The child started crying again, turned around and ran back to his room.
Xiaomai chased after her, and the child threw herself on the bed, wiping her tears, nose and nose on the quilt. Qiao Xiaomai hugged her, but she twisted around. After a while, maybe feeling the warmth that Xiaomai was used to, she stopped sobbing and raised her little face: "
Sister Mai, I think you don’t love me as much as before..."
Xiaomai laughed: "Silly boy, I have always loved you."
Her little face was full of grievances: "No. In the past, you would do whatever I asked you to do. But now you love Uncle Chocolate even more. You and Uncle Chocolate didn't even come to help me when you went to the movies... You don't know
, how scared I was that night...I really hope you can help me..."
Qiao Xiaomai couldn't answer. She couldn't say that she arrived at Yizhai but didn't go in - really, it wasn't because of Yi Xiangxi, but because of the child. She was worried that the child would be scared, so she would rather miss the date with Xiaodong.
However, she couldn't explain it to her child. She just suppressed the pain in her heart and said softly: "Xiaobai, remember, no matter when, Sister Mai will always love you."
"No, I want you to love me more than Uncle Chocolate..." The child hugged her neck coquettishly, "Sister Mai, okay?"
"Okay, okay..." She agreed repeatedly, "In Sister Mai's heart, you will always come first, right?"
The child finally burst into tears and smiled, kissing her face tenderly: "Sister Mai, you are so kind."
She pressed her child's little face, feeling extremely sad. Only then did she realize the pain of a remarried woman - really, marriage is definitely not your business alone. You also have to take care of your children, and your words and deeds are based on the eyes of your children. Her ex-husband
Or it may be okay if the ex-wife is dead. If one party is still alive and the other party reorganizes the family, the resistance will be self-evident. It’s no wonder that few remarried couples are truly happy, and most of them just make do.
She made the child happy, and then went to heat up the food for the child. Because she felt that she had hurt the child's heart, she was not afraid of the trouble and made an extra snack for the child. She served the child to eat. It was almost ten o'clock.
After bathing the child, I was wiping her hair. The child's big eyes rolled and she asked coquettishly: "Sister Mai, can you do something for me?"
"What's up?"
"You should agree first."
"You kid, you should tell me what happened."
"Sister Mai, can you make brown sugar ginger soup for Dad tomorrow? Dad has a bad appetite these days and hasn't eaten much. Why don't you make some snacks for him?"
Here it comes again! This child is just pestering her. She said slowly, "Can't Grandma Zhang make a lot of snacks? There are also chefs, their skills are much better than mine..."
"No! What they make is not as delicious as what you make. Dad also likes to eat the snacks you make. Dad said..."
"When did Dad say that?"
"Uh... what dad said before, it's true, sister Mai, dad likes to eat the snacks you make the most. Sister Mai, let's go to dad's place to stay for a few days, just a few days. We'll come back when dad is well, okay?
good?"
Qiao Xiaomai looked at the child's earnest little face and couldn't bear to refuse. However, this was a matter of principle. How would it be inappropriate for him to rush to Yi Xiangxi's home just because of a few words from the child?
When the child saw that she didn't agree for a long time, his little mouth started to pout.