Sure enough, it was Han Yin, but...by the way, where is Yan Yeyi! Looking at the empty half of the bed, I started to get confused again
"Your man is gone," Han Yin said, pulling off my quilt and dragging me out of bed.
"Okay, go and have a rest. I'm going to cook for you right now." With my bare feet, I shook off all the doubts and complications. I rushed to the kitchen to start cooking before I even brushed my teeth and washed my face.
But... eh! The smell of food is so nostalgic. As soon as I ran to the kitchen, a familiar but gradually unfamiliar aroma of side dishes attracted my keen sense of smell.
I opened the lid on the dining table, and the strong aroma of vegetables was still steaming. Sweet and sour pork ribs, pickled fish, seaweed and egg soup...
They are all my favorites. Looking at the appetizing farm dishes, regardless of the fact that I just got up, I picked up a piece of golden and orange ribs with my fingers and put it into my mouth.
"Get rid of the bad habits." Unexpectedly, Han Yin knocked them off with chopsticks. I swallowed my saliva and raised my head in aggrieved manner. Looking at Han Yin who looked like a mother in front of me, I couldn't move away.
I forgot how long it had been, Han Yin hadn’t cooked, let alone taught me a lesson, but I was suddenly touched that I would still be able to eat the food she cooked.
"Yes, dear Han Yin" I was moved, but I couldn't be weak in front of this person, and I took back my greedy words. I obeyed the order obediently.
"Wait a minute." As soon as he walked behind Han Yin, he was suddenly stopped by her.
I froze in place and slowly turned around to see what she was going to say.
I don’t know if it’s been a long time since I last saw her, or if it’s just the passage of time, but the graceful and upright woman in front of me is covered with fine wrinkles, and her beautiful face is gradually showing her age.
"Call Mom." Han Yin, who was slightly taller than me, took a few steps closer to me. She stroked my hair and looked at me with twinkling eyes.
She said...call her mom. She finally allowed me to call her mom! I touched my mouth to prevent myself from crying.
"Mom..." Such a simple title, but it is something I have never dared to expect.
Gritting my teeth, with a bit of fear, I tremblingly shouted out this word that was lost in my world.
"Well, go!" Han Yin obviously suppressed his emotions, turned his back, and sat at the dinner table.
"Mom, eat more" "Mom, eat this"
"Mom, are you tired?" I was like a clingy child, sitting at the dinner table, saying "Mom" here and there, happily walking around my mother.