If she could, she would like to go back to the time when she was ten years old. At that time, her father did not marry another woman and the father and daughter were dependent on each other but very happy.
It's a pity that time cannot be turned back, and the people and things lost can never be returned!
Two lines of clear water rolled down his cheeks, quickly staining the pillow.
There was movement at the door and a gentle knock on the door. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, not wanting to pay attention to anyone.
Just leave her alone.
The door was pushed open and footsteps sounded, click, click, click.
Zheng Yuan heard the sound of her son's footsteps, quickly wiped away her tears and sat up.
The little guy climbed onto the bed and took the initiative to open his arms, "Mommy, hug the baby."
Without saying a word, Zheng Yuan hugged the child tightly into her arms. The soft little body gave her great comfort.
The little guy lay obediently in her arms, rubbed his little face, and softly called mommy.
The words "Mommy" made her feel so soft that she couldn't help but lower her head and kiss her son's little face.
“What did the baby do at home?”
The little guy pouted his little mouth slightly and said in a sweet voice, "I am planting flowers with my grandma today. In a short time, I will see a large number of rose flowers. They are so beautiful."
Mrs. Ouyang stayed behind closed doors, not wanting to be criticized. At such a critical moment, Ouyang Yun didn't want her to go out either, lest something unexpected happen.
But she couldn't stay idle, so she had to toss in the garden, planting flowers and plants in different patterns every day.
Zheng Yuan felt much better when she heard her son's voice, "You're so good."
The little guy furrowed his pretty little brows and said, "Mommy, play puzzles with me. I have a picture that I can't put together. It's so annoying."
Zheng Yuan suddenly felt distressed, "Where, come, mommy will help you."
The mother and son went to the baby's playroom, and the little boy took out a puzzle, half of it was put together, and half was left.
Zheng Yuan lay on the ground and patiently played with her child. After playing for a long time, she still couldn't get to the point. She frowned and poured out all her thoughts, but instead put all her worries behind her.
It's strange, no matter how I spell it, it doesn't go right. What's wrong?
Logically speaking, this would not happen.
After studying for a long time, she finally came to the conclusion. "Baby, it seems that a piece is missing."
The little guy was starry-eyed and marveled, "Hey, it's true, Mommy is so amazing, so great."
Zheng Yuan felt the slightest warmth from her son's compliments.
After finishing the puzzle, she coaxed the little guy to take a nap. After waking up, she felt much better and not so depressed.
After covering her sleeping son with a quilt, she turned over and sat up. When she was putting on her shoes, her foot slipped absentmindedly and the shoes flew out. When she bent down, she inadvertently glanced at something under the bed.
She took it out and looked at it, and was stunned for a while. It turned out to be the missing puzzle piece.
She looked at her son who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and her mood was indescribably complicated.
She is a mother, but it is inappropriate for her to have a child to worry about.
In the next few days, my son became very clingy. No matter where he went, he never left his side, like a little follower.
Zheng Yuan was very patient and took her son with her wherever she went, which made Mrs. Ouyang a little jealous.
The little guy tugged at Zheng Yuan's clothes and said mysteriously, "Mommy, go somewhere with the baby."
Zheng Yuan was slightly surprised, "Where are you going?"
"Keep it secret for now." The little guy ran to the dressing room and pulled out a red silk skirt. "Mommy, change into this dress."