Chapter 676

Lu Xiaohua has mixed feelings in her heart. She thinks Mrs. Mu is great, but she also feels distressed.

Looking down, he saw his daughter looking at her in a dazed way. Lu Xiaohua quickly turned her daughter around and guided her to Mrs. Mu and said, "Zhizhi, thank grandma for inviting you to eat apples. Thank grandma quickly."

Xiaoyuezhi obediently followed: "thank you, grandma."

"Grandma and grandma!" Lu Xiaohua read very slowly, let her daughter learn.

"Little Yuezhi cried out:" grandma

"Grandma and grandma!"

"Waipo!"

Mrs. Mu was stunned. She only reflected what the sound of "grandma" meant.

She turned her face to the other side, secretly touched her tears and then turned around. As soon as she turned back, she saw little Yuezhi come to her, leaning her head up and shouting to her: "Wai... Wai Po!"

"Ah Mrs. Mu answered excitedly. She got up and squatted in front of xiaoyuezhi. She held both sides of xiaoyuezhi's arms in her hands. "Good, Zhizhi is the best."

Xiao Yuezhi tilts her head and looks at Mrs. mu. Her face is full of ignorance. But she suddenly reaches out her little hand and touches Mrs. Mu's eyes: "cry, no, cry."

"The spirit." Mrs. Mu smiles with tears and touches xiaoyuezhi's head and melon seeds. Then she looks up and shares with Lu Xiaohua, "don't say, they all say that the child is like an uncle. She is really like tianer when she was a child, especially the nose..."

Mrs. Mu suddenly gives xiaoyuezhi a call for her grandmother, but Lu Xiaohua has been making friends with them all the time, but never wants to recognize them He seems to have resisted the relationship with them.

So Mrs. Mu didn't know whether her words would make Lu Xiaohua uncomfortable and unacceptable.

"I also think," Lu Xiaohua came over, squatted down beside her daughter and looked at xiaoyuezhi's small face carefully. "This nose and mouth look like the second brother."

Mrs. Mu looked at Lu Xiaohua steadily, with excited light in her eyes. She reached out to touch Lu Xiaohua, but did not dare to stop in the air.

Finally, Lu Xiaohua grabbed Mrs. Mu's hand and called out: "Niang!"

Mrs. Mu opened her mouth, but she was stopped and couldn't make a sound. Her tears just came out. After a long time, she cried out: "what do you call me?"

Lu Xiaohua himself came closer to Mrs. Mu: "mother... My daughter is unfilial. It makes you sad."

"No, no..." Mrs. Mu shook her head repeatedly. She forbeared, but in the end she didn't. she hugged Lu Xiaohua and said, "my daughter, my daughter... You're back at last..."

this voice "finally back" said all the bitterness.

Mrs. Mu has been suffering ever since she knew that her daughter had lost her bag and what days her daughter had gone through.

Even if the daughter is not pleasant, the more she looks at her, the more she likes her. The more she likes her, the more uncomfortable she feels. She even has to be careful when hugging and talking. She is afraid that she will be disgusted by her daughter, and she is not willing to see her again.

Sometimes I dream of my daughter's crying. The little child shrinks in a broken place and shouts for her to save her. Every time she wakes up, Mrs. Mu is so impulsive that she wants to rush to Lujia village to clean up Lu Dazhi and Niu Ailian.

But her daughter had avenged herself, and there was no place for her to intervene, which made Mrs. mu more uncomfortable.

She doesn't expect her daughter to recognize her and call her a mother. Now she only hopes that she can take care of her daughter where she can see, and that she will be satisfied if she doesn't deliberately alienate her.

I didn't expect... I didn't expect that she was really waiting for this "Niang".

Mrs. Mu thought that she was dreaming again.

But her daughter's hand also hugged her, patted her back, and called "Niang" to let her know clearly that this is not a dream!

Xiao Yuezhi was a little upset when she saw her grandmother holding her mother together and leaving her behind. She jumped hard and jumped directly on them.

Startled, Lu Xiaohua and Mrs. Mu rushed to help her, for fear that she would fall to the ground.

Then xiaoyuezhi took advantage of this, hugged them and grabbed their clothes one by one: "hugs, hugs, hugs!"

"Well, hold on to our knowledge." Like all granddaughters' grandmothers, Mrs. Mu brings xiaoyuezhi to her arms for the first time.

Although the corner of the eye is still hanging with tears, but smile comfortable and satisfied.

Lu Xiaohua looks at the grandparents and grandchildren, and suddenly has a decision in his heart.

At lunch time, Lu Xiaohua didn't go back. She made lunch with Mrs. mu. Xiaoyuezhi let her maid watch and play.

After dinner, Lu Xiaohua sent the food materials from the farm, as well as the recently made oven and other tools.

Then, Lu Xiaohua began to teach Mrs. pastor to make dry food. Biscuits and sweets with a long shelf life are easy to carry. It's really hard to start a business at the critical moment, or in some difficult situation, you can fill your stomach.

Mrs. Mu was worried about her husband and son, and always wanted to do something for them. However, in the current situation, she couldn't do anything except go to the Buddhist temple to pray. Now she could make something to eat for her husband and son, and let them take it with her. She found the backbone and worked tirelessly with Lu Xiaohua for an afternoon.But she felt that it was not enough, thinking that she must do more before starting.

"Niang," said Lu Xiaohua, holding Mrs. mu, "it's time for you to rest. Your hands are shaking with a bowl."

"Niang is OK, Niang is OK..."

"No." Lu Xiaohua flatly refused, "I'm in charge of this. If my mother is obedient, I'll teach you to make other dry food tomorrow. It's delicious and easy to bring."

She said and pushed Mrs. Mu to have a rest.

In this family, Mrs. Mu has the most right to speak. However, in front of her daughter, the mother of the family can't get up, so she has no choice but to sit aside.

However, when she watched her daughter prepare dinner for her, her heart was very warm.

She has a good daughter. Now she only hopes that her husband, son and daughter will be safe, even if she is willing to take her life for her.

When Lu Xiaohua finished his dinner, Fu QingHan came. Instead of picking up his wife and daughter, he sat down and had dinner with his mother-in-law.

After dinner, he sat with his mother-in-law for a while. He listened patiently to his mother-in-law's nagging that he should take good care of Lu Xiaohua.

On the way back, Lu Xiaohua took Fu QingHan's hand: "my mother doesn't feel well in her heart. Maybe she is a little wordy. Don't mind."

"No way." Fu QingHan said, "she cares about your daughter. Naturally, I respect her."

He has a solemn look. He doesn't want to placate Lu Xiaohua.

Lu Xiaohua put his head on his shoulder with a smile.