Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

They set off after the Spring Festival.

Looking at the closed door and the word "Fu" on the door, Xiaoguo's eyes were a little wet, she couldn't bear it.

Zhuangzhuang was also reluctant. Looking at his father and mother, as well as his younger brothers, he felt more at ease.

"Let's go, it's not like we're not coming back."

Jiang Shanhe kissed her forehead pitifully and said.

They will come back, this is their home, their roots are here, home

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