"I'll eat well and grow up quickly. Then I can work together with mom."
Xiaocong's naive words deepened the couple's sorrow.
As the car was about to leave, Lin's mother, worried that Lin Xinlan might miss her time, hurriedly took the child and urged her to get on quickly.
"Go ahead, I'm here at home. Don't cry, lest you become a laughingstock."
Lin Xinlan wiped her tears and forced a smile: "Mom, take care of your health, take your medicine on time, and don't go out to sell vegetables anymore. Please take good care of yourself, okay?"
"I know, I know, now get on the bus."
Xiaocong's lips pursed, and he said reluctantly, "Mom, please get on the bus quickly. I'll wait for your next return... "
Knowing she could not delay any longer, Lin Xinlan steeled her heart and, gritting her teeth, said, "Then I'm leaving."
She turned around and briskly boarded the bus.
