She shook her arm, and the flesh on her arm could shake with it.

Woo......

Lu Zhiling covered her face, she was so tearful, she felt so ashamed, it turned out that she was so fat when she was a child!

"Husband, you have cried Zhiling," Jiang Qian was very distressed, and touched Lu Zhiling's white chubby face, "Whose child was not fat when he was a child, the baby was fat, and when our baby grows up, he must be a little beauty who is loved by everyone." ”

Lu Zhiling pursed her lips and smiled shyly.

At the age of seventeen, her parents died early, so that her personality was more precocious than her peers since she was a child, although her grandfather also loved her very much, but Lu Zhiling has always been a sensible child, she doesn't like to cause trouble to others, and she won't take the initiative to express her feelings.

So in the face of her mother's tenderness and closeness, she was not only happy, but also a little strange and overwhelmed.

She was carried by her father to the stable, along the way she looked at her father's other hand always holding Mommy, the breeze blowing through the willows, this season, the lakeside has raised a slight catkins, Lu Zhiling head leaned on his father's broad shoulder, couldn't help but squint, feeling the warmth of being with his parents.

The warmth she had never felt before.

Wangcai gave birth to a little stallion, the afterbirth coat was torn, and her parents accompanied her to play in the stable for a while, but she didn't stay long, because Mommy was infected with a cold some time ago, and after Dad took her to ride other ponies for a while, he asked Uncle Zhang Chuan to drive them home.

Back at home, Lu Zhiling met Grandma Qi when she was young.

Grandma Qi made a table of dishes that Lu Zhiling likes to eat, egg yolk pumpkin, whitebait soup, Longjing shrimp, Lu Zhiling only then knew that these dishes were also Mommy's favorite.

Lu Zhiling ate a big bowl full of them, Mommy kept clipping her this and that, for fear that she wouldn't be full, she was actually very full, but she still tried to eat everything Mommy gave her, and then Jiang Qian poured her another glass of milk.

After she drank all the milk, she heard Mommy say happily, "Today's Lingling is so good, the milk and shrimp have been eaten, and I used to have to coax for a long time before I was willing to eat it." ”

Lu Zhiling remembered that she didn't like to drink milk when she was young, but when she grew up, her classmates were drinking it, and she reluctantly started drinking it in order to integrate into the collective.

"Mommy, Zhiling will drink milk obediently in the future."

Jiang Qian looked at Lu Zhiling with relief, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, "You, don't just say it, every time you get sick, you promise your parents that you will drink milk and eat vegetables, and forget it as soon as you get sick, right?" ”

Lu Zhiling's chubby face was pinched, her eyes were her mother's gentle advice, her mother looked at her eyes full of love and care, even if she was saying that she didn't drink milk well, but there was no blame in the words, Lu Zhiling saw and heard only love, all of which was her mother's love for herself.

Lu Zhiling was a little fascinated by it.

I was stunned for a while, there was no reaction, only my eyes were quietly red.

Then she put down the children's spoon in her hand, hugged Jiang Qian, and her breathing was a little tight, "Mommy, Zhiling will not forget it in the future, if you are not by my side in the future, I will definitely take good care of myself, and you must also take good care of yourself......".

Jiang Qian was stunned for a moment, and felt that Lu Zhiling was a little different today, but she couldn't say it specifically, she smiled gently, hugged her daughter's little body, and kissed her in her arms, "Of course Mommy believes that you can take care of yourself in the future, but as long as Mommy lives, she will definitely be by your side, protect you, and guard you until you really grow up, and you don't need Mommy anymore." ”

When Jiang Qian said this, she couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness in her heart, because she remembered her daughter who was left in another world by her.

If the time of the two worlds can be parallel, her Zhiling should be seventeen years old this year, I don't know if she is doing well now, although the old man will love her very much, but in the end, she is too old to take care of everything, if a girl has an adolescent heart, who can guide and educate.

Other children have been accompanied and loved by their parents since they were children, but her Lingling has nothing.

It was she who selfishly abandoned her children.

Jiang Qian slightly tightened the arm holding Lu Zhiling, rested her chin on the top of her daughter's soft hair, and closed her eyes gently, not wanting the child to see her eyes that were already full of tears.

She can only pour all the love of this life, the guilt and self-blame for Zhiling, all into this child.

Jiang Qian's sad mood did not dissipate until late at night.

Lu Qingshi finished his work in the study, and when he came back, it was almost eleven o'clock, and he took a bath with her as usual tonight, and just put her in the quilt, the little girl's soft body was wrapped around him like a water snake.

A few days ago, he took care of her and contracted the wind cold, he was reluctant to touch her, she took the initiative like this, and he instantly felt a little emotionally hot.

"Thought?"

He pressed his forehead against hers, bowed his head and kissed her lips, his bony hands resting on her thin waist.