"That's not acceptable either. If meals are to be made, it should be Mom who makes them for you," Shen Cuizhi said with a smile.
The child only came home once every few years; she couldn't bear to let Gu Chen do the cooking.
Gu Chen looked at his mother's wrinkled face, his heart aching, "Then let's do it together. I'll just keep you company and chat. That should be okay, right?"
Having said that, he hugged his mother and walked toward the kitchen.
Ji Pianran, holding Tang Tang in her arms, played with rabbits in the courtyard, watching the backs of Gu Chen and Shen Cuilan.
She couldn't help but break into an understanding smile.
The little girl looked at her mother, curiosity written all over her face, "Mommy, are you very happy?"
Ji Pianran's eyebrows twitched, "Yes, Mommy is very happy."
Tang Tang followed her mother's gaze, "Is it Daddy? Does Daddy make you very happy?"
Ji Pianran gazed tenderly at Tang Tang and slowly uttered three words.
"It's kinship."
