Looking at the White hair near mother ning's ear, she realized that her mother had aged a lot in the years and troubles.
"Mother!"
In the end, she couldn't control herself. She turned around and hugged mother ning, tears flowing out of her eyes.
Mother ning patted her on the back, unable to stop her tears.
The nature of a mother and her daughter meant that no matter how much hatred or enmity there was, their love and heartache for each other would always prevail.
After the two of them had calmed down, ning Qing wiped mother ning's face clean, and her gloomy mood was much better.
Mother ning looked at the food she had bought on the table. She was rarely so happy. when I came, I bought your favorite food. Come, I'll make it for you today.
Ning Qing stopped her. mother, there's no need for such a troublesome Zhenzhen.
"It's no trouble at all. You're cooking for my daughter. What's the trouble?"
She took the vegetables and went into the kitchen.
