"Youyou actually despises that mommy is a dummy. Mommy is sad. Oh…"
He repeatedly begged for forgiveness. "Oh, dear. Gentler, gentler!"
She, however, did not let him off easily and even daunted him. "Quickly praise mommy; say that I'm smart!"
"Mommy is so smart!"
"Anything else?"
"Mommy is a pretty goddess!"
"Keep going; keep going!"
"Mommy is the sweetest in the entire world!" He praised her wittily.
Only after those words had left his mouth did she decide to let him off. She could not control her fingers from poking at his head. "Consider yourself smart!"
"Oh, dear, mommy. Hurry and eat; Youyou will go put away the laundry!" He rushed her at the same time he jumped out of her arms and stumped toward the balcony.
She lifted her chopsticks in satisfaction, deep emotions stirring within her. Having a filial son around, everything would be all right!
Come to think of it; she was a little ashamed of herself.
