Xue Shengqing frowned, what did he mean that he was satisfied.

"Rong Yan, I'll ask my mother what's going on, you can also adjust your emotions, no matter how you say it, she is our mother."

Rong Yan's eyes widened.

What emotions does she have?

Her child was said like this, she didn't turn her face on the spot, but he asked her and answered!

Xue Shengqing also realized that he had spoken a little too much, and softened his voice: "Don't think about it, Mom's temperament has been like this for so many years, and I don't dare to say goodbye to her, she didn't say it in front of the child, let's just don't hear it, I'll go talk to her." ”

Rong Yan turned her head and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Xue Shengqing was bored and went to the house to find the old lady.

Rong Yan waited for him to leave before pursing her lips: What to say to your mother, with his temperament, it's strange that he can say it well!

It's better to find a way to get her back sooner.

"Mom." Xue Shengqing knocked on the door outside.

Looking from the window just now, it was dark in the room, and the curtains were not opened.

In the past, when Mu Mu lived in this room, the curtains in the room were rarely closed, and the child liked the feeling of brightness in the room.

"What's the matter?" Yang Cuihua's voice was hoarse.

Xue Shengqing listened to her voice, shrunk his neck, and had a smile on his face: "Mom, I want to talk to you." ”

There was a noise in the room, and then Yang Cuihua opened the door.

The scent of sandalwood wafted out.

"Mom, did you light incense in the house?" Xue Shengqing didn't want to go in, so he stood at the door and laughed.

"Can't order?" Yang Cuihua asked coldly.

"No, mom can do whatever she wants, I just ask casually, ask casually, hehe."

Yang Cuihua narrowed her eyes and opened the door wider: "Don't you want to come in and talk to me?" ”

Xue Shengqing swallowed his saliva and nodded.

"Mom." Xue Shengqing looked at the room.

On the wall was a portrait of an unknown god that he had seen since he was a child, and a small table was placed under the portrait, on which was an incense burner.

The incense had burned less than a third of the time, and the house was full of fragrance.

"Sit down." Yang Cuihua patted the edge of her bed.

Xue Shengqing didn't sit down, pulled over a chair and sat on it.

"It's your daughter-in-law who is crying to you." Yang Cuihua didn't wait for Xue Shengqing to speak, and took the lead in speaking.

Xue Shengqing smiled: "Mom, you know your temperament, she won't cry and say bad things about anyone, hehe." ”

"Heh, that's me going too far."

Xue Shengqing lowered his head and smiled: "Mom, I know if you don't like Mu Mu, but Mu Mu is about to take the college entrance examination, she was terrible some time ago, it is not easy to survive, and it is not easy to recover, there are a lot of things in our family, and they all rely on Mu Mu to escape, Mu Mu, is a good boy." ”

"I didn't say she's not a good boy." Yang Cuihua's face sank.

"Yes, Mom, but those words are too heart-wrenching, Mu Mu is good, we are all afraid that she will have another accident, and the wall hurts her the most, don't say it again, if the child hears it, how sad it should be."

Xue Shengqing's hand on his lap clenched slightly.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to stop to finish these words, for fear that he would stop or meet Yang Cuihua's eyes.

Yang Cuihua pursed her lips, turned her head to look at the statue hanging on the wall, and raised her lips.

"Huh.".

Yang Cuihua sneered: "Escaped death? Such a serious injury, heh! Shengqing, Shengyu can see more clearly than you, you never thought about how she escaped death, and her body recovered better in a short period of time than before. ”