"..." Mu Wanqing was shocked by Mu Xiaoni's sudden question, and she couldn't recover for a long time, "Nini, how come mom doesn't want you?! Why do you think mom doesn't want you?!"
The emotions that Mu Xiaoni had been holding back for a long time finally burst out, and she burst into tears.
He said inarticulately: "Because in my mother's eyes, I can only see my younger brother. When she speaks, she is her younger brother, and when she closes her mouth, she is her younger brother. Mom only cares about her brother's feelings, and mother rarely cares about Xiaoni's feelings. Mom, you only love your brother.
, I no longer love Xiaoni..."
"..."
Mu Wanqing had always known that Mu Xiaoni was suspicious and sensitive, but she didn't expect that she already had so many thoughts at such a young age.
Only today did she realize how fragile her daughter was.
She listened quietly to her daughter venting her tears for a long time. When she seemed to be tired from crying and her voice gradually became quieter, Mu Wanqing hugged her and whispered in a low voice with the gesture of apologizing.
: "Xiao Ni, my mother did not take good care of your feelings. My mother admits her mistake to you. My brother was born in poor health. If he is not treated in time and misses his golden period, he will never be able to recover from his illness in his life. I hope you can understand, mother."
The fear and panic in my heart. Secondly, mom promises you that she will never ignore your feelings again. Please forgive mom, okay?! Mom didn’t mean it..."
Early the next morning, Mu Wanqing got up very early and was busy in the kitchen helping Mu Xiaoni prepare breakfast.
Then wake her up and help her wash her face and comb her hair.
When she went out holding Mu Xiaoni with her beautiful ponytail, she instinctively bent down and gathered the scarf around Mu Xiaoni's neck, and then put the thick hat on her head.
Last night, it was another night of heavy snow.
The snow at the courtyard gate was not swept away and was piled high and thick.
Mu Wanqing was worried about getting Mu Xiaoni's clothes wet, so she whispered: "Xiao Ni, come here, climb on mom's back, and mom will carry you over."
Mu Xiaoni was unwilling and insisted on leaving by herself.
Mu Wanqing frowned, and this time she didn't talk nonsense to Mu Xiaoni. She picked her up and started to walk out.
"Mom, mom, Xiaoni can walk by herself, mom..."
Mu Xiaoni, who was only nine years old, had already grown up to Mu Wanqing's armpits. She knew deeply that it was not as easy for Mu Wanqing to hold her now as it was three or four years ago.
But Mu Wanqing frowned and said, "The snow is so thick that it wets your pants and shoes. What do you do at school? Mom can just come back and change them later."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Wanqing hugged Mu Xiaoni and walked with difficulty to the door of the yard. Her legs were stuck in the snow and she failed to pull them out in time. Her center of gravity was unstable and she fell to the side in a hurry.
…
In the morning, Wen Xiaorou was in an extremely happy mood as she got into the car of Yang Mufan going to work at the company.
She hugged Yang Mu Sheng who was carrying a small schoolbag, and then whispered: "Sheng Sheng, daddy sent you to school today, are you happy? Don't be so straight-faced and ask you to go to school. Why are you acting like this?
Reluctant look?!"
After interrogating her son, Wen Xiaorou suddenly turned to Yang Mufan. After enduring it for a while, she cautiously said tentatively: "Mu Fan, I want to resign from my current company and go to work in your company. Is that okay?!"
