Mo yanjue went back, and Mu Qiqi followed his mother to live in his room.

Everything here is so strange, but there is a sense of familiarity.

She and her mother lie in a bed, and they tell each other what they have met in the past 20 years.

Muqiqi knows that it's not easy for her mother these years, and she tells her mother that grandpa and adoptive mother treat her little by little.

Mrs. Long was moved to shed tears, stroked her little face and said: "it's a pity that if they are still alive, we should thank them very much."

Muqiqi is also sad. If Grandpa and mother know that she has found her own parents, they will feel happy for her, but they will never see it again.

Lost blinked eyes, she summoned up courage to say to her mother: "Mom, I have a request."

"You said." Now, no matter what her daughter asks, she will all agree, as long as her daughter is by her side.

So many years of difference actually more let them learn to cherish.

"You said, no matter what the request, mom will allow you." Said Madame long gently.

"Mom, I don't want to change my name in the future. This name was given to me by my grandfather. It's also a kind of nostalgia for his old man. If I didn't have his old man, maybe I would have died." Muqiqi sad way.

Mrs. Long is very pleased with her daughter's idea. Indeed, as her daughter said, without the care and cultivation of the Mu family for so many years, maybe they will never see her again.

So the daughter has this idea, she will not be angry, but will be proud of it.

This shows that the child is kind-hearted and grateful, which is a good thing.

Looking at her mother for half a day without talking is just staring at her and laughing, Muqiqi is looking at her heart and straight hair.

"If you don't agree, it's OK. When I don't say anything," she said nervously

After listening to her words, Mrs. Long's gentle smile deepened, "silly child, how can my mother disagree? If the Mu family didn't adopt you kindly, how could I see you again, let alone continue to take the Mu family's surname, your mother will agree to whatever you want, and we will never forget this kindness."

Hearing her mother's so understanding words, Muqiqi almost cried happily and put his hand around her neck, "Mom, you are so kind."

"Silly child, you are the meat from your mother. Who are you good to? What's more, Mu family is kind to us. We should be grateful no matter what. I heard that your adoptive father is now in prison. When you have time, mom will accompany you to see him. Even if he is not good to you, at least he has raised you up. This is good for our long family That's right. "

Muqiqi nodded, "OK, I'll listen to you."

The mother and daughter talked for most of the night, as if there were endless words. If they were not worried about staying up late and hurting their bodies, maybe they could talk for a night.

"Well, go to bed early. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Pat her on the back and help her tuck in the quilt corner, said Mrs. Long happily.

Muqiqi naturally put his hand around his mother's neck, and as a little girl was coquetting, he put up a miso in her arms, "I'll sleep with you in my arms."

Since the death of her adoptive mother, she has never enjoyed the warm embrace of maternal love. She closed her eyes gently and wondered if she would have children in the future