When Song Shengsheng came out of the kitchen, she was like a little mouse caught by a cat and was ravaged, drooping her eyebrows and eyes, and was dejected.
My red and swollen mouth seemed to have an ambiguous atmosphere.
Fortunately, my son was reading textbooks and doing homework in front of the windowsill.
Fu Cheng closed the door in time just now, so Song Shengsheng didn’t have to worry about what his son saw.
The little backpack she had just sewn was still on the sofa. Song Shengsheng picked it up again and waved to her son: “Xiaochi, come and see if you like this little flower.”
Fu Luochi put down the pen in his hand and walked to Shoujiu.
Although he doesn’t like Xiaohua, he doesn’t hate it when he sees the sunflower with her feet sewn with needle and thread on the back of his schoolbag.
Fu Luochi tried it on his back: “I like it, it looks good.”
The child was very supportive: “Mom, this long-legged sunflower is really unique, mom is so imaginative.”
Song Shengsheng: “…”
Ah, that was obviously the sunflower seeds she embroidered specifically.
She didn’t explain, “Just like it.”
Fu Luochi looked at his mother’s red face and a little swollen mouth. He was very worried: “Mom, what’s wrong with your mouth?”
When Fu Luochi said these words, he stood two steps away from his mother.
Although the teacher teaches to break old ideas and feudal superstitions every day, Fu Luochi still feels from the bottom of his heart that he is an unlucky child.
I don’t want to transport bad luck to my mother.
He was really afraid that his mother would get sick.
He was sick and had a fever, and he was never afraid after taking the injection.
Brave children are even more afraid of losing their mother.
Song Shengsheng subconsciously touched her mouth with her hand, which was a little numb. She said a little uncomfortable: “I was bitten by a mosquito.”
In fact, the heat has already passed.
There are no more mosquitoes.
Song Shengsheng could only deceive her son when she said this. The boy went to find the flower dew in the cabinet without saying a word and gave it to his mother.
“Mom, the flower dew can repel mosquitoes.”
Song Shengsheng was embarrassed. How could he deceive the child? It’s all about Fu Cheng’s fault.
But she still sprayed some flower dew.
The smell of honeysuckle dew is fragrant.
It is even more fragrant than the soap that Song Shengsheng usually uses.
Song Shengsheng looked at her caring and well-behaved son and felt more and more that this child must have inherited all the good qualities of her, so that she was so sensible and liked.
She squatted down and was about to putPeople hugged each other and kissed each other.
But the boy went against the norm and took two steps back, his ears red.
His black eyes clearly stated his desire for her, but it seemed that he didn’t want to have any physical contact with her.
Song Shengsheng felt strange, but she didn’t think much about it.
Just think that the child has his own ideas when he is old, he will no longer want to continue to get tired of his parents.