"Sweetheart, Mommy has a gift for you too." She kissed him fiercely, and Xiaocong smiled happily, hugging her and kissing her back.
The thing mother and son loved to do the most was kiss each other's cheeks, as if that was the only way to express their love for one another.
The dinner that day was made by Lin Xinlan, each dish infused with her painstaking effort and love.
Xiaocong and Grandma Lin enjoyed their meal immensely, and Lin Xinlan did too; almost all the food on the full table was polished off by them.
When it was time to sleep at night, Lin Xinlan said to Grandma Lin, "Mom, let's all sleep together tonight."
Ever since she had grown up, she hadn't slept with her mother.
Grandma Lin was inclined to agree but said with concern, "I'm worried it might be too cramped, and you and Xiaocong won't sleep well. You have a long bus ride tomorrow; you should rest well tonight."
