"Xiaoyu grew up in our family when I was little."

Song Zhiyu smiled and said, "Your father and I have long regarded him as his second parents."

"Your Uncle Yu has more free time now, but how can you make up for the time spent with you when you were a child by simply spending more time with you when you're older?"

As she spoke, she seemed somewhat regretful.

Xu Zhaozhao deeply agreed with her words.

Following the original story's trajectory, the original owner being brutally murdered by the main villain is a bloody example.

He left his parents at a young age, and not long after returning home, he went abroad to become a trainee.

It's really lucky that Yu Yao can still be a sunny and cheerful young man.

Xu Zhaozhao washed the remaining vegetables, and Song Zhiyu pushed her out of the kitchen, saying that she must cook herself today.

Helplessly, I retreated from the kitchen and saw Yu Yao still standing in front of the daffodils, staring at them in a daze.

"Aren't those expensive flowers in the back garden much prettier than these daffodils?"

Xu Zhaozhao walked to his side and said softly.

Her intuition told her that Yu Yao was definitely more familiar with the Xu family compound than she was; she knew she had glimpsed some things when she came in, and he couldn't possibly not know.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it successfully brought Yu Yao back to her senses.

His puppy eyes reflected Xu Zhaozhao's image, and he couldn't help but smile, "Sister Zhaozhao."

"I'm thinking about some things from my childhood."

"oh?"

Xu Zhaozhao paused for a moment, but quickly recovered and reached out to touch the daffodil in full bloom.

"Tell me about it."

She was also quite curious to know what childhood was like in Yu Yao's eyes.

He said with a smile, "I've already said it, I just wanted to reminisce about the goldfish I raised three times, and they all died three times."

"Don't be too sad."

Seeing that his hand was also on the daffodils, Xu Zhaozhao withdrew her hand.

"The roots of daffodils are poisonous, so it's normal that the small fish can't survive."

It's impossible that Mom and Dad didn't know this principle; it seems that this was also a form of indulgence towards Xiao Yuyao.

Yu Yao nodded. "Thinking back on these childhood memories now has a unique kind of fun."

He tilted his head and looked at Xu Zhaozhao.

When she came, she deliberately tore off the scar patch that was trying to cover it up, and even applied concealer to cover up her wound.

Only when she was so close did Yu Yao notice something unusual.

Her gaze returned to the daffodils, her eyelids drooping to conceal the emotions in her eyes.

He was a live audience member at the scene yesterday, so of course he knew how Xu Zhaozhao got the wound on her lip.

The fist hung limply to the side, its fingertips white.

Her voice was perfectly normal as she calmly asked, "Does your sister still remember... things from when we were little?"

"I don't quite remember."

Xu Zhaozhao answered truthfully.

"Hey little fish! Time to eat!"

Just as Yu Yao was about to say something, Song Zhiyu called them to go eat.

"Here you are."

Xu Zhaozhao responded and went towards the dining table.

Yu Yao watched her retreating figure, then turned to look at the daffodils.

It was near the window, and its small yellow and white flowers swayed gently, looking quite lovely.

It's okay, sister. I will remember you forever.

...

Xu Zhaozhao came out of the Xu family compound, and night had already quietly fallen.

My mother seems to be someone who never lifts a finger, but her culinary skills are comparable to those of many five-star hotels.

Most of the dishes were Chinese, and Xu Zhaozhao ate until she was stuffed.

When they got home, Gu Yulin immediately came to greet her, saying with a touch of pride, "Mom, I'm applying your medicine again tonight!"

Without a doubt, Yu Yu must have received Gu Qingyan's "instructions" again.

"Okay, okay."

Xu Zhaozhao agreed indulgently, carefully removed her makeup, and leaned closer for Gu Yulin to apply the medicine.

The familiar cool and refreshing feeling.

Xu Zhaozhao opened Weibo and scrolled through it, saying that she had to wait ten minutes before she could apply the scar patch.

#Fu Mouze sentenced for tax evasion#

Former real estate tycoon imprisoned#

#Even a CEO without a tongue can still operate a sewing machine#

...

Upon seeing the third one, Xu Zhaozhao almost burst out laughing.

I had to desperately hold it in to prevent my lips from splitting open in laughter.

Luckily he held it in, otherwise the domineering CEO without a tongue would be even more guilty!

Beijing police (v): With the assistance of Ms. Xu, a kind-hearted citizen, and others, the suspect Fu Mouze was successfully apprehended.

Despite a severe warning from the tax bureau, Fu Mouze was still unable to repay the debt; meanwhile, the evidence of group sexual misconduct was conclusive, and Fu Mouze himself confessed to both charges. All evidence has been submitted to the court.

In the end, only the stray dogs in my park got hurt. [heartbroken][heartbroken]

[Oh my, isn't this my tongueless, domineering CEO? He can't even speak anymore, how did he manage to confess so readily?!]

"Go inside and work on a sewing machine to pay back the money, pshaw!"

Shouldn't this warrant a death sentence? May he be reborn into a better life, so he won't be a dog again.

...

Upon hearing the news, Xu Zhaozhao felt an urge to set off firecrackers in celebration.

Fu Huiqi finally went to work on the sewing machine!

"Mom, lower your head a little."

Ten minutes later, Xu Zhaozhao turned off her phone, lowered her head, and let Gu Yulin apply the scar patch to the corner of her mouth.

Then she opened her tablet and busily tapped on the screen with her two little hands.

Soon, Xu Zhaozhao's phone started vibrating, and more than once.

Unlocking my phone revealed a message from a WeChat group chat.

[One minute ago]

Little Pig: @A Little Fish Remember to remind Mom to change the dressing.

A little fish: I already changed it for Mom, you don't need to tell me!

A little fish: [Give myself a thumbs up.jpg]

Shh: [Facepalm][Facepalm]

What strange competitive spirit is this between father and son again?

Son, you shouldn't waste your brain on things like changing emojis...

Out of respect for her son's hard work, Xu Zhaozhao promptly stole the freshly made emoji pack from Yu Yu.

Shh: [Give myself a thumbs up.jpg]

Two minutes later.

Piglet: [Give myself a thumbs up.jpg]

Shh: ...

A small fish: ...

Xu Zhaozhao stopped arguing with those two childish kids and went upstairs to wash up.

As Xu Zhaozhao passed by the window, she looked down at the broken trunk of the peach tree. Many new green buds had sprouted, almost completely surrounding it...

Connecting her morning memories with the peach tree before her, Xu Zhaozhao began to think of something.

Gu Qingyan treasures this peach tree so much, could it be... that the seed he grabbed at the full moon was from this peach tree?

Aside from this peach tree, there don't seem to be any other special plants in the house.

Xu Zhaozhao rushed to Yu Yu's bedroom door.

QQ.

"Baby, can Mommy come in?"

"Um."

Gu Yulin's voice came from inside, and Xu Zhaozhao opened the door and went in.

He was still sitting on the blanket, assembling the building blocks. He had made more progress than Xu Zhaozhao had seen a few days ago, and he was almost finished assembling the shoes.

But Xu Zhaozhao didn't pay much attention to distributing the building blocks. Instead, she excitedly sat down next to Gu Yulin, fiddling with them.

"Yuyu, when you were little...did your mother ever let you catch any lucky charms?"