“If you can’t stand it, don’t be forced to do it. There is too much work. If you don’t fit, look for it again.”
“Well, I know.” Mu Nuanxin said this. Even if she wants to change jobs again, she still needs to have the ability. She hides all her sufferings in her heart. It is what she always does to report good news or bad news. He took the rag from Zhang Qingjuan’s hand and said, “I’ll do it.”
“How come you work so hard, you can rest more when you come back.” Zhang Qingjuan ignored Mu Nuanxin’s filial piety and insisted on taking back the rag from Mu Nuanxin’s hand.
“Mom, I’m fine.”
“As you’re obedient, there’s still a little bit, it’s time to wipe it. Go and rest.” After that, Zhang Qingjuan went to do the rest of the housework.
Mu Nuanxin looked at the back, walked forward, then opened her hands and hugged Zhang Qingjuan’s increasingly aging body from behind.
什么也没说，就那么抱着。
“What’s wrong?” Zhang Qingjuan was stunned.
“It’s okay, I just want to hug you.”
“The more I live, I’m getting younger and younger.” “Well, it’s better to be a child forever.” In that case, my mother won’t grow old.
“Say stupid words.” Although Zhang Qingjuan said so, her tone was an unconcealable love.
Mu Nuanxin’s hands were tightened, with water vapor in her eyes. She closed her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth trembled.
I accompanied Zhang Qingjuan in the afternoon and had dinner with her at home. Shui Lingyu didn’t come to have dinner because of something.
She and Zhang Qingjuan were on the dining table.
My daughter hasn’t come back for so long and has lost weight. Zhang Qingjuan cooked almost a table of dishes, and the combination of meat and vegetables was all Mu Nuanxin loved to eat since she was a child.