"Hello, are you up?" The door with a cute puppet hanging was pushed open, and the person Bai Xiaochang was most familiar with walked in. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

She smiled, and the gentleness on her face made Bai Xiao often feel like crying.

"Nan, how do you sit on the ground, hurry up." When she saw Bai Xiaochang sitting on the ground, she immediately came over and helped her up, patted the dust stuck to her clothes, and said distressedly while reproaching: "Did you fall, so carelessly, you still fell down at the age of three." ”

She picked up Bai Xiaochang and put it on the stool, got up and opened the powder blue curtains, "But I got up so early this morning, and I usually have to call you for a long time, it's really strange." ”

Until he washed his face and brushed his teeth with the help of others, and was carried to the table for breakfast, Bai Xiaochang still looked dazed.

A delicate little plate table that makes a nice sound.

The saucer was moved to her, containing a poached egg and a small piece of whole-wheat bread.

A small bowl next to it contained hot white porridge with a little sesame oil floating on it.

"Come on, Xiaobai open your mouth, this is a soft-hearted egg." A spoon with a small piece of egg white reached to her mouth, and the woman gently coaxed Bai Xiaochang.

Seeing the gentle smile on the woman's face, Bai Xiaochang finally couldn't help but whimper: "Mom......"

As soon as Bai's mother saw her beloved daughter crying, she immediately panicked, put down the spoon and held Bai Xiaochang in her arms, and gently patted her back with her hand: "What's wrong, what's wrong?" Did you just fall and hurt? Don't cry, don't cry. ”

Father Bai, who had just made the last breakfast with an apron, heard the crying outside, and suddenly didn't even put down the shovel in his hand in a hurry, and asked when he came out, "What's wrong, I just fell?" ”

Bai's father, who was only in his early thirties, was handsome, but at this time, there was only confusion and distress on his handsome face.

Bai Xiaochang saw her father come out, her tears flowed more freely, and she stretched out her hand to make a gesture of hugging: "Dad." ”

"Come on, come on, dad hug." Regardless of the apron on his body, Father Bai immediately went to Bai Xiaochang and hugged her little one.

Bai Mu took the shovel in his hand and put it back in the kitchen.

"What's the matter, I suddenly cried, look at it, it's all become a little flower-faced cat, it's not good-looking."

"Did you just fall, let Mom see."

"Why did you fall?"

"As soon as I went in, I saw her sitting on the ground."

"That's not possible, why don't you buy a carpet, it's softer."

"Okay, let's go out and buy it later."

The two of them are one by one, and they all revolve around the fall of their daughter.

Bai Xiaochang sat between the two, listening to the bland conversation between the two, feeling their love for him, and his nose couldn't help but be sour.

She looked at her home, and it had been a long time since she had taken a good look at it.

The house was set up by my mother, who didn't like the flashy style, but made the house very warm, and the sunlight came in, which made her want to sleep.

In the middle of the conversation between the two, in their arms, let's sleep.

……

"Mo, it's really you." With a hint of tremor in her gentle voice, she lifted her feet and walked slowly towards Mo, step by step, very slowly, as if she was afraid of scaring Mo.

Knowing that she stretched out her hand and really touched Mo's cheek, she smiled: "It's really you, I thought I was dreaming, it's real, it's really you, it's great." ”

The woman's words gradually became incoherent, but her gaze kept looking at Mo gently and sadly.

Mo's lips squirmed several times before he finally spoke: "Mother." ”