"Mom misses you too."

Her eyes were red, her nose was sore, and she reached out to touch her back, "You've lost a lot of weight."

Jian Yuelan, "!!!"

As expected, no matter what era, there is a kind of thinness in this world that makes your mother feel that your thinness will never change.

"Mom, I want to eat the pickled cabbage and vermicelli stew you made."

"I'll make it for you when I get home."

No matter how big the world is, the girl wants to eat pickled cabbage and vermicelli the most. Jane's mother waved her hand and said, "Old Jane, take the food and let's go home."

Comrade Lao Jian nodded and started working as a porter.

There were so many things that he couldn't pick them all by himself. Jian Yuelan said she would pick up the rest, but Jane's mother disagreed and picked up the things herself and left.

"Just be quiet. I, your mother, can handle this little bit."

Jian Yuelan followed closely, "What is this? It looks very heavy."

"The new rice and millet that just came down this year, as well as your favorite wheat paste."

No wonder the shoulder pole was bent.

Jian Yuelan's eyes were red with emotion, "Mom and Dad, you've worked so hard."

“It’s not hard.”

There is no hardship in caring for children. It is what parents should do.

After chatting all the way home, Jane's parents were exhausted, and Jane Yuelan was not much better.

The main reason is that the belly is big and it easily presses on the bladder, which is quite inconvenient.

There are no other problems.

After solving her physiological problem, Jian Yuelan washed her hands and returned to the main hall to give her mother another big hug. "Mom, I love you so much."

Without waiting for Jane's mother to react, she ran to hug Jane's father again and said softly, "Dad, I love you too."

The children's affectionate expression to their parents made the two elders smile, and the wrinkles on their faces deepened a little.