After staying at Shao's house for a few more days, Miao Jian returned to Miao's house. Miao's mother came to pick her up. She had no reason to refuse. She also wanted to go back.
Perhaps because of what happened before, Miao's mother had a very good attitude toward her, and so did Miao's father. Miao's father, who had never cared much about such things, not only came forward, but also greeted Miao Jian and treated her well, overtly and covertly.
Miao Jian couldn't describe the feeling. This kind of deliberate kindness reminded her of the same feeling she had when she first returned to Miao's house.
At that time, she had just returned to Miao's house. Miao's mother hugged her and was so excited when they met her. She hugged Miao's mother back. She smelled so good, with a faint scent of perfume, mixed with her unique body fragrance.
The embrace was warm and surrounded her tightly.
Is this what a mother feels like? Is her biological mother like this? The mother she has missed for more than ten years is holding her like this now.
Miao Jian suddenly burst into tears. She could easily say the word "Mom" in front of others, but in front of Miao's mother Lin Xiaoyue, she could only sob continuously and couldn't speak. Thinking back to all these years
Everything, all the sadness came to her heart, and she burst into tears. She hugged Mother Miao and cried out.
Mother and daughter, who had not seen each other for many years, finally recognized each other and hugged each other tightly. Uncle Chen, the housekeeper of the Miao family who was standing aside, also wiped away tears.
"Okay, today is a good day for you to go home, we should be happy!" Mother Miao patted Miao Jian on the back and said softly.
Miao Jian rubbed her eyes, wiped away her tears, and left Miao's mother's arms. People around her laughed and rushed to say something.
"It's a good thing that the lady is back, you should be happy!"
"We have been waiting for Miss for a long time, so we should be happy."
"Yes, madam, don't be too sad. You should be happy that the young lady is back." Uncle Chen, the butler, said from the side.
Miao Jian entered the Miao family with the support of a group of people. At this moment, Miao Jian truly felt the feeling of home. Although the Shao family was still home, they were not her biological parents after all. Even with Shao Xing
Han protects her, but she sees every word and deed of Shao's father and Shao's mother, and only she knows the feeling.
Miao Jian's tears almost rolled out again. She sniffed to hold back the tears.
Miao's mother was very attentive and arranged two rooms for Miao Jian, one upstairs and one downstairs. It was up to Miao Jian to choose where she wanted to live. If she was still not satisfied and wanted to move out, so would Miao's mother.
No objection.
Miao Jian naturally chose to live with Miao's mother and the others. It didn't matter even if Miao Yanru was there, she could take the opportunity to find out the details of the other party and make further plans better.
As for whether to choose upstairs or downstairs, she still had to debate.
"Mom, where do you live?" Miao Jian said the word "Mom" for the first time, feeling a little uneasy inside.
Miao's mother led the way and walked in front. She turned back and said with gentle eyes, "Your father and I have been living downstairs, and Yan Ru lives upstairs. Where do you want to live?"
Miao Yanru lives upstairs? Then she also wants to live upstairs. The former enemies now live under the same roof. Miao Jian feels a little excited for no reason.
"It's nice upstairs. My sister and I will live upstairs together." Miao Jian smiled softly.
This home is really warm, with warm lighting. The layout of the home is different from that of the Shao family. Although there are upstairs and downstairs, the Miao family has an extra balcony and a lawn. Go to the end of the corridor leading up to the stairs.
You can see the lawn outside from the window, and the scenery is indeed better than that of Shao's house.
Miao Jian entered her room. It was still decorated in warm tones. There were wallpapers on the walls in different colors. They were all light colors. They didn't look messy, but made people feel comfortable. There were some...
It's light pink, the whole tone looks a little pink, and it's very girly.
Miao Jian was okay with this room. She couldn't say she liked it or disliked it.
Miao Jian went home today, and Miao's mother cooked by herself. The servants who usually cook were all idle, so Miao's mother and Miao Jian were the only ones in the kitchen.
Miao's mother was wearing an apron and cooking happily. She hadn't cooked for a long time, so her skills were a bit rusty, but her skills were still there.
Miao Jian was doing chores for her at the side, and the mother and daughter chatted without a word.
When Miao's mother talked about the past, she stopped what she was doing and suddenly looked at the ceiling of the kitchen with emotion: "Back then, I worked hard to stay in the Miao family."
Miao Jian didn't say anything as she listened, chopping vegetables aside in a muffled voice.
"Actually, I wanted to take you back many years ago. Although Yanru was raised by me, she is not my biological child after all, so there is inevitably a gap." Miao's mother got busy again and said while she was busy. At this time, she
She doesn't look like a rich wife from a wealthy family at all. Now she is just a wife and mother from an ordinary family.
"I know Mom has her own difficulties." Miao Jian responded. She looked at Miao's mother, who was concentrating on cooking.
After a while, Miao's mother said again, "I mentioned you to your father a few years ago, but at that time he didn't know everything about it, so it was hard for me to take you back."
Miao Jian kept listening with her ears pricked up. She had heard a bit about her life experience, but she didn't know exactly what it was. She wanted to ask, but held back.
Mother Miao let out a long sigh, "Oh, it's hard for a wealthy family..."
"Mom, have you been unhappy these past few years?" Miao Jian asked doubtfully.
"It's not that I'm unhappy. Alas, you'll know later."
"Mom, I still want to know what happened back then..." Miao Jian asked cautiously. She stared closely at the expression on Miao's mother's face. If there was a slight change, she nervously said, "It's okay, I'm just
Just ask, if there is any inconvenience you don’t have to say anything!”
Seeing Miao Jian being so nervous, Miao's mother put down the things in her hands, approached Miao Jian with a smile, and took Miao Jian's hand with one hand. Miao Jian gradually put down the kitchen knife she was cutting in her hand. At this moment, all her focus was on Miao's mother.
every move.
"Don't be afraid. There's nothing you can't say. You should know your own life experience. But I hope that if you know everything, you won't blame your mother." Miao's mother slowed down her voice and gently brushed her hand.
She held Miao Jian's wrist, hoping that she would let go of her guard. When she said the last sentence, her eyes became more solemn.