"Auntie, you are not in a state of mind now. Just have a sleep." Yao Yiyi's hand was stiff in the air for a long time, then slowly put it on Mrs. Huang's back, and said in a soft voice.

Huang's father hated her deeply and didn't want to recognize her daughter, who was living in exile. She didn't want to divorce Mrs. Huang after she was so old. She already had a family of her own. It was impossible to selfishly let her family who had been missing for more than 20 years lost their original stable family because of her.

To know that her own mother did not mean to throw her away, she was already satisfied, the rest, she really did not want to force.

Mrs. Huang froze with Yao Yiyi's hand and slowly raised her head. She looked at Yao Yiyi in front of her eyes, and her lips wriggled for several times. Then she said hoarsely, "Xiaoyi, do you still don't want to recognize mom?"

Yao Yiyi looked at Mrs. Huang with a smile and said, "Auntie, I know you were stimulated yesterday. It's normal to regard me as Yiyi, but I'm Yao Yiyi. My parents are still here. I'm really sorry."

Mrs. Huang looked at her eldest daughter close by. Her heart was rolling and her tears were coming.

"Xiao Yi, mom lost you for more than 20 years. If you don't want to recognize your mother, your mother will understand." Mrs. Huang cried.

Yao Yiyi is at a loss.

She clumsily wiped her tears for Mrs. Huang and said, "Auntie, don't do this. You are not in good health now. You should have a good rest. If you have any words, you can wait for your health."

Mrs. Huang grabbed her hand and said sincerely: "Xiaoyi, mom has thought about you for many years. Before, she didn't dare to recognize you. She was also afraid that your father would find you in trouble. But now, mom can't bear it any more. Mom almost couldn't see you yesterday. It doesn't matter if you don't want to recognize your mother now. As long as you are still with your mother, you can do it."

Yao Yiyi pulled back his hand in some embarrassment.

She said, "Auntie, please calm down."

Mrs. Huang took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She tried to find a comb to clean her hair, but she didn't.

"Xiao Yi, do you have a comb?"

Although Yao Yiyi did not understand what she wanted to comb, she still took out a comb from her bag.

Mrs. Huang tied up her hair and went into the bathroom to wash her face.

"Auntie, I heard Yiyi say that you and Mr. Huang are having a bit of a fight. Are you really going to divorce?" Yao Yiyi see she has recovered calm, straight to the point.

Mrs. Huang's body is stiff, her eyes flash a touch of fear, yesterday's experience, let her invisible fear of her husband.

She and Huang's husband and wife have been together for more than 30 years. As a result, the relationship between her husband and wife has almost dropped to the freezing point in her old age.

Yao Yiyi walked over, took Mrs. Huang's hand and said, "Auntie, I don't object to your divorce. I don't have a special understanding of many things about the Huang family, so I don't have the right to talk about it. But you've been married for many years. It's not easy to find an old wife to accompany you to your old age. You should think twice."

Mrs. Huang gave a bitter smile, but her face showed a firm light.

"Xiao Yi, I can't get along with him. Before, I couldn't make up my mind to divorce him because I still have my love for him. But now, I don't think I can be with him any more. I think it's terrible for me to be with him. I think it's too terrible for me to be with him." Mrs. Huang said bitterly.

Yao Yiyi looked down and thought, "Auntie, I will support whatever decision you make, as long as you don't regret it."

Mrs. Huang bowed her head and laughed.

"Xiao Yi, can you call me ma?" Mrs. Huang hesitated for a long time and asked with great hope.

“……”

Yao Yiyi smiles awkwardly.

In addition to being shocked, she was left with embarrassment, not as depicted on TV, except excited or excited.

"Auntie, you have a good rest. When you are good, Qingheng and I will send you back to Huang's home. Whether you want to divorce or make up, I think you should have a good talk with Mr. Huang. After all, it's your home. I'm an outsider, so I can't interfere in your family affairs." Yao Yiyi's heart fluctuated a few times, still calm said.

Mrs. Huang just looked at her.

For a long time, she said with a bitter smile: "Xiao Yi, you still don't want to call me a mother, do you?"

“……”

Yao Yiyi is silent.

"It doesn't matter. We've been separated for too many years. In the process of your growing up, I haven't done my mother's responsibility. Suddenly, you are my daughter. You can't accept it physically or psychologically. I can understand that. Slowly, I can wait, really." Said Mrs. Huang eagerly, holding her hand.

Yao Yiyi's face flashed a trace of embarrassment.

Mrs. Huang's enthusiasm and love for her, let her invisible to give birth to pressure.

Mrs. Huang may have noticed the embarrassment on her face, restrained her urgency and said, "Xiao Yi, I'm a little hungry. Can you prepare something for me?""Well, take a rest first, and I'll get you something to eat."

Yao Yiyi went out to prepare food for Mrs. Huang. After chatting with her for a while, she was always relieved to see that her mood was gradually calming down and that people were sleeping in bed.

Yao Yiyi covered her quilt and opened the door carefully.

Ou Qingheng stood not far away. Yao Yiyi could not help but bend the corner of his lip. He walked around his waist and rubbed his chest like a coquettish kitten.

Ou Qingheng raised his hand and stroked the back of her head and said in a low voice: "what's the matter? Is she angry with you? "

Yao Yiyi shook his head gently.

"Qingheng, accompany me into the room to talk for a while, and suddenly I want to talk to you." Yao Yi said softly.

"Good."

Ou Qingheng hugs her and enters the bedroom that others prepare for them.

Ou Qingheng prepared a glass of milk for Yao Yiyi and said, "drink some."

Yao Yiyi holding the cup, low sigh, way: "she admitted that I was her daughter, but I did not imagine so happy."

"Don't want to recognize her?"

Yao Yiyi shook his head and said a little confused: "I don't know. When my parents didn't give me complete love, I was dreaming that one day there would be a mother who really loved me. But now it appears, I don't have the excitement at the beginning. It seems that people grow up, and they don't have the strong desire for things when they were children."

Ou Qingheng sat down beside her, stretched out his hand and held her whole person directly on her lap. He said, "don't force yourself. If you really want to recognize it, you can recognize it. If you don't want to, you just take it as if it doesn't exist. I will always support you by your side."

Yao Yiyi gently leans on his chest.

"Qingheng, I'm hot here. It's like years of resentment poured out at once. I'm thinking that I also have my own mother. Maybe there's a reason for Yao's indifference to me." Yao Yi low said: "I really want to cry, but I suddenly can't cry out."

Ou Qingheng raised her chin and fell on her lips like a feather.

"As long as you have me by your side, other people, you can be regarded as the seasoning in your life." Ou Qingheng looked directly into her eyes, overbearing and strong said.

Yao Yiyi couldn't help laughing, and the previous gloom was just like magic, and disappeared in an instant.

"Qing Heng, when her mood stabilizes, I want to send her back to Huang's house. What's the contradiction? I think it's better to make it clear in person. Do you think?" Yao Yiyi looked up and said her plan.

"If you feel good."

They talked for a long time, until the next room came a shrill cry, only to break the warmth and beauty between the two people.

"Aunt Huang." Yao Yiyi jumped down from Ou Qingheng's body, opened the door in a hurry and ran out.

When she opened the door, she saw a 20-year-old girl standing beside with a tray in her hand, while Mrs. Huang was shouting out of control.

Yao Yiyi rushed over with a face of urgency. He stopped five steps away from Mrs. Huang. He called carefully: "Auntie, I'm Yiyi. Calm down. I'm here. No one can hurt you."

Mrs. Huang heard Yao Yiyi's voice, and her shrill cry slowly dropped down. She looked up at Yao Yiyi, and not sure called out: "Xiaoyi?"

"Yes, auntie, it's me. Can you put down the knife in your hand first? I'm worried about you holding the knife. I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself Yao Yi said carefully.

Mrs. Huang looked at the dagger in her hand. She was surprised and let go of her hand. The dagger fell to the ground in response to the sound of collision.

"Xiaoyi, no, it's not me. I don't know why I have a dagger in my hand. Don't be scared by me. I don't usually look like this." Huang Fu explained incoherently.

Yao Yiyi in the heart five flavor Chen miscellaneous, Mrs. Huang has been so much aggrieved, still have to be able to take into account her feelings.

This kind of consideration, maybe only a mother can do it for her children.

"Auntie, don't think about it. I know you didn't mean to do it. It's good that you're OK, but you're not allowed to take a knife in the future. If I hurt myself, I'll worry about it."

"Xiao Yi, do you really worry about me