The little guy sighed and said deliberately: "I think if you have children, your children will definitely say that you are a nagging mother."
"...Really, I'm really verbose?" An Ruo asked with self-doubt.
Kangkang lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of porridge. He lowered his long eyelashes and whispered: "Aunt Ruo'an, I lied to you. In fact, your child will be very happy, because my mother is also like you and cares about me.
So I am very happy, and I believe your children will also be very happy."
An Ruo's eyes couldn't help but tremble, and the little guy continued to say in a low tone: "Aunt Ruo An, you really look like my mother. Are all mothers with children in the world the same?"
He raised his big eyes and looked at her, without concealing his longing for his mother.
An Ruo's heart felt as if someone had squeezed it hard. Before she could react, her hands reached out uncontrollably and hugged his small body.
"Do you miss your mother very much?" she asked him, stroking his head.
Kangkang snuggled into her arms obediently without any struggle, "Well, I miss her so much, but she never comes back. I cry, but she doesn't come back, I don't eat, and she doesn't come back, and I don't go to school, but she still doesn't come back.
Not coming back. Dad said mom will definitely come back, but when will she come back? When I grow up, but it will take a long, long time for me to grow up..."
"Aunt Ruo'an, are you also a mother? Will you abandon your child and ignore him?" the little guy asked her in tears.
In front of others, he is a smart and sensible child who never cries. But he is just a child, and he is also very fragile. He will cry helplessly when he misses his mother.
They all thought that he would not be too sad because he lost his mother. They were wrong. He was very sad. He just didn't want others to know that he was not strong.
An Ruo hugged him tightly, feeling extremely distressed.
Kangkang, I'm sorry, mom, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry...
Tears fell down, and Anruo used a lot of strength to restrain the urge to recognize him.
"Young master, I have also been a mother, and I know that what a mother loves most is her own child. Your mother will not abandon you and ignore you. You have to believe that she has always loved you and will always love you."
"Woooo... Then why doesn't she come back?" Kangkang asked aggrievedly.
An Ruo let him go a little, wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and smiled softly at him: "Maybe there are reasons and difficulties for her not to come back. Believe me, as long as there is a chance, she will definitely come back quickly.
Absolutely not a minute wasted."
"Really?"
An Ruo nodded heavily: "Really, Auntie won't lie to you."
Kangkang looked at her, leaned on her arms again, buried his little face in her chest, sniffed, and muttered: "Auntie, your smell is the same as your mother, can you hug me more, let me
Should I smell more?”
An Ruo hesitated for a moment, but still hugged his body tightly with her arms.
"Of course, as long as you don't dislike Auntie."
"I don't dislike you, auntie. I like you very much, you are just like my mother, very kind."
An Ruo curved her lips and showed a knowing smile. You are such a silly child. Instead of being like your mother, I am your mother.
Kangkang was full and tired of crying.
He felt sleepy while lying in her arms, and An Ruo patted his body gently to let him sleep peacefully.
