President, steal a baby from you!

Chapter 089, after the porridge cooked by the baby came out of the villa area where Lei Yao lived, Fu Lanyan took a taxi straight to the hospital where Qiangqiang was.

The car Lin Xia gave her was still parked in the parking lot in front of the hospital, she had to pick it up, and she had to tell her parents about taking care of Qiangqiang.

In her current situation, she was hurting herself, so she didn't have the energy to take care of others.

On the way, she thought about it. If Qiangqiang's parents agree, she will be very grateful. If they don't agree, she will ask someone for a few days off, and take care of the knee injury for a day or two before coming back to take care of Qiangqiang. powerful.

What happened yesterday afternoon was so sudden that she didn't even remember that she had a car now, even if the car belonged to Lin Xia.

So much so that when she went to Lei Yao's house to look for him, she took a taxi in a panic.

However, she was unable to drive in that condition at the time.

After arriving at the hospital, Fu Lanyan sat in the lobby for a while.

It was too early, and the registration department didn't even open the door.

You can't abuse yourself just because you broke up with a man, that's not her style, and it's not that you can't live without a man.

At the very least, the dry wounds on the arms and knees should be treated, or the son will be worried when he gets home.

However, Fu Lanyan understood a truth again.

You really can't believe what a man says.

As the saying goes, if you eat a pit, you will gain wisdom. Fu Lanyan laughed at herself, how could she not have a long memory.

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After registering and treating the wound, Fu Lanyan limped upstairs and went to Qiangqiang's ward.

Only after I went there did I find out that Jingchen had already greeted Qiangqiang's father and told her not to serve Qiangqiang anymore.

After taking the bag, saying goodbye to Qiangqiang and their nanny, Fu Lanyan went straight to the parking lot to pick up the car and go home.

She accepts Jingchen's little favor, but don't think that she will be grateful.

That's what he owes her!

From Lei Yao's house to the hospital, and then from the hospital to the parking lot, Fu Lanyan felt that she was still sane.

Even with bandages on her knees and plaster on her wrists, her body was still shivering after catching a cold, and the temperature on her forehead was so hot that she even felt hot.

But, it was very clear in my mind.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Fu Lanyan turned the steering wheel and drove the car out of the open-air parking lot in front of the hospital.

In her ears, the son's instruction like a little adult who poked her eyebrows yesterday, echoed,

——"Mom, never drive fast again in the future. Even if there is an emergency, you can speed up a little bit. But, you can't drive too fast. Zhelin is just a mother, and I don't want her to have an accident."

Her Zhe Lin was really sharp, and she immediately guessed that after receiving a call from his tutor yesterday, she rushed all the way to the kindergarten through red lights.

Shaking her head and smiling, Fu Lanyan thought, in this world, only her little Zhelin loves her the most and understands her the most.

I don't know if it was because of the wind that blew all night last night. Not long after the car left the hospital, Fu Lanyan found that her head was getting hotter and hotter, she felt drowsy and painful, and even had a slight cough.

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the road ahead was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear. She pursed the corners of her pale lips and freed one hand to pinch the flesh on her thigh.

He pinched his fingers in a circle until the pain made his consciousness less confused, and then he let go in a cold sweat.

"Fu Lanyan, you can't fall down. You still have a son, and Zhelin is still waiting for you. You can't make fun of your life for someone who is not worth it. You promised Zhelin that nothing will happen, and you will get home safely. To cheer up..."

Along the way, Fu Lanyan relied on these words to support her muddled consciousness.

She kept telling herself that she was not looking for death for anyone in her current state, but she was exhausted because she caught a cold and hadn't eaten since last night.

Not weak, absolutely not!

Lei Yao, he doesn't even give him the minimum trust, it's not worth feeling sad for him.

He is a liar, he just told her not to let go of his hand last night, but as soon as he turned around, because of an unwarranted misunderstanding, he left without looking back, refused to answer her phone, and waited for him all night without coming back. Not even a chance to explain!

Such a person does not deserve her heart, not worthy!

Breaking up is the wisest choice.

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The car was successfully driven into the underground parking lot where the rented apartment was located. Fu Lanyan, whose face was flushed red, just now lay on the steering wheel and gasped for a few weak breaths.

After resting for a while, he took his bag and walked leisurely towards the elevator.

The floor I simply rented was low, the third floor, and I arrived right away.

He stumbled to the door of the house and found the key from the bag, but his hands were shaking terribly, and the key just wouldn't fit into the hole.

Tried several times but failed, Fu Lanyan really had no strength, so she had to lean her head against the door with her arms around her shoulders, panting weakly, ready to take a rest before opening the door and going in.

My head hurts so much, my throat is dry like it's about to burst, I've been wanting to cough...

"Cough...cough..."

Zhe Lin, who had just returned home, was kneeling on the carpet in front of the tea table, eating cookies bought by his godmother, while drawing with colored pens.

There will be a talent competition in kindergarten next week, and he wants to draw a family portrait so that he can participate in the competition then.

It doesn't matter whether you win an award or not, my mother said, just do your best.

Although the family of three including his mother, him and Uncle Lei has not yet been formed successfully, Uncle Lei said that he will treat his mother well, and he also likes him quite a lot.

It doesn't matter if the three of them don't appear on the same occasion at the same time, it's conceivable.

The little guy leaned lazily on the glass coffee table with his upper body, pressed the paper with his left hand, and painted the picture with color with his right hand, while chewing the cookies he had just fed.

At the moment, he is drawing his mother's hair, and his mother's hair is very black and shiny, so he used a black color pen.

I was painting vigorously, but it sounded like someone was coughing at the door.

Biting the colored pen holder, Zhe Lin straightened up and listened towards the door with his ears pricked up.

Just now, he was too focused on the painting and didn't pay attention to it. He vaguely heard a rustling sound coming from outside the door. It felt like the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole.

However, he wasn't too sure.

Hearing the coughing sound at this moment, he became concerned.

Is it mom, but mom has the key.

No matter, go and have a look.

Putting down the colored pens, Zhelin stood up with the coffee table, and walked towards the back of the door.

Fu Lanyan, who had rested for a while, was still extremely weak, but she managed to regain some sanity.

The hand holding the key was raised tremblingly, ready to continue to open the door, but the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

As the door was slowly opened, when he looked up, he saw that it was really his mother standing outside the door. Zhelin jumped up excitedly and hugged Fu Lanyan's leg, "Mom, it's really you!"

Fu Lanyan was about to fall to the ground right now, but when she saw her son's face, she still bit her lip hard and persisted with a smile.

Slowly squatting down, touching her son's little face, she stretched out her hand and hugged her little baby into her arms.

Resting her chin on her son's small shoulder, Fu Lanyan pursed her lips, closed her eyes in pain, and let the sour liquid surge inside, but tried her best not to let them come out of her eyes.

Son, is her best medicine.

Just hug it like this, and it's good.

This has always been the case. Before entering the door, she will sort out her emotions.

Her son is a happy little angel, and she hopes that he will be happy forever and not be disturbed by her emotions.

Pressing her son's small body to her chest with both hands, Fu Lanyan smiled and encouraged herself in her heart.

It's just that she knows that she really can't last long with this physical strength...

Zhelin, if mom passes out suddenly, don't worry, and don't worry.

Mom is fine, mom just caught a cold.

Baby, mother has you, and you are enough.

You are my heaven and my land, Zhelin...

I just feel that my mother is so strange today. I just saw her complexion a little bit wrong. Before I had time to ask, she was pulled into her arms vigorously.

The handsome little eyebrows were raised slightly, and Zhelin's eyes twinkled in confusion.

Could it be that Mom had a fight with Uncle Lei?

Also, what difficulties did you encounter at work?

I really want to ask my mother, but I don't know how to say it.

After hesitating for a while, Zhe Lin raised his arms slowly with doubts in his stomach, and wrapped his arms around Fu Lanyan's shoulders.

The little hands gently rubbed and rubbed on his mother's back. Although he didn't know what happened to his mother, he felt that something bad must have happened to his mother.

Squinting his eyes, he comforted his mother with a smile, "Be good, mom, everything will pass, don't be unhappy, your mood is your own..."

The fingertips inadvertently brushed the back of the mother's neck, and suddenly found that it was very hot, and Jellington felt something was wrong.

Hurrying to press her mother's shoulders, the little body broke free from her arms immediately.

Seeing that his mother had passed out with his eyes closed, he was so frightened that tears flowed down his face.

"Mom...Mom...don't scare Zhelin, you...what's wrong with you...Mom..."

He held his mother's face in a pair of small hands, and the temperature under his palms was terribly hot. While crying, Zhelin freed his hand to touch his mother's forehead, only to find out that his mother had a fever.

After crying for a while, Zhelin tried his best to calm himself down.

Wiping away his tears, he went forward to hug Fu Lanyan's waist.

Holding the clothes on her mother's back tightly with her little hands, Zhe Lin held Fu Lanyan up and hugged her.

My mother said that he is a man and should not cry when things happen.

Mom is sick now, he needs to calm down.

He is the only boy in the family, so he has to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of his mother!

Although my mother is very thin, her weight and height are still a bit overloaded for me who is only four and a half years old. Zhe Lin is so tired that he can still only hug a little bit.

Looking at the unconscious mother lying on his shoulder, Zhelin held back tears and stroked her back, "Mom, hold on, Zhelin will carry you in right away."

After taking a breath, Zhe Lin mustered up his strength to continue.

It wasn't until the little face turned red that he finally picked up his mother from the ground, and he breathed out out of breath.

Slowly helping her mother to lean against the door frame to stand firm, Zhe Lin turned her back, took Fu Lanyan's hands and sent her on her back.

However, he still overestimated his abilities.

As soon as his mother's body pressed over, he lost his balance and fell down with her.

Half of his body fell inside the door, his teeth hit the ground, the pain made Zhelin burst into tears, and the weight of his mother on his body was like a mountain, making him unable to move.

However, when thinking of his mother, who loved him so much, was suffering from a high fever, Zhelin didn't care much, gritted his teeth, took his mother's hands, and tried harder to get up.

While crawling, the little man apologized apologetically to the mother behind him, "I'm sorry, mother, I didn't hurt you... Don't worry, Zhelin will definitely carry you to the bed, bear with me." .”

After finally standing up with his mother on his back, Zhelin's little heart beat even more violently than after running 100 meters.

With his back on his back, he carried his mother to the room step by step. Zhe Lin's small face was flushed red, and the sweat on his forehead kept dripping down like beans.

After walking a few steps, the little man was out of breath, and during the break, Zhe Lin scolded himself secretly in his heart.

Fu Zhelin, you useless idiot, you can't even carry your mother on your back, you eat so much every day, where did you eat!

Crying, crying, resting, it took a long time before Zhelin dragged and hugged the unconscious Fu Lanyan onto the bed.

Helping his mother cover the quilt, Zhe Lin didn't care about wiping sweat and tears, and quickly found the antipyretic medicine that his mother usually gave him when he had a fever from the medicine box in the living room.

After reading the instructions above, he was sure that adults and children could eat it, so he took the dose, poured water, and returned to the room.

But after pinching my mother's mouth and feeding it for a long time, my mother just couldn't swallow it.

Zhelin burst into tears in anxiety, begging and begging, "Mom, you take medicine, how can you get better if you don't take medicine! Mom... Mom, Zhelin begs you, swallow the pills, okay?" ?”

After begging for a while, it was still useless. When he touched his mother's forehead, it was hotter than a hand warmer.

It suddenly occurred to me that if the adults in the TV series cannot feed the medicine, they will chew the pills themselves, drink another sip of water, blow and blow hard into the patient's mouth, and then feed them.

So, Zhelin lay down beside the bed, holding Fu Lanyan's neck with one hand, and took a few pills with the other hand and chewed them in his mouth. The little hand pinched his mother's chin and opened her mouth. He lowered his head and sent a mouthful of powdered medicine and water into mother's mouth bit by bit.

Zhelin smiled with tears in his eyes until he saw his mother's throat move a few times to make sure that she had drunk the medicine.

"Mom is awesome!" Kissed her rewardingly, Zhe Lin helped Fu Lanyan tuck the quilt up, and went to find a way to help her cool down.

In the past, when he had a fever, his mother would wrap ice cubes in a towel and keep applying it to his forehead until his fever subsided, and he did the same.

Finding ice cubes from the refrigerator, Zhelin wrapped them in a wet towel and returned to the room without stopping.

Gulu Gulu climbed onto the bed and lay down beside Fu Lanyan. Zhe Lin held up an ice towel with both hands and kept pushing her forehead.

The ice cubes melted, and I changed them again until my mother's forehead was not so hot, and a smile with a sense of accomplishment appeared on his tired and sweaty little face.

Standing by the bed with his chin propped up, seeing his mother's complexion improved, Zhelin was relieved a lot.

Closing the door, Zhelin decided to call Uncle Lei.

Ask if he had an argument with his mother.

If it is, hehe, he must scold him severely.

If possible, I want to kill him and beat him up.

Damn guy, yesterday he promised him repeatedly that he wouldn't make his mother sad, so what's going on today!

If it's best not to concern him, then he should tell him to come here quickly. Now there's nothing to hide from his mother. Mother's illness is a big deal. At this time, what mother hopes most is that he and Uncle Lei will accompany him. by her side.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Xiao Zhelin held the mobile phone and dialed the 8 key over and over again, but it kept reminding him that the number he dialed was turned off.

Damn Uncle Lei, turned off the phone!

In a fit of anger, he threw the phone on the coffee table, and Zhe Lin clenched his fists angrily, gnashing his teeth for a while, "Uncle Lei, if you really made my mother like this, do you think I will let you go easily! Dare Bully Fu Zhelin's mother, be careful I will fight you hard!"

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When Lin Xia called, Zhe Lin was standing on a bench in front of the counter in the kitchen, stirring the egg porridge in the rice cooker with a spoon.

He can't do complicated things, and his mother said that he is not allowed to turn on the gas.

Mom will definitely be hungry when she wakes up, so let's wrong her first, who told him to only do this.

"Zhelin, has your mother come back? If not, the godmother will come and pick you up after the interview."

Glancing in the direction of his mother's room, Zhe Lin, who was holding his mobile phone, wanted to tell his godmother that his mother was sick and everyone was in a coma, but when he heard the radio waves, the voice seemed to be very noisy, and someone kept calling his godmother The name of the godmother must be very busy, and my mother also said that if you can solve it yourself, it is best not to trouble others.

After thinking about it, Zhe Lin still didn't say anything, "Well, my mother is back and is making dinner for me. Godmother, you don't have to come pick me up. I hear you seem to be very busy. You should go to work soon. Come and play some other day when you have time."

"Well, okay. Since your mother is back, I won't go there. I'm a little busy today, so I'll hang up. Say hello to your mother for me."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xia, who was very busy on the phone, hung up the line.

Putting the phone back, Zhelin looked in the direction of the balcony with the back of his hands on his hands.

It's getting dark. When my mother came back, it was around nine o'clock in the morning, but now it's past six o'clock in the evening.

Time flies so fast, mom must be hungry.

Thinking that when his mother wakes up and eats the egg porridge he made, she will definitely give him a thumbs up in satisfaction, Zhe Lin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Although the whole day today was like a war, and he was so tired that he ached everywhere, but he felt a sense of accomplishment.

He suddenly felt that he had grown up a lot and was able to take care of his sick mother.

Fu Zhelin, you need to grow up quickly, so that you can reduce the burden on your mother.

Smiling, Zhelin was ready to return to the kitchen to continue stirring the egg porridge.

My mother said that the porridge should be stirred every once in a while, otherwise the porridge will be mushy.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the door of the kitchen, he smelled a smell of paste.

"Ah, the porridge must be mushy, what to do, what to do!" Little eyebrows raised, Zhe Lin covered his mouth and ran towards the kitchen counter in a panic.

Stepping on the bench and taking a closer look, the pot of egg porridge that was still in good shape turned black in the blink of an eye, and Zhe Lin stomped his feet in anger.

I quickly unplugged the power and stirred it with a spoon, only to find that the pan was sticking to the bottom, and there was very little of it that was barely edible.

If mom wakes up, what will she eat?

Facing a pot of mush egg porridge, Zhelin fell down on the cooking table in frustration and began to cry.

He felt that he was so useless, it was fine if he couldn't carry his mother on his back, and he was so stupid that he boiled the porridge.

No wonder those uncles turned around and left as soon as they heard that their mother was taking him.

He's a fool at all, he doesn't know anything but pulls his mother back.

"Well... what should I do, what will mom eat when she wakes up..."

In the bedroom, Fu Lanyan, who had been in a coma for a day, slowly opened her eyes.

The room that caught her eyes was dark, telling her that it should be night.

Rubbing her slightly swollen temples, she struggled to sit up.

Stretching out his arm feebly, he fumbled in the dark to turn on the desk lamp.

Looking around, I realized that I was at home.

Rubbing between her brows, her mind was still a little dazed, Fu Lanyan recalled it carefully, and vaguely remembered that she seemed to pass out as soon as she entered the door.

By the way, Zhelin, Zhelin was at home at the time.

It's so late, where is the Zhelin man, has he eaten yet?

She has been sleeping all day, the child must be starving.

Hurrying to get out of bed, Fu Lanyan didn't care about the pain in her knee, leaning on the wall, she stumbled and opened the door to go out to find her son.

"Zhelin, where are you, Zhelin?" Fu Lanyan leaned against the wall and came to the living room, panting weakly, her red and swollen eyes anxiously looking for her son in the room.

Seeing that the light was on in the kitchen, she reckoned that her son must be inside, so she moved her dry lips happily.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his son lying on the counter with a bench, shaking his body from crying, looking very sad, and uttered indistinct words, "Well... what should I do..."

Seeing her son crying like that, Fu Lanyan limped forward and hugged her son from behind, regardless of her weakness.

All she knew was that her son's crying would break her heart.

After struggling to lift her son off the bench, Fu Lanyan gritted her teeth and hugged him to sit on the dining chair behind her.

Turning her son's crying face, Fu Lanyan pulled his little arms and legs to check, "What's the matter, baby? Tell mom, are you hungry or hurt somewhere? "

Seeing his mother woke up, Zhelin was overjoyed and stopped crying.

While wiping his tears, Zhe Lin reached out to touch his mother's forehead, with a worried expression on his face, "Mom, are you awake? Let me see if your head is still hot."

He touched his mother's forehead, and compared it with his own, to make sure that his mother's fever had really subsided, so Zhelin covered his little lips excitedly, crying and laughing, "Great, mom's The fever is gone. I was scared to death, mom is fine!"

Tears flowed down her cheeks the moment her son stretched out her little hand. Seeing his son's overjoyed expression and hearing his words, Fu Lanyan was even more moved and speechless.

Hugging her little baby into her arms, she bit her lip, then leaned on her son's shoulder and cried softly, "Zhelin..."

Mother burst into tears, and Zhelin was startled.

A pair of small eyes still with teardrops flashed, Zhelin hugged his mother's back tightly, and frowned like an adult while rubbing, "Be good, don't cry, mom, tell Zhelin what happened, Zhelin Help you back up!"

The son's thoughtful comfort was like a gust of warm wind pouring into his body. Fu Lanyan, who was lying on his shoulder, bit his lip, and shook his head in pain and relief, "No...it's okay..."

Gently stroking her mother's back with her little hands, she felt that her mother was so thin, and all she felt were bones, Zhe Lin frowned in distress.

Tilting his little head and leaning against his mother's arms, he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only sigh angrily.

Silly mother, it's all like this, and she lied to me that it's okay.

He was fine yesterday, but why did he have a fever when he came back today, and he even had injuries on his knees and wrists, so it's no wonder he was fine.

Mom, although Zhelin is young, he doesn't know much about comforting people, but Zhelin is not that stupid, so Zhelin can comfort you if you say it.

But thinking about it from another angle, Zhe Lin felt that his mother's refusal to speak must be because he didn't want to worry him, so he curled his lips indifferently.

Don't talk if you don't talk, anyway, he doesn't make trouble in the world of adults, as long as mother thinks it's better to do so.

The mother and son were suddenly silent, and the air was so quiet that only faint breathing could be heard.

Fu Lanyan quietly leaned on her son's shoulder, silently licking the wound.

Although her son's shoulders are small, she can rely on them, which is great.

Baby, mommy's okay, really okay, don't worry.

Forgive mom for not being able to tell you about some things. It is a matter between adults. It is not good to tell you that you are still so young.

Don't worry, my mother is not that fragile. When I wake up tomorrow, my mother will still be the same Fu Lanyan who depends on each other for life with the baby but lives a satisfying and fulfilling life.

With you, mom doesn't feel alone.

After tidying up her mood, Fu Lanyan straightened up, held up her son's teary little face, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with her thumbs, and asked him with a smile, "Are you hungry? Mom will cook right away. Is there anything left today?" Let’s go shopping for vegetables, let’s just eat some noodles and settle down, and tomorrow mom will go to the vegetable market to buy our Zhelin’s favorite sauced elbow, okay?”

She didn't say that the food was good, but Zhelin couldn't help but blame himself again when he mentioned this.

Turning around, pointing at the rice cooker, the little guy looked annoyed, "I'm sorry, Mom. I originally wanted to cook egg porridge for you. But, but... I answered the phone, and the porridge became mushy ..."

It means that as soon as I came in, I smelled a sticky smell. It turned out that my son was cooking porridge.

Looking in the direction he pointed, Fu Lanyan discovered that the open rice cooker was still steaming.

It turned out that the son was crying because the porridge was mushy.

This child, tell her what to say.

Lowering her head and pressing her forehead lightly against her son's, Fu Lanyan smiled into the small eyes opposite her with tears streaming down her cheeks, "Silly baby, if it's mushy, it's just mushy. There's no need to cry. Besides, you can eat it when it's mushy. Mom will eat it up in a while."

After laughing, Fu Lanyan burst into tears again, "Zhelin, mother's Zhelin can cook porridge, mother is so happy..."

Cry not because you are weak or because you are hurt again.

Rather, her little baby is really...

Reaching out to help his mother wipe away tears, Zhe Lin stuck out his tongue playfully, "Mom, I promise you, I won't overcook it next time. I'm sorry, I'm so stupid, why didn't I inherit my mother's talent. "

That one sentence is not talented, so funny that Fu Lanyan immediately burst into tears and laughed.

Reaching out her hand to gently press his head into her chest, Fu Lanyan smiled and shook her head, "No, we Zhelin are not stupid at all, but you are still too young. When you grow up, I believe that Zhelin's cooking will definitely be delicious. It’s even more delicious than mom’s cooking, and then mom will take a backseat.”

"Mom, you really know how to comfort people." Little face rubbed into her arms, and Zhelin also laughed, "Don't worry, mom, when I grow up, I will definitely learn from you. When the time comes , Mom is watching TV in the living room, and Zhelin will call you after cooking."

"Okay, mom is waiting for this day..." Fu Lanyan smiled and nodded, letting tears of happiness fill her eyes.

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In the living room, Fu Lanyan and her son were nestled on the sofa, enjoying delicious food while watching a movie.

I didn't buy any vegetables today, so I wanted to cook noodles for him, but after thinking about it, it was a bit troublesome, and she didn't want to move.

When she saw the advertisement of Pizza Hut on TV, she suddenly wanted to eat pizza. When she asked her son, he also said that he really wanted to eat it. She immediately dialed Pizza Hut's delivery number.

After ordering three 400 yuan items in one go, Fu Lanyan decided to have a hearty meal with her son.

Money is something that you don't bring with you when you die. Happiness is the most important thing.

The delivery arrived soon, making the little guy faint with joy.

After finishing eating a piece of pizza, Zhe Lin took a sip of Coke, turned around and saw that his mother was still holding the rice cooker liner and eating the pot of porridge that was cooked by him spoon by spoon, he was so angry !

"Mom, why are you still eating this! It was said on TV that you can easily get cancer if you eat mush. Don't eat it. Here, you can eat pizza, but you can also eat chicken wings!"

Stamping his little feet, he snatched the inner pot of the rice cooker, Zhelin stuffed a piece of pizza into Fu Lanyan's hand, and angrily carried the pot into the kitchen.

"This child!" Dumbfounded at the little figure that had fled into the kitchen, Fu Lanyan shook her head speechlessly.

However, the warmth in my heart was out of control.

Silly baby, that's the porridge you cooked for your mother yourself. If it's mushy, what are you afraid of? No matter how unpalatable it is, it's your intention. Even a mother with cancer is happy.

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