"Mom, go out." She took Feng Jingrou's hand, "An An wants to... go out."
Feng Jingrou naturally responded to every request.
I combed Qin Anan's hair into a cute Nezha style, put on a pink princess dress, and took her little hand to go out on the street.
As a child, Qin Anan didn't want to go to the amusement park or go shopping, so she took her mother on City Walk along the tree-lined avenues in Shanghai.
As we walked, we arrived at the street where the small Western-style building was located.
Feng Jingrou's heart trembled and she suddenly stopped.
Qin Anan clearly felt that her hands were getting colder rapidly.
"Mom?" She tilted her little head and looked at Feng Jingrou worriedly.
I really want to meet my grandparents and ask them why they don't want my mom anymore. Such a wonderful mom, why would they not want her?!
[But, wouldn't it be too rash for me to take her there without her mother's consent?]
【Will Mom be sad? 】
She suddenly felt uneasy.
She shouldn't do anything that would make her mother sad.
My mother has an older brother, so the little boy living in the small Western-style building is most likely the grandson of my grandparents.
The son and grandson are wealthy elites in Shanghai and are well cared for by their grandparents.
However, the daughter was wasted away by the day-to-day farm life.
A huge gap can crush a person in an instant.
Qin Anan initially only wanted to find out the truth, but ignored her mother's psychological endurance.
Compared to mom's happiness, the truth is actually not important at all.
"Mom, let's go!...This way." Qin Anan used all her strength to pull Feng Jingrou's hand and suddenly walked in the opposite direction.
Feng Jingrou remained motionless.
The big hand tightly grasped Qin Anan's small hand, her head lowered, her bangs covering her eyes, making it impossible to see her expression.
After a while, she squatted down and stared at Qin Anan intently.
Qin Anan clearly saw tears flashing in her mother's eyes, but she was smiling.
"An An, Mommy will take you to meet your grandparents, okay?"
She also wants the truth and an answer.
Qin Anan was very worried about Feng Jingrou: "...Mom."
【Is it really okay for Mom? 】
Feng Jingrou smiled, picked her up and walked slowly forward along the sidewalk.
With every step she took, her body stiffened, but she never stopped.
As I walked to the front of the small building, I suddenly saw a familiar figure.
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