Facing the stunned gazes of the three pairs, Wen Nian rubbed their heads dotingly: "This shouldn't be a bad thing for you." ”

After the words fell, she took a deep breath and began to slowly tell Wen Zhengyuan's relationship with her family.

When the sisters heard what their mother had said, their eyes were full of surprise and a certain disbelief.

In their previous lives, it seemed as if they might have had the opportunity to be helped by their loved ones.

It's just that......

It's just that the siblings were already disappointed in many people at that time, so suddenly a stranger said that it might be their relatives, how could they believe it?

Hearing their mother's words at this moment, the three of them looked at each other with complicated expressions, and finally lowered their heads and coughed lightly.

"What do you think about this?"

Wen Nian's thoughts were immersed in whether to recognize this family, and he didn't notice the hidden eye contact of the three children.

After speaking, she looked at the three children in front of her with a serious expression: "Mother doesn't care, anyway, there are no other relatives, we are doing well." ”

"It depends on how many of you sisters think about this family."

The sisters looked at each other, and finally Jiasheng spoke: "Mom, we all listen to you." ”

"If you think this parent can recognize it, let's recognize it with you, if you think this person can't recognize it, let's treat it as if there is no such thing."

Jiaxin: "Yes, Mom, so many years have passed, and we don't know what the situation is in their family." ”

"It's better to live a comfortable life by yourself than to admit it and let people look down on it."

"Mom, if we recognize our relatives, will we have real grandparents?"

Jiaqing asked in the innocent tone of a seven-year-old child, "Won't you beat my mother and our grandparents, grandmothers and uncles?" ”

Wen Nian was stung by the child's words.

She took the children into her arms and said, "Whether you recognize your relatives or not, my mother promises that no one will dare to beat you and my mother again." ”

In her mind, although the children's former mother was a good worker, she also made money because of her hard work.

But the children never seemed to have eaten a full meal, nor had they worn a new coat.

She has always taken care of the mood of her mother's family and scumbags, but she has never cared about the mood of several children.

Let the current Wen Nian listen to his youngest son's words, and his heart hurts.

"Mom, I know, you will protect our ......"

Feeling her mother's distress, Jiaqing unconsciously felt warm in her heart, but she obediently patted her mother's back with her little hand.

"Mom, don't be sad, Qing'er also listens to you, if you want to recognize your relatives, you can admit it, if you don't want to recognize it, you won't recognize it."

"Yes, Mom, if you miss your mother, we will accompany you to see it, just take a look from afar."

Jiaxin said her own method softly, "You can go and see it if you don't recognize your relatives, right?" ”

"Of course, as long as we know which nursing home my mother's mother is in, we can find it."

Jiaqing said firmly, "Mom, you can just do it according to your own ideas, and you don't need to ask for our opinions." ”

"Uh-huh."

Jiaxin and Jiaqing nodded in agreement, and raised their little heads from their mother's arms, "Mom, we all listen to you."

"Silly child, since my mother told you, I just want to know what you really think in your heart."

Wen Nian rubbed the children's heads dotingly, "Since you all said so, mom will be clear." ”

"Okay, let's go do our homework, mom still has something to do."

She let go of the children and said softly, "When you finish your homework, Mommy will tell you a bedtime story." ”

"Mom, I still want to listen to the story of the Monkey King."

As soon as Jiaqing heard her mother say that she wanted to tell a story, she jumped up excitedly, "I want to listen to his "Havoc in the Heavenly Palace". ”

(End of chapter)