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"Mom, I'm going to rest, you should go take a shower soon, and go to bed earlier?"
Zhao Hong rubbed her thoroughly dry hair, took the hair dryer from her mother and put it on the table, then hugged her around her waist, and smiled coquettishly.
"Well, that's fine. Go, go to bed early."
Mother Zhao looked at her daughter's coquettish smile, pinched her earlobes, and let her go. If Qin Wafan saw this scene, he would know why Zhao Hong loved to pull his ears when he disciplined him. It's just that Zhao's mother pinched her daughter's ears lightly and without strength at all. When Zhao Hong pinched his ears when disciplined him, she pulled and pulled with very uneven strength, although there would still be a lightly rubbing without strength in the end. , but in the end, it was developed into a different model.
In fact, Zhao¡¯s mother loves her daughter very much. Firstly, her wife left early, so she loves her daughter dearly. Secondly, she wants to be strong. Although ten years ago, there were always matchmakers, she refused them one by one. She insisted on bringing Zhao Hong to live alone. , Zhao Hong is also sensible, and learned to help her mother share the burden early on. She always let her mother let go of her own affairs, and also helped her mother with some housework. It's inevitable that I feel a little sad, and I can't help but think that if her father was here, the mother and wife would not have such a hard life.
Every time she sighed, felt that God was unfair, and felt that she was sorry for her daughter, her daughter would always comfort her and say that she would be happier if she didn¡¯t work hard, so that she could become more capable than other classmates, and she felt even more distressed when she heard it.
Now, her daughter still has something to hide from her. She wanted to have a good chat with her daughter, but it was too late, and her daughter's rest at this time was more important. Besides, she still wanted to wait for her daughter to tell herself. If my daughter doesn't say anything, I'm probably worried about her blaming her. This silly girl, even if she blames such a big thing, it's her mother, and her daughter should tell her immediately. Now that the two of them are playing charades like this, she still can't help it. I'm so sad, I really can't help my daughter, or is it that I have been too strict with my daughter on weekdays, making my daughter afraid in this regard?
This night, Mother Zhao heard her daughter's slight snoring, pushed open the door and went in to help her cover her with a corner quilt to cover her navel before going back to her room to lie down.
It's been several nights, and she hasn't slept well, and it's hard to sleep tonight, but it's hard after all, and thinking of what Qin Wafan said at night about meeting his family tomorrow and setting a wedding date with the two children, a hanging heart It can be regarded as falling down a bit, and after tossing and turning a few times, he also fell asleep in a daze.
Early the next morning, Mother Zhao got up and served the eight-treasure porridge with yam and red dates stewed in the evening, and Zhao Hong could eat it as soon as she finished washing. Zhao Hong was still a little surprised at how her mother did it with such precise timing. When she took the porridge into the mouth, the temperature in the porridge was just right, neither cold nor hot. She even suspected that her mother tasted the porridge before she ate it. Whether the temperature is suitable, but I want to ask but hold back.
"What's wrong? Not enough flavor?"
?Mother Zhao, who had just come out of the wash, saw her daughter in a daze with the porridge, and asked in surprise. She specially asked her daughter to drink it as soon as she finished washing, and don't wait for her, because she was afraid it would be too cold.
"No, Mom, I just think it's okay to eat together after you wash up? You have to let others eat first."
Zhao Hong recovered and asked with a smile.
"Eat it first, and it won't be good if you eat it when it's cold. I can do it very quickly, it only takes a few minutes."
Mother Zhao said while spooning porridge.
"Yeah, when did you get so serious about a matter of just a few minutes?"
Facing her daughter's words, Mother Zhao was at a loss for words. Although they are mother and daughter, she still has requirements for her daughter when it comes to eating etiquette. That is, whenever the two of them are together, they must wait to eat together. At first, it was a request, but later it became a tacit habit. Now she insists on breaking this perennial habit because of a few minutes. The daughter is not surprised. Well, but it happened for a reason, so it doesn't matter. In short, at home, it is only natural for a daughter to obey her mother.
Just as she was thinking, Zhao Hong suddenly put down the porridge bowl in her hand, got up and hurried to the toilet.
"What's wrong?"
Mother Zhao asked, wanting to get up and follow, but she still sat still after thinking about it, just pricked up her ears to listen to the faint sound of her daughter's suppressed vomiting and flushing coming from the toilet.
After a while, Zhao Hong pushed open the toilet door and came out with a pale face. Mother Zhao's eyes followed her daughter until she sat down, picked up the porridge bowl again, and reluctantly put a spoonful of porridge into her mouth.
"Is it flavorful enough? If not, you can add some seasoning."
Mother Zhao asked again.
"Need not."
Zhao Hong shook her head, her complexion recovered a bit.
"Honghong, do you have a cold? Or is your body not feeling well?"
Zhao's mother finally couldn't hold back anymore, but she asked logically.
"Well, I feel a little uncomfortable, maybe I have a cold."
Zhao Hong concealed it.
"Oh, I have to go to the hospital if I feel uncomfortable, but I can't delay it."
Mother Zhao was really worried.
"Oh, got it."
Zhao Hong prevaricated.
"Mom will take you to the hospital first, and then go to Xiaoqin's house in time."
Mother Zhao asked for her daughter's opinion, but her tone was unquestionable.
"Need not."
Zhao Hong flatly refused.
"Honghong, mom is from here. If you have anything, just tell mom. Mom also told you last night. No matter when or what happens to you, as long as you tell mom, mom won't blame you. She'll tell you immediately. Help you, do you understand what Mom said?"
Mother Zhao finally made up her mind to have a showdown with her daughter. She thought it over, she could respect her daughter if she didn't say anything, but if her daughter's body was delayed because of this, the gain would not be worth the loss. She had to figure out whether her guess was true, and if it was, there was no delay.
"Mom, I understand what you said, I get it."
Zhao Hong held a bowl of porridge, still perfunctory.
"If you understand, why don't you hurry up and tell mom the truth? Do you want mom to tell the truth first? When you are a mother, you can't see your eyes and your ears can't hear you. Once mom gave birth to you, you will understand everything. Is it possible that there are still things that mom can't understand? La?"
When Zhao's mother spoke in this way gently and firmly, Zhao Hong finally raised her head from the porridge bowl and looked at her mother steadily.
At that moment, she finally knew, mother, she knew it a long time ago, her eyes turned red, she called mother, put down the porridge bowl, walked two steps over, sat beside her mother, wrapped her arms around her waist and began to cry.
"Mom, since you know everything, why do you ask so many questions?"
This woman really deserves to be the daughter I brought up. She is flexible in her mind. After a while, she knows how to find her own mother, but she really has her. Mother Zhao patted her daughter on the shoulder, saying no, let alone Nor is it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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