At the door came a middle-aged woman.
She has ordinary facial features and ordinary clothes.
But when she came in, the first thing people noticed was not her face, but the temperament and aura of her whole body.
She walked in slowly, simple movements, showing a kind of leisurely walk like grace, with shock dare not look directly at the noble gas, but also with a trace of strength.
First they were awed by her, then they looked at the face.
Even as a cleaner, she has been cleaning the streets for more than ten years, but some people are naturally favored by heaven, because even so, her skin is still very white, and the crow's feet at the corner of her eyes reveal her age.
A white cover three ugly, white skin, let her extremely ordinary facial features, all appear outstanding.
But even so, this face is not worthy of her bearing and grace.
When she came in like this, people noticed that her temperament looked familiar.
Shareholders can not help but turn to look at Xiao Caibai, which found that Xiao Caibai's bearing is a little similar to this woman.
But Xiao Caibai's bearing is too exposed, and this woman, as if that kind of temperament is born, is long in the bone, even if gentle and leisurely, also let a person feel the coming noble gas.
Xiao Caibai's elegant demeanor was directly compared with her.
This woman, who is it?
In the minds of all shareholders, this idea came up at the same time.
Chuang Nai Nai's eyes widened. She looked at the woman walking towards her in disbelief. She was so shocked that the whole brain stopped working for a moment!
This woman, who is it?
Isn't this her mother, Zhuang Meiting?
But, don't you say, mom died?
Her lips trembled, her body trembled, her eyes widened, her voice and face, her figure, and her clear eyes It made her understand that mom was back!
Mom's back!
She wanted to say something, but at the moment she couldn't open her mouth. She wanted to rush forward with her feet, but she was afraid that it was just an illusion of her own.
Her eyes suddenly moistened, and her nose was sour, but she couldn't even blink. She was afraid that if she closed her eyes, the person in front of her would disappear.
If this is an illusion, she really hopes that this illusion can last a little longer.
She widened her eyes, tears brewing in her eyes, and then sliding down the corner of her eyes. She felt that she was about to forget her breath at the moment. Then she saw the familiar person, slowly and step by step, in front of her.
She held out her hand, a warm, soft, cocooned hand, and took it.
She gave a warm smile to Nanai, and then she turned her head and looked at Xiao Qi. "Dad, I'm back."
In the scene, the person more excited than Zhuang Nai was Xiao Qi.
He had a straight face, didn't say a word, did not have an expression, but that pair of muddy old eyes, at the moment, was also dense with a layer of fog.
He must look at the woman in front of him. This is not the face of his daughter in memory, but a completely different face, but let him know that this is Xiao MuQing.
He was so excited that he grasped the crutch.
He was also happy to meet his granddaughter, but after all, he was separated by a generation, and Xiao MuQing was the only daughter he had ever seen growing up in person.