C526 Genius(2)

"I want to make money to support you. I want to stay at home with you, too. Where do you want to go this weekend? Mummy will accompany you. " If he worked harder, he would not have to work overtime this weekend. She had not been able to sleep well these few days. She was also tired, alright?

Xiaomo's expression still didn't change. He continued to walk forward without saying a word. He seemed to be walking faster and faster. He knew that Mummy wanted to give him a good life. In fact, Mummy did not need to be so tired. He knew from a young age that he could not have a normal family. Uncle Moyan had also given a lot for Mummy. It had been so many years. He did not have any expectations for his biological father. Sometimes... He could often see Mummy crying alone in a daze. He thought that when he grew up, he would protect Mummy well. So even if he knew, he would never mention that person in front of Mummy. He felt that Mummy being so sad must have something to do with that person.

All these years, Uncle Moyan had been very good to them. He also did not wish for Mummy to live such a miserable life. However, Uncle Moyan and Mummy did not develop further. He knew that... Mummy must have done it for him. No matter what he said this time, he would fight for Mummy.

Why did the more she talked about Xiaomo, the more unhappy she got? Jiajia could not figure out what was going on. This plan did not work. Again. She had a plan in mind. Jiajia decisively pinched her thigh and secretly cried out in pain. Two teary eyes stared at Xiaomo, "Treasure, you are too cruel. When I gave birth to you, I still gritted my teeth and risked my life to give birth to you. I raised you with a handful of feces and urine. How could you not feel sorry for Mummy? Wuwu - Mummy is so sad. "

The pedestrians on the road were bustling. This pair of strange mother and son duo had already attracted the attention of passers-by.

Feeling the gazes of passers-by, Jiajia did not stop. Instead, she showed signs of becoming more and more intense. Her son abandoning her mother. Tsk tsk, what a touching matter.

Xiaomo's footsteps slowly stopped. His face was full of helplessness. Actually, when Jiajia said it, his expression had already loosened up but he did not give Mummy a reminder. It was hard to guarantee that there would be a next time. He was only five years old and needed adults to take care of him. He needed motherly love. He lightly sighed and turned to Jiajia who was behind him and helplessly said, "Mummy, can you stop crying?"

Eh? Jiajia stopped sobbing and broke into a smile as she asked uncertainly, "Did you forgive Mummy?"

"Yes." Xiaomo nodded. What else could he do if he did not forgive her? Who asked him to be controlled by Mummy? However, these were all concealed very well by Xiaomo. His expression was still the same as before.

"Slurp." Jiajia kissed her son's face without any politeness. In fact, she had already laughed in her heart. Sure enough, it was still her son and mother.

There were still pedestrians on the road, but Xiaomo didn't say these words out loud. His face, which was pretending to be mature, turned red without anyone noticing and turned his head awkwardly. He could not let Mummy see it. It was too embarrassing. Mummy would definitely laugh at him. He had to say that Jiajia's mother's kiss was really too insincere.

"Son, let's go. Let's go to the supermarket with Mummy. Mummy will prepare a big meal for you tonight." Her cheerful tone sounded beside Xiaomo's ear, as if she had just cried until she was out of breath. She was not the one who was embarrassed. The change was so fast that it made people click their tongues.

There was delicious food? Xiaomo's eyes couldn't help but light up. He could now properly console his internal organs. He couldn't help but think of the sweet and sour pork ribs Mummy made last time. He swallowed his saliva. Although his mother was usually unreliable, her cooking skills were really amazing. It was all Mummy's fault. His appetite had been raised by her. He really did not like the dishes cooked by ordinary people. Only Mummy cooked it. There was only one family in the world. Even the lunchboxes that Mummy usually made for him, those children all had envious expressions. It was good to have a mother who knew how to cook! Xiaomo's gaze was already attracted by the food.

Suddenly thinking of something, Jiajia stopped and carefully asked, "Baby, when did the parent-teacher conference end?" It was all her fault for being so busy that she could not remember. Otherwise, even if she did not go, she could have told Lan beforehand. She could not help but curse in her heart. She was really too incompetent. Teacher Ali was right. Wuuuu.

Xiaomo rolled his eyes at her and said snappily, "It ended half an hour before you came." Sigh, when he did not keep his words just now, he, Mummy, was still as unreliable as before. He had a tough life! He had surrendered to his mother's power and had grown strong until now. He even admired himself.

Alright, Jiajia shut up. Who asked her to be in the wrong? On the contrary, she was still not her son's match. Her son was a genius.

The two of them continued to walk forward. They could vaguely hear Jiajia's unyielding chatter. "Baby, you have been waiting for me?" Hehe, Jiajia's evil taste was really the same as back then. She just liked to see her son's awkward appearance. Who asked him to pass it down to Chu Yihan in this aspect? No one would believe it even if he said that he wasn't her biological son. What made Jiajia the most puzzled was that other than that pair of big watery eyes, her son... And her fair skin was passed down to her, and nothing else was like her... He clearly cared about it to death, but he was so full of himself.

"Okay." Xiaomo answered in a muffled voice, then walked to the front. In order to not let Mummy see his awkward expression, his mother loved to watch his expression tirelessly. It was very vulgar. However, that slightly red earlobe still indicated his current mood. Of course, he would not admit that he stood at the school gate and waited for Mummy for a long time. He saw that the parents of the other children had come and even brought delicious snacks along with them. His mood became worse and worse. Until he could not wait for Mummy to come, the parent-teacher conference had already started for a long time. Only then did he unwillingly be brought back to the class by the dean. He would never admit that he had once flaunted Mummy's cooking skills in front of his classmates. Those friends who played well wanted to see Mummy, but the thing that disappointed him the most was that Mummy did not come.