"Mother," Jiang Huiqin said softly, her eyes reddening.
Liu Xiuzhen appeared as if she hadn't heard at all, staring out the window blankly, her right hand gently stroking the urn as if patting a child who had just fallen asleep.
"Let's go, later we'll bring some sweet porridge back for mother," Li Mingyi said helplessly.
"Huiqin, after you move, you, Mingzhe, and Mingqing should all go to school together," Liu Xiuzhen suddenly spoke up.
Jiang Huiqin and Li Mingyi were both stunned at the same time.
