Chapter 12: Do You Still Depend on Her?
How did Mu Xiaoxiao feel that the sun was coming out in the west, and her mother said such sensational words, didn't she usually treat her as a tomboy a long time ago? Do you still want to rely on her for such an adult?
"Mom, no need, I still have a lot of clothes." Mu Xiaoxiao instinctively waved his hand and refused.
She also knows that in this family now, the grandparents are old, and the parents don't earn a lot of money.
As the old man said yesterday, if she really only has half a month, then she must get along with her family well, even if she is really sick and dies, she has no complaints.
I also remember that the second uncle next door told her that the family originally opened a small factory at the beginning, and the income was acceptable, but since she was born, the factory has closed down, and the life of the family has begun to slowly decline.
Originally, I just listened to these at that time, but now that I think about it, I blame myself for being an unlucky person, otherwise, she was born not long ago, and the small factory at home arrived.
All of a sudden, my mind was full of it, this was all caused by her, and finally I hope that because of her departure, the family can have a good life.
They are all sensational people, and Mu Xiaoxiao forgot that she was also that kind of person before thinking that Mu's mother was this person.
"Those clothes of yours are old, let's go." Mu's mother stepped forward and took Mu Xiaoxiao's little hands, and the two of them went to the street like mother and daughter.
While shopping, Mu's mother bought several clothes from Mu Xiaoxiao, and when she wore them on Mu Xiaoxiao's body, Mu's mother found out that there was a girl in my family who had just grown up.
Mu Xiaoxiao was smiling, forgetting what the white-bearded old man said, happy and happy, it was so cool to go shopping for the first time.
I took my illness out of it.
On the way back, Mu Xiaoxiao said sincerely, "Mom, thank you for buying me so many clothes." "I don't know if I'll be able to wear it by then.
"Xiaoxiao," Mu's mother shouted, I don't know why she heard this sentence, but it confirmed her idea just now, Xiaoxiao has finally grown up and doesn't need to worry about it.
"Let's go home, I don't know if my brother knows that we bought such a big watermelon and came back, how will he come to greet us?" Mu Xiaoxiao suppressed her tears, Ying Ying smiled, and changed the topic.
Hearing about her son Xiao Ming, Mu's mother's face immediately brightened.
"Let's hurry home."
The two of them arrived home quickly, and Mu Xiaoxiao shouted loudly, and the image of growing up in Mu's mother's heart instantly collapsed.
"Xiao Ming, hurry up, hurry up, what do you see we bought and come back?"
The voice is loud and loud, and it also has the function of penetrating through the wall, talking about the sound, not the body.
Mu Xiaoming, who was doing his homework in the house, put down his pen and ran out in a few quick steps.
"Sister, what did you buy?" The joy on his face was very obvious.
"Watermelon, watermelon, look so big." Treating this little brother, Mu Xiaoxiao, the elder sister, is very distressed, cherished, cherished, this younger brother.
"Oh, oh, oh. Great, there was watermelon to eat. Xiao Ming is a child, and when he saw the big watermelon in his mother's hand, he was naturally overjoyed and jumped up.