Xiao Huizi and He Xiaoer

Xu Zhihui's thoughts were interrupted by the kind driver. She just remembered that she was carrying a barbecue in her hands, which would get cold if she didn't go home.

She hailed a taxi and went back, bought five cans of beer at a convenience store near the community, carried the things into the house with both hands, and said, "I'm back." Feng Tutu and Ran Xiaoque rushed over and pounced into her cup like two birds.

Ran Xiaoque sniffed, exclaimed, "It smells so good." Xu Zhihui smiled and said, "You are such a cute little foodie." Together with the two sisters, they put the food on plates and placed them on the dining table.

Xu Shan smelled the food and came over, smiling, "Barbecue, I haven't had it for a long time." He opened a can of beer and took a sip, breathing a sigh of relief. Xu Zhihui said, "Eat it while it's hot." The two sisters shouted happily, "You're welcome."

Xu Zhihui glanced at the living room and asked, "Where are Mom and Minghui?" Xu Shan said, "They are in Minghui's room, chatting about something." Xu Zhihui was surprised. Usually, when she came back, her mother would come out to greet her immediately, so she said, "I'll go call them."

When I walked to Minghui's room, I saw her mother and Minghui sitting on the bed chatting. Jiang Minghui usually likes to tie her hair up in a bun. She had just finished a shower, and her black and shiny hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Her mother wiped her hair with a towel.

Xu Zhihui stood by the door and looked for a while before knocking and going in, calling out, "Mom, Minghui." Zhang Qiuxia raised her head and smiled at her, "Huihui, you're back. Look, Minghui's hair is so beautiful, just like yours." Xu Zhihui smiled and walked over, sitting by the bed and said softly, "Yes."

Jiang Minghui said embarrassedly, "Auntie, I'll wipe it myself." Zhang Qiuxia said, "Minghui, it's okay." While wiping, her eyes were always on her left shoulder.

Minghui was wearing a slightly loose pajamas, which vaguely revealed her shoulders under her snowy skin. Xu Zhihui followed her mother's gaze and saw a small opening at Minghui's collar, and the thumb-sized plum blossom below her collarbone was faintly visible, like a plum blossom standing proudly in the snow, red and gorgeous. Mom had been paying attention to this, no wonder she was so fascinated.

Xu Zhihui's breathing tightened, and she thought to herself, "Minghui's plum blossom mark was repaired by her mother. It was a red birthmark when she was a child. Could it be that her mother... recognized it? But... the pattern has changed, but the position will not change. If she recognized it, would her mother continue to question her? Would Minghui be shocked?"

Her thoughts were like a thousand strands of smoke, floating restlessly in the air, with nowhere to land. She only heard her mother say with a smile: "I also had such beautiful long hair when I was young." Xu Zhihui turned her head and looked at her mother's hair. Although it was shorter, the hair quality was still very good.

Minghui said hurriedly, "Auntie is not old, and your hair is also very good." Xu Zhihui nodded and said, "Yes, Mom's hair has always been very good." She put one hand on her mother's shoulder and leaned her head over. Zhang Qiuxia silently moved her eyes away from Minghui's shoulder, gently stroked Xu Zhihui's head, and smiled and said, "You two can chat."

Mom didn't say anything. Xu Zhihui watched her go out. Her nervous mood suddenly relaxed. She was secretly happy: "I'm overthinking. Mom just thinks the plum blossoms are beautiful." Minghui turned around and asked: "What's the matter?" Xu Zhihui smiled and said: "Nothing. I brought you a midnight snack. Come and try it." Minghui muttered: "I just took a shower." Xu Zhihui pulled her up and said with a giggle: "It's okay. If it gets dirty, wash it again."

Minghui put on a coat and went out with her. When they came out of the living room, they saw the whole family sitting at the table eating happily. They also heard Zhang Qiuxia's joyful laughter. Xu Zhihui smiled. Her mother waved and said, "Huihui, Minghui, if you don't come, we will eat up all the food." Ran Xiaoque nodded and said, "Yes, yes. Sister, come quickly."

Xu Zhihui also sat down to eat with everyone. Minghui had been living a life of luxury since she was a child, eating delicacies from land and sea, and had never eaten anything like barbecue. She actually thought it was good, and ate with great enthusiasm until her mouth was full of oil. Xu's father handed over a can of beer and said, "Minghui, you need beer to enjoy barbecue."

Minghui said, "Thank you, uncle." She took the drink and gulped it down, exhaling the alcohol with everyone else. After living in the Xu family for two weeks, this fairy who had fallen into the mortal world gradually became more worldly. Xu Zhihui was secretly delighted, thinking, "Minghui has already integrated into this family. It doesn't matter whether she is recognized or not. As long as she is here, she is a part of this family."

Late at night, Minghui was about to turn off the lights and go to bed. Zhang Qiuxia knocked on the door gently and asked, "Minghui, are you asleep?" Minghui opened the door and said, "Auntie, I'm getting ready to sleep." Zhang Qiuxia stood at the door and hesitated for a while, then asked, "Minghui, go to sleep. I want to lie down with you and chat for a while, is that okay?"

Minghui was surprised. Zhang Qiuxia said hurriedly, "Nothing, just... just chatting. I'm so happy today, and I want to chat when I'm happy. Huihui and I often do this. If... if it's not convenient for you, forget it." Minghui smiled and said, "It's convenient, Auntie, please come in."

The two of them lay on the bed, Minghui slept inside and Zhang Qiuxia slept outside, covered with the same quilt. Zhang Qiuxia was nervous and asked, "Minghui, you are not used to this, right?" Minghui shook her head and said, "No." Zhang Qiuxia immediately showed joy. Minghui said, "I also like lying in bed with my mother."

When Minghui was a child, her mother always slept with her. As she grew older, her mother would wait until she fell asleep, cover her with a blanket, turn off the light, and quietly leave. When she was twelve, her mother stopped sleeping with her, which made her very uncomfortable and she got angry.

At that time, her mother touched her head and said gently: "Minghui, your mother will accompany you when you are a child, but she can't always be with you. You will grow up and become independent, understand?" She listened carefully, then nodded and said: "Mom, I understand."

After hearing this, Zhang Qiuxia asked casually, "Minghui, where are your mother and father?" She had heard Xu Zhihui mention it once, that Minghui's parents had left, so she asked without thinking.

Minghui's expression darkened, and she began to miss her mother and father again. She wanted to know where they were, and murmured, "I don't know." After a moment of silence, Minghui felt a warm current embracing her, and this warmth seemed familiar. Zhang Qiuxia suddenly moved over and hugged her, saying, "Minghui, I want to hug you." Minghui nodded.

Zhang Qiuxia gently stroked her back, just like hugging Xu Zhihui, even more lovingly. Minghui had an illusion that her mother had returned. She couldn't tell who was who and couldn't help but bury her head in her arms.

Zhang Qiuxia suddenly asked, "Minghui, can you tell me about your mother? What kind of person is she? She must love you very much, right?" Minghui sighed and said, "My mother has always loved me very much. She gave me endless love, just like Auntie and Huihui. She would also tell me stories, teach me knowledge, and teach me skills. I grew up under her care, like a happy flower that grew up in a greenhouse."

Zhang Qiuxia sighed softly, as if relieved, and said, "Okay." She hugged Minghui tighter. Minghui felt her body tremble slightly and asked, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Qiuxia said, "Your mother is really a good mother. I'm very happy."

Minghui nodded again and said, "Auntie, you are also a good mother. Huihui is so happy." Zhang Qiuxia was speechless for a moment. Something was prickling her nerves.

Minghui slowly fell asleep. Zhang Qiuxia looked at Jiang Minghui in her arms, and reached out to gently push the clothes off her shoulders. She could see the plum blossom clearly, and gently stroked the mark for a few times. Ripples appeared in her heart, and she thought to herself: "It used to be a birthmark, and it turned into a plum blossom. Born on the same day of the same month of the same year... birthmark... the name is 'Hui'. It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong."

Her eyes became moist, and she whispered in Minghui's ear: "Minghui, I'm sorry. This will be your home from now on. You and Huihui are the same, you are both my daughters."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Qiuxia quietly got out of bed, tucked her into bed, kissed her on the forehead, turned off the lights, and quietly left.

In the middle of the night, Xu Zhihui suddenly woke up, sat up suddenly from the quilt, sweating all over, and muttered: "Oh no, oh no..." She was so shocked that she couldn't speak coherently.

She patted her forehead and said to herself, "How could I have overlooked such an important point? Mom...she...she knows that I don't have a birthmark! Mom has always known! She has always known..."