Chapter 134

Jingyuanju villa.

When Mo Yiqing took her hand and walked into jingyuanju, Jing xiaocan had no idea that he had arranged her mother here.

She always thought he had transferred her mother to another nursing home.

I didn't expect to be close at hand.

No wonder her eyelids have been jumping these days.

Pushing open the hollow iron railings, Jing xiaocan's surprised eyes touched a figure not far away. Jing xiaocan was shocked and frozen in place. The next second, when tears rustled and fell, she covered her mouth incredulously.

In the morning wind, I was familiar with the figure in my bones on the swing not far away. I sat leisurely on the swing, with rosy cheeks glowing with happiness, and a colorful and intoxicating behind me.

"Why didn't you say it earlier." Mo Yiqing saw that she was too excited to herself, smiled and hugged her, reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face.

She looked at her bitterly. "Why are you crying? I want to come with you, so I'm selfish."

"Cheapskate!" Jing xiaocan beats him with his fist, pushes him away and runs over quickly.

"I said you would ignore me. I can't be generous." Mo Yiqing was pushed back by her and added with deep resentment.

Jing xiaocan stops a few steps away from her mother, gasps, stops, covers her jumping heart, stares at her mother, clenches her trembling lips, and is afraid to scare her. For a moment, she doesn't know how to speak.

Ding Yao looked at the scenery in the distance and smiled. She didn't pay attention to Jing xiaocan standing not far away.

Mo Yiqing caught up and stood beside her and hugged her. They stared at Ding Yao and couldn't bear to break the quiet time at this moment.

The next second, Ding Yao subconsciously tilts her head and looks for the direction of Jing xiaocan.

She looked flustered when she saw the two people standing not far away.

She tried to jump. Unexpectedly, in her panic, the shoes on her feet threw out.

Almost instinctively, Jing xiaocan stepped forward, picked up her shoes, walked in front of her, smiled gently at her with red eyes, "come on, shall I put your shoes on?"

Ding Yao frowned slightly, stared at her for a moment, looked at her carefully, and didn't refuse or object.

Jing xiaocan carefully puts her shoes on her mother's feet.

When putting on shoes for her mother, her mind involuntarily remembered the scene of her mother taking care of her carefully when she was a child.

The trembling heart is filled with a burst of bitterness. Jing xiaocan quickly sucks his nose and resists the dense smoke from the bottom of his eyes.

Help her mother put on her shoes. Jing xiaocan lowers her head, quietly wipes away the tears on her cheeks, and squats in front of her.

Ding Yao trembled with the sound of her nose. She tentatively reached out and touched her cheek.

Jing xiaocan was surprised, covered her hand and stuck it on her face. She raised her eyes and looked at Shangding Yao with doubts and worries. She quickly pulled the corners of her lips and squeezed out a gentle and sweet smile at her mother.

Mother finally stopped being indifferent to her.

Jing xiaocan's heart warmed and covered her mother's hand and gently rubbed her cheek.

The next second, excited tears burst out again.

"Baby... Don't cry..." Ding Yao's hand crossed the corner of her eyes and whispered.

Worried about scaring her mother, Jing xiaocan raises her tearful smiling face and nods desperately, "en en, listen to you, don't cry, don't cry."

"Can I sit here?" Jing xiaocan smiled, but her tears were like broken beads. She couldn't stop. She tentatively pointed to the swing and asked.

"Yes." Ding Yao nodded, took her hand and motioned her to sit down. Her gentle eyes touched the bracelet on her wrist. She was stunned, "you... How do you have a little girl's bracelet?"

Perhaps this bracelet is of unusual significance to Ding Yao, so that she doesn't even know Jing xiaocan in the past few years, but she has always firmly remembered this bracelet.

Hearing the speech, Jing xiaocan's eyes are sour again. Her mother remembers her nickname and her bracelet, but she doesn't know her.

"Do you think I look like a little girl?" Jing xiaocan holds her cheeks in both hands and blinks her big beautiful eyes at Ding Yao, trying to evoke a trace of her memory.

Ding Yao stared at her and drew a familiar scene in her mind. Every time she held her little girl on the swing, her little girl would always make such a move to make her happy and asked her, "do you think I'm beautiful? Do you think I'm more beautiful than snow white?"

"You... Kind of like."

"Will you let me be your little girl?"

Hearing her mother say it's a bit like, Jing xiaocan comes up to her and stares at her urgently, lest she refuse.

"... HMM." Ding Yao looked down at her, and her tangled expression seemed to be wondering whether her decision was right or wrong.

Finally, he could not bear to refuse and nodded reluctantly.

"Pull the hook, don't go back." Jing xiaocan grabs her hand and tells her again, "don't forget me in the future."

Ding Yao smiled shyly and nodded.

splendid!

Mother finally accepted her, and her speech was no longer as confused as before, and became much more conditioned.

Mo Yiqing saw the scene of mother and daughter hugging together, and the scene of paradise island came to his mind. He took out his cigarette, turned and walked under a big tree, leaned against the trunk and looked at the blue sky.

If his mother has a spirit in heaven, she must feel it during the seven days when he and Jing xiaocan accompanied her on the island, right? Will you be as happy and satisfied as Ding Yao?

Mo also raised his thin lips, and a trace of comfort flashed on Jun's face.

The other side.

Jing xiaocan takes her mother's hand and walks along the lawn. They look at each other and smile from time to time.

"Shall we play a game?" worried that her mother was tired, Jing xiaocan took her to sit on the lawn, racking her brains to make her happy and let her try to remember this moment.

"OK." Ding Yao looked forward to it.

"Can you play with stone scissors and cloth?" this is a game that I often played with my mother when I was a child, but I don't know if she still remembers.

"... yes." she tilted her head and thought for a moment. Ding Yao nodded. Then, she hesitated and asked, "do you have... Dumplings if you win?"

"..." Jing xiaocan was stabbed to tears by his mother's words again.

This is what she said every time she played games when she was a child.

Mom remembers!

Seeing her cry, Ding Yao's eyes darkened, and the color of disappointment spilled over her words, "didn't you?"

"Yes, of course!" Jing xiaocan nodded hard with red eyes and smiled at her mother, "ready, let's start!"

Jing xiaocan's voice fell. Ding Yao put her hand behind her back and stared nervously at her arm for fear that she would lose.

"Stone..."

"Cloth!"

Jing xiaocan deliberately shouted out her results, and Ding Yao stretched out her hand, "ha ha, I won."

Looking at the childlike innocence of his mother's smile, Jing xiaocan couldn't help laughing and turning over on the lawn, "you won, there are dumplings to eat!"

The mother and daughter hugged each other happily.

Jing xiaocan looks at the lawn, pure blue sky and lush mountains in front of her. She prays again and again. I hope she can be happy with her mother every day. I wish the years are quiet and the family relationship is not old.