Aunt Chun has returned to her hometown. Now the food is cooked by Liu Yue. Tang Xinyan remembers that when she was a child, there were more than ten servants in the family. Her father loved her mother and never let her cook.

In order to lighten the burden of the family, the former lady was rejected because she was too old to enter the company for an interview and had no work experience. She had to work part-time in a rich family.

She stopped it several times, but her mother didn't listen. She said that she was well and would rust at home sooner or later.

Yesterday, she went to the hot spring villa. After a long time of persuasion, her mother asked her employer for leave and followed her out for a day's rest.

See the frostbite on Liu Yue's hand, Tang Xinyan's heart creeps out a sharp pain.

"Mom, let me wash the dishes..."

Liu Yue will Tang Xinyan out of the kitchen, "your body is pregnant, try to touch less cold water, kitchen fumes, you'd better go to the sofa to watch TV, dinner is good, I call you."

"Ma..."

"Be obedient."

Liu Yue locks the glass door of the kitchen, and Tang Xinyan looks at the thin figure busy inside, with uncomfortable mist in his eyes.

She must work hard to make her mother live a good life.

During the meal, Liu Yue said to Tang Xinyan, "your grandfather and grandmother's memorial day the day after tomorrow. My mother has never been back to her hometown in these years of illness. If you are allowed, go back to the countryside with your mother the day after tomorrow."

Liu Yue is not the daughter of a wealthy family. Her father was the head of a small village at that time. Tang Lei died one year and was saved by her. It was there that they had feelings.

Tang Lei recuperated in the village for half a year, and they had a simple and beautiful love time there.

Tang Xinyan nodded, "these days I have no work, I accompany my mother back."

Liu Yue looks at her clever and sensible daughter, and her eyes are flushed. If Lao Tang had not died, how warm and beautiful would they be?

Even if it's not royal clothes, jade juice, simple, simple days are good.

However, death can not be reborn, this life, she did not expect.

After dinner, Tang Xinyan rushes to wash the bowl.

Liu Yue couldn't help but sigh, "use hot water and wear gloves."

"I see, my good mother."

Liu Yue pet drown of angry she one eye, "you this wench."

After Liu Yue left the kitchen, Tang Xinyan put on rubber gloves and put hot water in the pool. As soon as he was about to wash the dishes, his mobile phone rang.

See Tang Yurou's call, she directly hung up.

The mobile phone vibrated when the bowl was half washed.

A message came in: I'm at your door.

See the number of the message, Tang Xinyan almost broke the bowl in his hand.

Taking off her gloves, she picked up her cell phone, opened the screen lock and read the text message again.

He did. He was at her door.

Not downstairs, but at the door.

My heart suddenly became flustered. If my mother found out that he had run to her door, she would be disappointed with her. If she got angry and had some mental problems, she would have no time to regret it.

Putting the bowl into the cupboard, she picked up the kitchen garbage and said to Liu Yue, who was knitting a scarf in the living room, "Mom, I went out to throw the garbage."

"It's cold outside. I'll be back soon."

"Good."

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Tang Xin Yan uneasily opened the door, see no mo Chi Wei figure outside, she relaxed.

He looks so mature and steady. Why text her.

Pushing open the safety door, she put the garbage bag into the garbage can. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. As soon as she lifted her eyes, she saw a man standing on the stairs with a cigarette in his thin lip.

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