Mo Shao chases his wife

Chapter 29
Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to touch his fair face again, curling his lips a little depressed.

She is different. Since she was a child, she has always been told that she doesn't look like her mother, so that's all.However, her personality is very different from that of her mother. She runs around like a boy all day long, and she doesn't know who she looks like?
Dad?It doesn't seem like much.

The father in my memory is always taciturn, and he is not cold or warm to me. Every time she cries for her father to hug him, he always avoids himself indifferently. Sometimes, he seems to hate himself...

And since she found out that her father didn't seem to like her, she never took the initiative to "put herself in her arms" again, and soon after, her father disappeared from her life with her mother...

So, now only she and her mother are left to depend on each other, and she can't lose her mother anymore.

Mom, you're going to be fine...

……

When Aunt Li came out of the bathroom with the basin in hand, she found that An Xiaoyu had fallen asleep beside her mother, with her mouth slightly open, as if mumbling something.

When I listened closer, I found that the child was praying for his mother to get well soon.

"This child is really filial." Aunt Li took out a spare quilt from the cabinet and gently put it on An Xiaoyu's back, then turned around and twisted the hot towel in the basin again, and gently wiped Song Wan's face...

……

In the early morning of the next day, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the mist and cast on An Xiaoyu's face.

Feeling the call of the sun, the person lying on the bed moved, her eyelashes fluttered like a feather fan, her little head rubbed the bed sheet reluctantly, and after a while, she opened her nimble eyes.

"Hmm..." She stretched her waist and started her new day.

"Are you awake? Miss An" Aunt Li put the lunch box in her hand on the table and greeted An Xiaoyu with a smile.

"Well, morning, Aunt Li." An Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes before her drowsiness had completely dissipated, "You don't have to call me Miss An, just call me Xiaoyu."

"Hehe, good." Aunt Li smiled when she heard that.

Seeing how Aunt Li just came back from outside, An Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Aunt Li, where have you been?"

"I'm going to take this." Aunt Li pointed to the lunch box on the table and said, "This is the breakfast that Mo's family just delivered. Every day in the future, Mo's family will send people to deliver meals. With dietary care, you Mother's body will definitely get better faster."

"Ah? There's no need to be so serious, right?" Although An Xiaoyu felt sorry for her mother, she really couldn't bear such treatment.

"Besides, isn't my mother awake yet? You should eat this breakfast, so as not to waste it." An Xiaoyu looked back at her mother, and then at Aunt Li.

"How can this be done? This nutritious porridge is cooked by a special person from the Mo family. No matter what, it is Mr. Mo's kindness. Your mother hasn't woken up today, and you are here, so you can drink this porridge." He opened the lunch box, filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to An Xiaoyu.

"It's better for you to eat! I'll go out and buy some bread later." Anyway, she has been here for so many years, and she doesn't care whether the breakfast is rich or not.

"I've already eaten it. If you don't eat it, it will be a waste." Seeing that An Xiaoyu refused to eat it, Aunt Li had no choice but to push the child onto a chair and sit on it, "Eat it, Xiaoyu, don't let me down." All in all, it’s a good thing.”

Seeing that Aunt Li insisted on letting her drink, An Xiaoyu was too embarrassed to refuse.

(End of this chapter)