Chapter 992

The old alley is the same as before, without any change.

The iron gate at the door is rusty, and even the moss at the foot of the house looks like last night, crawling all over the stone steps.

Stepping on the moss, song Xiaoya slipped and fell back uncontrollably.

"Ah She turned pale with fright and screamed.

"Be careful!" Mu Junhao quickly put his arms around her waist and caught her steadily. His pretty face worried, "are you ok?"

"Nothing!"

Song Xiaoya patted her chest in fear, looked at the moss on the stone steps, and told her uneasily, "be careful, the road is very slippery."

As soon as the voice fell, a voice of surprise came from behind, "Xiaoya? Is that Xiaoya? "

Mother song rubbed her eyes and looked at the thin, noble woman in front of her.

At present, this person looks like her daughter, but not very much. She is noble and elegant. She looks like a young lady. Where can Xiaoya compare?

Hearing the sound, song Xiaoya turns around in a daze.

Four eyes opposite, two people are stunned.

The vegetable basket in Song's mother's hand fell to the ground, surprised and said: "Xiaoya! It's really you

"Mom?" Song Xiaoya looks at the woman with gray hair and slightly bent back in front of her, and her eyes turn red in an instant.

Song's mother is a lot older, and the whole person has changed. At first glance, even song Xiaoya, as a daughter, almost didn't recognize her.

Song's mother is the most beautiful person. Even when she is 40 or 50 years old, she never cooks. She is well maintained and elegantly dressed. But now she looks like a simple old man, which makes song Xiaoya sad.

Song's mother took two steps toward song Xiaoya. Her wrinkled eyes filled with tears looked up and down at Song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya is wearing a beige wool coat, which is sewn by international top brand designers. There are only three pieces in the world. Even if there is no label, the whole person's temperament is different.

Even people of song's mother's age can see at a glance that the price is expensive.

For a moment, song's mother's mood became a little complicated. She wanted to hold her daughter. She stretched out her hand and found that her palm was dirty.

She wiped her palm on the clothes without any trace, and said with joy, "Xiaoya, where have you been these years? How come there's no news? "

"I went..."

Just as he was about to answer, a low male voice came from behind him, "Xiaoya, let's go into the room first? It's cold outside

In winter, the cold wind blows in gusts, whirring in from the small alley.

The cold wind disordered song Xiaoya's hair and made her small nose red. He felt a twinge of heartache.

Song's mother has noticed Mu Junhao for a long time. After all, such a noble and powerful man is the focus of the crowd wherever he goes.

It's just This man how to see how familiar, but can't remember where met?

Song's mother put away her doubts and said, "yes, let's go back first!"

Song's mother, holding her aching waist in her hands, reached out to pick up the basket that had fallen to the ground.

Song Xiaoya quickly helped her and stopped her: "Mom, I'll pick it up!"

Song Xiaoya looks at Song's mother's hard work. She doesn't know what happened these years. Why does her mother suddenly change so much?

"Good."

Song's mother happily wiped her tears and brought them to her home.

As soon as she entered the door, song's mother's face flashed over with embarrassment. She quickly took a clean towel and wiped the stool again. Then she warmly said, "don't stand. Please sit down. I'll pour you a cup of hot tea!"

Song Xiaoya enters the room.

The original brand-new furniture in the room has become dilapidated. The original European style leather sofa has been replaced by wooden stool.

She looked around the room quickly and frowned suspiciously, "Mom, why does this happen at home? What about Uncle Wang? Isn't Uncle Wang at home? "

As soon as song Xiaoya's voice fell, there was a sound of the quilt breaking in the kitchen.

Song Xiaoya was surprised and ran into the kitchen, "Mom, are you ok?"

In the kitchen, the glass broke to pieces. Song's mother covered her hands, and the back of her hands became red and swollen. She was obviously scalded by boiling water.

"It's OK. I'll just go and apply some ointment. You sit down first, and I'll pour water for you."

Song Xiaoya grabbed the cup in her hand, poured two cups of hot water, "I'll come, you sit!"

When song's mother returned to the living room, she saw the man sitting upright on the stool, looking at the room.

The clear-cut face made song's mother more puzzled.

Where did she see the man, and where?

She walked over with a smile, "this gentleman, what's the relationship between you and my family Xiaoya?"Hearing the speech, Mu Junhao stood up and handed the nutriment on the table to his mother, "Mom, my name is mu Junhao! This is a little bit of my heart. My first official visit was abrupt. "

Song's mother was startled, her eyes opened incredulously, "what did you call me just now?"

"Xiaoya and I got married. It's my negligence that I didn't have time to hold the wedding before I got the certificate first." Mu Junhao explained politely, looking as gentle as jade.

Song's mother was shocked. This man was a child of a rich family. How could he get married without any noise?

And Where has Xiaoya been in the past five years?

Song's mother thought of some possibility, her heart sank, and asked, "did you take my family Xiaoya abroad?"

Song Xiaoya tidied up the kitchen. As soon as she got to the door, she heard song's mother's question and quickly replied, "it's none of his business!"

As soon as song Xiaoya was ready to speak, Mu Junhao interrupted her, "I'm sorry, because something happened abroad, so I took Xiaoya out of the country without your permission!"

In Song Xiaoya's stunned eyes, he solemnly promised: "I won't run out again, I promise."

Song Xiaoya put down her tea cup and looked at him in amazement.

Mu Junhao made a look at her, song Xiaoya choked, temporarily put the question to the mouth down.

"Alas Hearing this, Mother Song sighed.

In fact, when you think about it, she did not blame Mu Junhao.

For this daughter, she is full of guilt. When her daughter left B city five years ago, she transferred a lot of money to her card, but

"Mr. mu, although I don't know you well, my daughter always has a better eye than me. You must be excellent! Xiaoya is my only daughter. Marriage is the most important thing for a woman. You can't hurt her. "

Mu Junhao dotes on Song Xiaoya's eyes, hooks the thin corners of her lips, "as long as Xiaoya wants, I can hold a wedding at any time."

Song Xiaoya coughed and quickly changed the topic, "Mom, the wedding is just a form. In fact, it doesn't matter whether it's done or not!"