Su Xiaobao stopped talking. He glanced at Mu Tianqi secretly a few times, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes. But Yu Mo knew that Su Xiaobao's eyes seemed to be saying: Mu Tianqi had offended him.
"Why do you want to bully a child?" Yu Mo saw that her brother was unhappy. She had always been the most defensive. Looking at Mu Tianqi's handsome cheeks, she became angry. Why would such a big person bully a child?
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"Yu Mo..." The woman's voice came from the door. It was a little excited and pleasant to the ears. It was the mother's unique gentle voice.
"Mom..." Yu Mo quickly stood up and looked at her mother in front of her, only to realize that she had been gone for so long and her mother had a few white hairs on her head. At this moment, she didn't know what to say.
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Before, she had thought a lot about what to say to her mother when they met, but at this moment, she could only look at her mother in a daze.
Yu Mo saw Mother Su so excited that she had tears in her eyes, and her watery eyes kept spinning. She was relying on Mother Su. She wanted to speak, but when she opened her mouth, she found that something seemed to be stuck inside.
Same, speechless.
She hugged Su's mother, and no words she could say at this moment were worth her mother's hug.
She gently leaned her head on her mother's shoulder, and the familiar fragrance of her mother surrounded Yu Mo in an instant. It was a long-lost smell, and Yu Mo couldn't help it, she cried.
At this time, she really wanted to cry. She really wanted to cry. She was crying in her mother's arms like a child who hadn't grown up yet.
She finally met her mother and brother, whom she thought about day and night. She actually had many things to say to them. She really wanted to tell them that I miss you so much. I miss you so much.
But apart from crying, she realized that she really didn't seem to be able to speak at this time.
"Baby, what's wrong? Are you having a hard time abroad? You, too, don't call your mother often after being away for so long. Your mother is worried about you." Mother Su's warm hands patted the rain gently.
Mo's back is the warmest hand in the world.
The more Yu Mo heard Mu's mother say this, the sadder she felt. She was not abroad at all. It wasn't that she didn't want to call her. It was because too many things happened during that time.
Everyone is a child in the eyes of their parents. No matter how old they grow, how tall they grow, or how far they fly, in the eyes of their parents they are still the same naughty child.