My mother didn't have many photos taken during her lifetime; the photos used for her memorial portrait were all cropped from her ID card.
The photo in Xiao Xinyan's hand was a miniature version of her mother's portrait.
Although it was just a casual ID photo, you can still tell that Yanbao's mother is a woman with elegant and gentle features.
Moreover, she has a beautiful name—Sang Zhirou.
“She must have been a gentle woman when she was alive,” Zhong Jingyi said, seeing the photo in Yanbao’s hand.
Not noticing her mother enter the room, Xiao Yanbao was startled, turned to look at Zhong Jingyi, and softly called out, "Mom..."
Zhong Jingyi didn't say anything, but walked over to her side and gently hugged her daughter.
It's only natural for a child to miss their biological mother, and Zhong Jingyi felt no jealousy at all; instead, she felt a deep tenderness for Xiao Yanbao.
She also developed an inexplicable fondness for Xiao Yanbao's mother.
Despite her difficult and impoverished life, she raised and educated Xiao Yanbao very well.
She is a woman worthy of admiration.
After quietly holding the little baby for a while, Zhong Jingyi asked softly, "Yanbao, do you miss your mom?"
Looking at the black and white photo of her mother in her hand, Xiao Yanbao pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.
Her heart was filled with sorrow, yet she couldn't shed a single tear.
She really missed her mother.
Seemingly sensing her longing and sorrow, Zhong Jingyi's eyes also reddened.
"Yanbao, spend some time alone with Mommy. Call Mommy when you need her." Zhong Jingyi gently patted Xiao Xinyan's head before getting up and leaving the room.
“Mother…” Little Yanbao stared at his mother’s portrait for a long time, his little nose twitched with tears, and though no tears came out, his voice choked with emotion: “Yanyan misses you so much.”
She hadn't slept in her mother's arms for a long time, and she missed that unique warmth very much.
The little girl sadly lowered her head, then picked up a red string her mother had left her and stared at it intently. Stringed on the red string was a perfectly smooth peach pit and a white, jade-like pig's shinbone.
This is something that most children in the countryside wear; it's said to prevent them from being frightened.
When Xiao Yanbao was one month old, her mother tied a red string around her neck. The beautiful knots on the string were hand-woven by her mother, and each knot carried her mother's love and a special meaning.
What exactly does it mean? Xiao Yanbao wasn't quite sure, but it could ward off evil spirits...
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