At the door, two boys walked in, one big and one small next to each other. They were neatly dressed, fair and clean, and very cute.
The people who came were none other than Zhou Jinrou, her two children, Xiao Yu and Xiao Bei.
I saw a guest coming.
Father Zhao walked out of the room and politely came forward to say hello.
"I'm here, I'll be waiting for you." He said and looked at his son standing aside, "Zhao Qingyuan went to get a bowl to make rice, let's eat."
Zhao Qingyuan responded, "Okay, Dad."
"Brother, I'm really sorry for disturbing our mother and son."
Zhou Jinrou is devoted to her children. In addition to working to make money, she takes care of her two children. She doesn’t have any friends. Well, there were still some friends in the past, but later on, they gradually stopped contacting her. Maybe she didn’t want to be with their family.
What's the connection?
There is a saying that goes well, if you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you, but if you are rich in the mountain village, you have distant relatives. This is the truth.
Zhou Jinrou is really grateful to meet Sister Lin today. Sister Lin is a woman with a straightforward personality and a good heart. Today, not only did she rent a house with her, but she also helped her a lot.
Children, so it can be said that we hit it off immediately and have become friends.
She should have been the one to invite Sister Lin and her family to have a meal. Unexpectedly, she was invited to have dinner by Sister Lin instead.
Father Zhao is very friendly to the people his wife wants to meet.
"Don't bother me, these are two kids! They look so cute."
Zhou Jinrou smiled sheepishly and looked at her son.
"Son, please call me uncle."
Xiao Yu and Xiao Bei, who followed her in, called out obediently.
Xiao Yu: "Uncle Zhao."
Xiao Bei: "Hello, uncle."
Father Zhao laughed and said, "Haha, okay, you are really sensible. Sit down first and let's eat."
Maybe it was because they were in an unfamiliar place, but Zhou Jinrou’s two children were still very reserved.
The space at home is only so big, but after guests come, the space feels much smaller.
The Xiao Yu brothers are very good at reading faces. They could feel that Uncle Zhao's family was really good to them, so they relaxed after being nervous about this.
Feeling that someone was really looking at him, Xiao Yu couldn't help but raise his eyes and look over. Under the bright light, he saw the girl sitting on the sofa. She looked coldly, her sharp eyes falling on him.<
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In a daze, Xiao Yu thought of the scene when he was rescued that day. Just when he felt that he could not hold on, he heard her voice in his ears, and then rescued him from the fire.
It's my sister.
Does she still remember herself?
Suddenly, I felt a little nervous.
However, it was great to meet her.
Xiao Yu reached out and gently pulled her mother's sleeve. "Mom, it was that sister who saved me from the fire last time."
Zhou Jinrou was stunned and saw Zhao Qinglan. She also recognized her. She even talked to her at that time. Later, when she was in the hospital, the police also said that it was a little girl who saved her son. But she didn't expect that,
What a coincidence.
Hearing this, Mother Zhao was stunned and couldn't help being surprised. "Wow, what a coincidence. Lan Lan, the child you saved last time was your Aunt Zhou's son."
Seeing everyone staring at him, Zhao Qinglan nodded lightly.
"Yeah."
Xiao Yu glanced at her secretly and lowered her head.
She still remembers herself.
So happy.
The one who looked most confused at this time was Zhou Jinrou.
"Well, Sister Lin, it turns out that the one who saved my son is your daughter. What a coincidence."
"I was still thinking that when I found a place to stay, I would go find the person who saved my son and say thank you in person." Unexpectedly, I met the benefactor who saved her son, Lin.
My sister’s daughter.
"I, I don't know what to say for a moment, thank you, thank you."
"Sister Lin, you are the nobles and benefactors of my family. We, mother and son, are lucky to have met you. Thank you." Zhou Jinrou bent down to thank the two of them with sincerity and gratitude. Xiao Yu Xiao Bei also bent down and saluted.
They look very well-behaved. Whatever their mother does, they will follow suit.
"What is this?"
"It's such a small thing, why should it be so grand?"
Looking at Zhao Qinglan sitting on the sofa, Zhou Jinrou looked at her with excitement and gratitude. Thinking of her rescued son, Zhou Jinrou came to her with a cane and without saying a word, she also bent down and saluted her sincerely.<
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"Thank you, auntie, thank you for saving my son."
Seeing this, Zhao Qinglan stood up and raised his hand to signal.
"No need."
"Easy to do."
The implication is that there is no need to perform this great gift.
"No, for you, it may be just a little effort. But you saved our entire family, and you saved my son's life."
"The situation was critical that day, and the police also said that if it hadn't been for you that day, my son might have..." Tears fell down. "Anyway, I really thank you for saving my life."
"There is no way I can repay the kindness of saving my life, so let Auntie kowtow to you!"
Zhou Jinrou was serious. Seeing her putting down her crutches and about to kowtow, Zhao Qinglan reached out and pulled her back.
"It doesn't have to be this way."
Standing aside, Zhao’s father and mother also hurriedly stepped forward to help the person.
"What's going on?"
"Lan Lan was able to save your son, which means that our two families are destined to be friends, so don't be so open-minded."
"If you behave like this, you don't consider us friends anymore."
When Zhou Jinrou heard this, she immediately waved her hand, "No, Sister Lin..."
"We all understand how you feel."
"Okay, we have already felt your gratitude. Let's eat first and wait until the dishes are cold."
"Let's talk slowly after dinner..."
Xiao Yu glanced at Zhao Qinglan secretly, wanting to talk to her, but seeing her cold face, she didn't dare. Then, there were countless peeks, and peeks again.
The hesitant look made Zhao Qinglan subconsciously think of a person, her husband. In the memory, he seemed to look at her the same way.
Maybe, thinking of that person, Zhao Qinglan actually felt that the little boy sitting next to her was particularly pleasing to the eye.
When I rescued him that day, his face was dirty and it was night, so I didn't notice it. Now that I looked carefully, his features and eyes looked indescribably familiar.
But she was also sure that she didn't know him before. It can only be said that Xiao Yu is still young and has not yet grown up, so Zhao Qinglan can only feel that her features are familiar, but does not think about it in a deeper way. While eating.
Zhao Qinglan reached out and picked up the vegetables.
Then she saw the boy next to her looking at her again.