more than admiration

At night, the two turned off the lights and lay on the bed chatting. Of course, Xie Yu could only lie on his stomach.Cheng Qingmu looked at the pitch-black ceiling and asked Xie Yu: "Little Mushroom, your stepmother usually treats you badly, right?"

Xie Yu was stunned and said: "You can't say that, after all, I'm not relative, shouldn't she be towards her child?"

Cheng Qingmu turned sideways to Xie Yu and said, "It's not about kissing. Once you enter a family, you are a family. Even if you can't kiss, you can't abuse them!"

After hearing this, Xie Yu said that it was absolutely false that she was not moved. Since she was a child, no one had ever asked or cared about her feelings. It seemed that it was natural for her to have a stepmother, and it was also natural for her stepmother not to kiss her. At most, it was an eyesore. Scold a few words.But that slap really hurt, it hurt to the bottom of her heart, she had no one to tell her grievances, no one to comfort her pain.

Now, there was a person who was not related to her, and saw the wound in her heart that hadn't healed yet.

Xie Yu's tears fell uncontrollably, Cheng Qingmu hurriedly took the tissue and handed it to Xie Yu, wondering why he made him cry.

Cheng Qingmu hugged Xie Yu and patted her on the back like comforting a child, crying or crying, it must have been held back for a long time.

After such a fuss, Xie Yu cried and fell asleep, but Cheng Qingmu suffered from insomnia. Why is this child so distressing?

The next day, Cheng Qinghai, who went home regularly every Sunday, saw his younger sister with dark circles and Xie Yu with two walnut eyes at the breakfast table.Cheng Qinghai chewed the fried dough sticks and lowered his head to take a sip of the porridge, thinking: What happened?

"Brother, morning."

"Brother Cheng, morning."

The two spoke in unison.

After breakfast, Cheng's father had something to deal with at the company, Cheng Qinghai washed the dishes and went on a date, Cheng Qingmu said that the class reunion was also out, and Xie Yu and Cheng's mother were left at home staring at each other.

"Xiao Yu, come on, we are also idle when we are idle. Auntie will teach you how to knit gloves." Mama Cheng sat on the sofa by the French window in the living room and carried a basket of wool. "Start weaving now, slowly weave until How many pairs can we weave in winter?"

Xie Yu only knows how to cook, she really doesn't know this kind of skills beyond the basics of survival, and she is very happy to learn from Aunt Cheng.

"Learn the stitches first, this one is simple, but there are a lot of things to pay attention to..." Mother Cheng said softly, while Xie Yu listened carefully.

Xie Yu likes this feeling, it’s like being with my mother, this is what it’s like to be with my mother, my mother will teach me things, smile at me gently, and hold my hand patiently over and over again Taught me.The years are stable, no amount of wind, rain, thunder and lightning outside have been forgotten, and all troubles are gone in one wave. How happy is this moment of time.

If I had a mother, I would be so happy.

Unknowingly, it was noon, only the two of them were at home, Xie Yu volunteered to cook, and after receiving praise from Cheng’s mother, her little tail went up to the sky, so she accidentally lay down on the sofa while digesting after the meal—watching TV fell asleep.

Mother Cheng carefully covered Xie Yu's waist with a thin blanket. Ah Qing said that Xiao Yu had a stepmother, and she was not good to Xiao Yu. It's kind of cute, what a pity.Suddenly Xie Yu pouted and muttered: "Mom."

Mother Cheng froze, then stroked Fu Xieyu's hair.