After leaving Leng Xiao's house, Ye Qingwan got into the car with Zi Xi.
Zixi held Ye Qingwan's hand and said,"
"Mom, I finally understand what it means to be a pitiful parent."
"Why did you suddenly say that?"
Ye Qingwan squeezed his little hand and asked.
"I saw Auntie Yuxin just now. She was so pitiful. Her hand was scalded and she couldn't even rest. She had to take care of the child herself. She has her own husband, so why can't she ask you to help her? But Mom, you didn't have a husband or friends in the past. Aren't you even more pitiful than Auntie Yu Xin?"
Zixi was a more emotional child.
When Ye Qingwan was abroad, it was inconvenient to bring him along because she had to go out.
That morning, when she went out, Zixi was still sleeping. She prepared lunch and wrote a note for Zixi, telling him not to go out, not to open the door for anyone, and to heat up his own food if he was hungry.
Zixi looked at the message and cried all day.
