But the strange thing is that there is still a sense of enthusiasm rising.

Directly to the corner of the boy's eyes.

The boy felt that the corners of his eyes suddenly felt a little hot.

…

The boy took a deep breath silently.

He lowered his head even more.

I blinked my eyes hard several times.

…

"Dong~"

There were ripples in the fish soup.

The boy's heart skipped a beat.

He picked up the soup bowl.

He used the soup bowl to hide the fact that he was crying.

…

"Xuanxuan, drink slowly."

The woman was a little worried.

"Although I have processed fish bones, it does not mean that there are no bones in the soup."

"Be careful not to get stuck."

…

"Um."

boy nods

The soup bowl was not put down.

…

The woman shook her head helplessly.

"You like eating so much, then I can cook it for you tomorrow?"

…

Do it for him tomorrow?

The corners of the boy's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Um."

…

"real?"

The woman was surprised, "Won't you get tired of eating it for two consecutive days?"

…

"Won't."

The boy shook his head.

He will never get tired of the crucian carp and tofu soup made by his mother.

…

"You."

The woman said with a smile.

"That's what you said."

"Then I will also make crucian carp and tofu soup tomorrow."

"Save me the trouble of worrying about what to do..."

…

Such a back and forth conversation...

When was the last time he had a relationship with his mother?

The boy doesn't remember.

He just felt so happy.

Extremely happy.

He slowly put down the bowl.

His tears have stopped.

…

That night remained in the boy's memory.

Every time he thought about it, the corners of his eyes felt hot and his nose felt sore.

But it's also very warm and happy.

.......

That night passed and his life was back on track.

His mother is still the mother he remembers.

Home to him is the warmest harbor.

...

Even though school still made him feel depressed, when he thought about his mother at home, he felt it was nothing.

and......

He was not ostracized by all his peers.

...

One Saturday, early in the morning, he came to the park near his home.

In the past few days, because he was so happy that his original mother was back, he temporarily forgot about the special girl with gray hair he met in the park.

Even if he remembered, he wouldn't have time to come.

He is now used to doing homework in the living room.

Then as soon as I heard the door open, I ran to the entrance to greet my mother.

My mother was a little helpless about this, but she didn't say anything to him.

He always helps his mother put the bag back into the bedroom.

He originally wanted to help his mother get groceries.

It's just that his mother thinks the vegetable bag smells smelly, and he will have to wash his hands when the time comes, which is very troublesome, so he won't be allowed to touch the vegetable bag.

Of course he listens to his mother.

But he just wants to do something for his mother...

Finally, he "targeted" his mother's bag.

Mom did not reject him this time.

Every time I cooperated and let him take the bag.

…

The first time he took his mother's bag back to the bedroom, he couldn't stop smiling.

He carefully put away his mother's bag.

He quickly ran to the kitchen again.

His mother would "drive" him away and ask him to do his homework or review his lessons.

He could only reluctantly leave.

He knew that his mother would be very happy if he got good grades.

He didn't do well in the exam last time, so his mother signed for him and didn't say anything to him.

He has always been worried about this.

next time……

Next time he must get very good results to show his mother.
To be continued...