She reached out to hug the child, and a smile couldn't help but curl up at the corners of her mouth.
It was wonderful, she was back by her child's side, and from now on, they would never have to be apart again.
That night, Lin Xinlan had a good sleep.
The long-tight nerves finally relaxed.
The next day, early in the morning.
When she woke up, Xiaocong was already awake.
He always went to bed early and got up early, maintaining a regular schedule.
Mother and son had a laugh and cuddled in bed before they got up to wash and brush up.
This was a new environment, not their old home.
Xiaocong was unfamiliar with everything here, so Lin Xinlan took care of him throughout the washing-up process, but he insisted on putting on his clothes by himself.
When she offered to dress him, he shook his head and insisted on doing it himself, and Lin Xinlan did not press the issue.
