to rest, why don't you go take a shower and rest early?"

Zhao Hong rubbed her dry hair, took the hair dryer in her mother's hand and put it on the table, hugged her mother's waist again, and smiled coquettishly.

"Well, that's fine. Go ahead and go to bed early. ”

Mother Zhao looked at her daughter's coquettish smile, pinched her earlobe, and let her go, if Qin Wafan saw this scene, he should know how Zhao Hong's love to pinch his ears when he disciplined him, it's just that Zhao's mother pinched her daughter's ears, and she didn't have the strength to rub them lightly, and when Zhao Hong pinched his ears when she disciplined him, it was a very uneven pull and pull, although there would still be a light kneading without force in the end, but in the end, it was developed into a different model.

In fact, Zhao's mother loves her daughter very much, first, her wife left early, she feels sorry for her daughter, and secondly, she wants to be strong, although there were always people who came to the matchmaker ten years ago, she refused one by one, and she took Zhao Hong to live alone, Zhao Hong is also sensible, and learned to help her mother share it early, she has always let her mother let go of her own affairs, and also helped her mother do some housework, which is well organized, Zhao's mother is always happy to see it, but also inevitably gives birth to some sadness, I can't help but think, if her father is here, The two of them wouldn't have lived so hard.

Whenever she sighed, felt that God was unfair, and felt that she was sorry for her daughter, her daughter could always comfort her and say that she would not work hard, so that she would be happier if she became more capable than other classmates, and she felt even more distressed when she heard it.

Now, her daughter still has something to hide from her, she wanted to have a good chat with her daughter, but it was too late, and her daughter's rest at this time was more important, and she actually wanted to wait for her daughter to tell her. The daughter doesn't say it, probably still worried about her blaming, this stupid girl, such a big thing, even if she blames, it's also a mother, and the daughter should also tell herself as soon as possible, now that the mother is playing such a dumb riddle, she still can't help but feel sad in her heart, it's really a big girl, or is she still too strict with her daughter on weekdays, so that her daughter is afraid in this regard?

This night, Zhao's mother listened to her daughter's slight snoring, pushed open the door and went in to help her cover a corner of the quilt and cover her navel, before going back to her room to lie down.

It's been several nights, she hasn't slept well, and tonight is also difficult to sleep, but after all, it is difficult to endure, and thinking of the night Qin Wafan said that he will see his family tomorrow and set a wedding date with the two children, a hanging heart can be regarded as a little down, and after tossing and turning a few times, he also fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Zhao's mother got up and served the yam, red dates, and eight-treasure porridge stewed in the evening, and Zhao Hong could eat it as soon as she finished washing. Zhao Hong was still a little surprised that her mother did how to do it so accurately, when she took the porridge to the mouth, the temperature in the porridge was just not cold or hot, she even doubted whether her mother tasted the temperature of the porridge before she ate it, but she wanted to ask and held back.

"What's wrong? Not good enough for the taste? ”

Mother Zhao, who had just come out of the wash, saw her daughter holding the porridge and asked, she deliberately asked her daughter to drink it as soon as she finished washing, don't wait for her, she was afraid that it would be too cold.

"No, Mom, I just think it's okay to eat together after you've washed up? You have to let people eat it first. ”

Zhao Hong came back to her senses and asked with a smile.

"You eat first, it's not good to eat when it's cold. Isn't this very fast, just a matter of minutes. ”

Mother Zhao said while spooning the porridge.

"yes, when did you take it so seriously in just a few minutes?"

Faced with her daughter's words, Zhao's mother was speechless. Although they are mother and daughter, she still has requirements for her daughter in terms of eating etiquette. It's just that when the two of them are there, they must wait together to eat, at first it was a request, and then it became a tacit habit, and now she insists on breaking this perennial habit because of a few minutes, and her daughter is not strange, but there is a reason for it, and it doesn't matter. In short, at home, it is natural for a daughter to listen to her mother.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Hong suddenly put down the porridge bowl in his hand, got up and hurriedly ran to the toilet.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao's mother asked, wanting to get up and follow, but after thinking about it, she still sat still, just pricked up her ears and listened to the faint sound of her daughter's suppressed vomiting and flushing in the toilet.

After a long while, Zhao Hong pushed open the toilet door with a white face and came out. Zhao's mother's eyes followed her daughter until she sat down, picked up the porridge bowl again, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and reluctantly put it into her mouth.

"Is it tasty? If it's not enough, you can add some seasoning. ”

Zhao's mother asked again.

"No, you don't."

Zhao Hong shook her head, her complexion recovering a little.

"Honghong, do you have a cold? Or is there something wrong with the body? ”

Mother Zhao finally couldn't hold it back, but she also asked logically.

"Well, it's a little uncomfortable, maybe it's a cold."

Zhao Hong disguised.

"Oh, if you don't feel well, you have to go to the hospital, but you can't delay."

Zhao's mother is really worried.

"Oh, got it."

Zhao Hong prevaricated.

"Mom will take you to the hospital first, and then it's too late to go to Xiao Qin's house."

Zhao's mother asked for her daughter's opinion, but her tone was a little unquestionable.

"No, you don't."

Zhao Hong categorically refused.

"Honghong, Mom is a person who came over, what do you have to tell Mom, Mom also told you last night, no matter when something happens to you, as long as you tell Mom, Mom will not blame you, and will help you as soon as possible, do you understand what Mom said?"

Zhao's mother finally made up her mind to have a showdown with her daughter. She thought about it, her daughter didn't say it, she could respect her daughter, but if there was a delay in her daughter's body because of this, it would be worth the loss, she had to figure out whether her conjecture was true, and if so, it was urgent.

"Mom, what you say, I understand, I know."

Zhao Hong was holding a bowl of porridge, still perfunctory.

"Do you know that why don't you hurry up and tell the truth to your mother, and ask your mother to say it first? When you are a mother, you can't see with your eyes, you can't hear with your ears, and your mother gives birth to you once, and you understand everything, is it possible that there are still things that your mother can't understand? ”

When Zhao's mother spoke softly but firmly, Zhao Hong finally raised her head from the porridge bowl and looked at her mother with fixed eyes.

At that moment, she finally knew that her mother, who had known it for a long time, had red eyes, called Mom, put down the porridge bowl, walked two steps over, sat next to her mother, circled her waist and cried.

"Mom, since you know everything, why do you still ask so much?"

This woman is really worthy of being the daughter she brought up, her heart and eyes are flexible, she knows how to come to find her mother, but she really has her, Zhao's mother patted her daughter's shoulder, and said no, not to say no.