Not long after Da Wang appeared, Xiao Ya also ran over, hugged Song Qianning, unwilling to let go, and kept calling her mother.

Patting the female cub's head, Song Qianning said, "Let me go first."

Hearing this, the little girl reluctantly let go of Song Qianning, but still followed her closely.

Next, the little girl followed Song Qianning wherever she went, like a little tail.

After putting the things away, Song Qianning asked casually, "Have you been obedient today?"

"have."

Nodding her head earnestly, Xiaoya said softly, with a hint of dependence in her eyes: "Mom hasn't come back yet. I've been looking for her for a long time."

At the end of the conversation, Xiao Ya hugged Song Qianning again, rubbing against her, and was very clingy.

Knowing that Zizi had been looking for her all day, Song Qianning felt a little helpless and touched her head: "I'm back now. Go play in the yard with your brother first."

She stuck to Song Qianning for a long time until she said she was going to cook. Then she reluctantly followed Dawang to the yard.

While Song Qianning was cooking dinner, Xiao Ya would occasionally stick her head out of the kitchen door and take a look into the kitchen, as if she was afraid that Song Qianning would suddenly disappear.

Since a lot of ingredients were bought tonight, Song Qianning took quite a while just to cook.

By the time Song Qianning finished cooking dinner, an hour had passed and it was completely dark outside.

As soon as the meal was ready, the two cubs came over and wanted to help serve the meal.

Looking at the thin and short kid next to her, whose hands were not even as big as the plates, Song Qianning directly refused.

After setting the dinner, Song Qianning clapped her hands and said, "It's time to eat."

After sitting down, Song Qianning looked at the dishes in front of her with a face full of satisfaction.

As expected of a dish made by Fairy Yu Ji, it smells so tempting and must taste even better.

Da Wang and Xiao Ya also sat down. Da Wang was a little reserved, but Xiao Ya was different.

Facing a table full of delicious food, the little girl raised her head, her eyes sparkling with admiration: "The dishes made by mother smell so fragrant and taste so delicious."

"If it tastes good, eat more."

The little girl who was eating non-stop had her eyes curved, looking extremely cute, and she praised Song Qianning's cooking skills again.

Song Qianning felt very happy and relieved when she was praised by her baby. She looked at her with a look of satisfaction.

Da Wang next to him didn't say much, but he ate very quickly.

When dinner was over, the two cubs had full bellies and their eyes were narrowed in satisfaction.

Including the usually steady Da Wang, who was holding his stomach and walking much slower.

When Song Qianning finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, she saw the little girl, who had originally had a happy face, squatting in the yard with her head down, looking lost.

Seeing Song Qianning's figure, the little girl stood up from the ground, her face drooping and her eyes red: "Mother."

The little girl was fine when they were having dinner just now. Seeing her like this, Song Qianning felt strange.

Before Song Qianning could ask, Xiaoya spoke first: "Mom, will Xiaoya and brother still be able to eat the delicious dishes you cook in the future?"

When she spoke, the little girl looked timid, as if she was afraid that Song Qianning would refuse.

Understanding the reason for Zizi's mood change, Song Qianning blinked and nodded decisively: "Yes."

"Tell me when you want to eat, and I'll make it for you."

After answering the little girl, Song Qianning remembered that as long as she had the thought of doing something wrong to her son, the Thunder Prison would suddenly appear like a tight hoop.

Feeling depressed, he patted Xiaoya's shoulder and said, "Not only these dishes today, if you want to eat other things, just tell me and I will cook them for you."

Following Song Qianning's assurance, the timidity on Xiaoya's face faded, replaced by hope. She tugged at the corner of Song Qianning's clothes and asked, "Is what mother said true?"

"yes."

After getting a positive answer, Xiao Ya became excited again and rushed over to hug Song Qianning.

Da Wang, who was standing next to her, heard Song Qianning's words and looked at his sister who was hugging her. His expression became strange, with an indescribable complexity.

Since Xiao Ya was unwilling to let go of Song Qianning, she had to take the two children to the room and start coaxing them to sleep.

After coaxing the child to sleep, Song Qianning quietly took Xiaoya's hand away from her clothes.

She tiptoed out of bed, tucked the quilt in for the two cubs, and then left the room.

After closing the door and coming to the courtyard, Song Qianning stood in the moonlight-filled yard and stretched.

Just as Song Qianning was about to start practicing magic, footsteps suddenly sounded behind her.

Song Qianning turned her head and saw Da Wang, who had fallen asleep, standing behind her, staring at her.

Waving her hand in front of Dawang, Song Qianning asked doubtfully, "Dawang, when did you wake up?"

Da Wang didn't answer, but pursed his lips and asked after a long while, "Are you leaving?"

Song Qianning was surprised to hear Dawang's words, and was also a little confused: "Why did you say that suddenly?"

After thinking for a moment, she replied, "Don't worry, I'm not planning to leave."

Of course, the main reason is that Song Qianning couldn't leave even if she wanted to, and could only continue to be a mortal and raise the cub.

His expression did not relax. He waited until Song Qianning asked again before speaking: "You are not our mother."

Caught off guard, Song Qianning widened her eyes and stood there in a daze, shocked beyond words.

How did the male cub know that she was not her original self?

His attention was always on Song Qianning. Seeing the shock on her face, Da Wang pursed his lips even tighter.

"Before, our mother only made us work and was not so kind to us. She also didn't like me and my sister. She would ask my sister and me to wash the clothes. But you are not like that. You cook delicious food for me and my sister. You won't hit my sister when she hugs you, and you will even coax us to sleep at night."

"Also, my mother before didn't know how to catch wild ducks or make money, and she would be afraid when she met bad people."

Thinking of everything that had happened recently, as well as the time he encountered the bad guys while selling ducks, and the scene where Song Qianning confronted those bad guys at the Song Mansion, Dawang's mood changed slightly.

He stretched out his little hand and counted on his fingers one by one: "You are not afraid of being bullied by bad people. You can catch ducks, cook many delicious dishes, and make money. You are very good to me and my sister. You take us shopping, take us to restaurants, and buy houses. You are different from the previous mother."

"Yesterday, my sister disappeared, and you took me to look for her. Recently, you haven't scolded us or hit me or my sister anymore."

As he spoke, Da Wang raised his head and looked at Song Qianning again. His usually serious face was now filled with a different kind of seriousness: "You are not a bad woman, you are two people."

Finally, Dawang's voice suddenly dropped, but his eyes were fixed on her, his face serious: "Are you the fairy sent from heaven to save me and my sister?"