"Sister-in-law, let's not talk about anything else. My mother has suffered so much. Seeing my daughter grow up will definitely reduce her psychological shadow. Please take me over to see her. I am heartbroken.
Very impatient."
Long Zhuiyue pushed her and said.
"Zhui Yue, there is one more thing you should pay attention to. She may not be willing to see you, or you may become a source of stimulation for her."
Yang Zimei looked at Long Zhuiyue a little sadly, "I asked her before if she had a daughter, but she denied it and said she only had a child, Long Zhutian."
"This..."
Long Zhuiyue's face showed a shocked look, but he quickly recovered, "It's okay. If you don't want to admit it, you won't admit it. Anyway, I know she is my mother. I can have a
Mom, this is also a very happy thing."
This is so sad to say.
Yang Zimei patted the back of her hand sympathetically and took her to the room where Mother Dragon slept.
When Sadako saw them coming, she stood up and reported, "She slept peacefully. Nothing happened for the time being."
"Thanks a lot."
While Yang Zimei was talking to Sadako, Long Zhuiyue had already strode to the bed and looked at the person on the bed.
When she saw a woman lying on the bed who looked almost exactly like her, except for being older than her, her tears immediately fell down like dropped beads and wet her clothes.
"Mother……"
Long Zhuiyue called softly, but did not dare to make it too loud for fear of waking up the people on the bed.
"Why aren't you my mother? As soon as I saw you, I knew you were my mother. Otherwise, we wouldn't look so similar. When you see me, you will definitely recognize that I am your daughter. From now on
I have a mother, wuwu, I have a mother..."
Long Zhuiyue murmured, reaching out and gently stroking the quilt covering Mother Long.
Yang Zimei walked over and touched her head.
Like a child who had been wronged, Long Zhuiyue lay in her arms, wiping all his tears and snot on Yang Zimei's clothes, "Sister-in-law, she must be my mother. That is absolutely correct. I
I’m no longer an orphan. I have a mother, a brother, and a sister-in-law. Woohoo, I’m so happy..."
Listening to her words, Yang Zimei couldn't help but shed tears.
No one knows the sadness and pain of being an orphan better than she does.
In her previous life, every lonely and cold day and night, she was so eager to not be an orphan, but to have her parents, grandparents, and grandparents.
However, every time there is only longing, but the loved ones are already in another world.
Although Long Zhuiyue has been favored by her master since she was a child, and she is not as poor and homeless as she is, none of this can replace the love of family.
Whether they are poor children or rich children, their desire for maternal love is the same.
Long Zhuiyue cried softly in her arms for a while, wiped the tears and nose with Yang Zimei's clothes, and then began to look at the person on the bed dreamily.
Yang Zimei looked at the tears and runny nose on her lap, feeling a little dumbfounded.
It was really dirty, so she had to go out to her room and change into clean clothes.
After changing her clothes, she returned to Mother Long's room. She unexpectedly found that Long Zhuiyue had taken off her shoes and lay on the bed. She and Mother Long were huddled together in the same quilt. She put her arms around Mother Long's neck and rested her head on Mother Long's shoulder.