Little Youchen also laughed. The laughs of the two children were so innocent.
"Ah... the shrimps and crabs are running away. They're all running away."
Xiao Shuangning then realized that the shrimps and crabs that Xiao Youchen had worked so hard to catch were thrown on the ground by her, and they all quickly crawled back into the water.
She bent down in a panic, trying to stop the shrimps and crabs from escaping.
"Ningning, forget it, don't chase me anymore, your hand is still injured! We'll catch him another day, another day."
"Can--"
Xiao Shuangning watched helplessly as the last shrimp jumped into the river with a splash, pouting and nodding.
The two picked up their schoolbags that had been thrown on the riverbank and walked hand in hand towards home, talking and laughing. Little Shuangning was not unhappy about eating lobsters, she was smiling happily.
Under the setting sun, the scene looks particularly beautiful.
Zhang Xiaoqin waited at home all afternoon, returning home repeatedly to look for Wu Ju, but each time to no avail. She never saw any sign of Wu Ju. It wasn't until dusk that she heard the clatter of pots and pans from the house next door and a faint light in the yard. She hurried home, her child in hand, to look for Wu Ju.
As soon as she entered the door, she grabbed Wu Ju, who was busy in the kitchen, and pulled her into the house.
"What are you doing? I haven't washed the rice yet. Where are you taking me?" Wu Ju complained dissatisfiedly.
"Mother, please keep your voice down. I have something to tell you."
Zhang Xiaoqin quickly pulled Wu Ju into the house and closed the door.
Seeing her mysterious expression, Wu Ju asked in confusion, "What's going on? Look how secretive you are! Besides me, there's no one in this family who can understand what we're saying. Is this really necessary?"
Wu Ju wiped the water off her hands on her apron repeatedly and sat down on the stool in the room.
Zhang Xiaoqin lowered her voice and said, "Mother, help me get undressed early tomorrow morning and find an excuse to take me to town."
"What? Let me help you get out? You don't have a fever, do you? Your legs are on your body, you can go if you want. It's not like you don't know the way, so why do you have to let me take you there?"
When Wu Ju heard this, she felt that what Zhang Xiaoqin said was incomprehensible and responded to Zhang Xiaoqin with sharp words.
"Mother, no matter whether you pretend to be sick or find some other way, you must take me away from them in front of the old couple. They will take care of the children at home."
"Xiaoqin! What's wrong with you? How come you've confused my mother?"
"Mother, don't ask anymore. Remember, tomorrow morning, pretend to be sick. The more serious the better. Let me take you to town. Remember that. I'm going back first."
Wu Ju was still confused, but Zhang Xiaoqin had already hurriedly opened the door and walked out. She left so quickly that Wu Ju didn't have time to ask any more questions.
The night, as peaceful as any before, was silently swallowed up by the day, and soon the morning star appeared in the east.
Zhang Xiaoqin got up earlier than usual. After a simple tidying up, she began to wait anxiously for Wu Ju to arrive.
The child seemed to have realized something and was particularly well-behaved today. He didn't make any noise or fuss and just sat there looking at Zhang Xiaoqin intently.
Zhang Xiaoqin squatted down and looked at the child's pitiful eyes. Her heart trembled slightly, and a trace of pity flashed through her mind.
She gently stroked the child's face, trying hard to remember the child's familiar face.
"Mother……"
The child held Zhang Xiaoqin's hand tightly with his little hand, opened his bright red mouth, and squeezed out two vague words from his lips.
The pronunciation was really not standard, but Zhang Xiaoqin could still hear that it was the long-lost word "Mom".
Yes, she hadn't heard these two words for a long time. She was a little confused. It seemed that only at this moment did she realize that she was a mother, and the child in front of her was the one she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy.
Her two sons were taken away by Jiang Fu, and she never saw them again, so the word "mother" was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
"Jiaorong..."
Her expression was a little heavy, as if she was about to say something, but at this time Wu Ju came as scheduled and interrupted what she was about to say next.
Wu Ju looked miserable as she stumbled into the Fu family's courtyard, holding onto the wall with one hand and her stomach with the other. It was a very convincing act, and both mother and daughter were truly skilled actors.
"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much, Xiaoqin! Take me to the hospital quickly! My stomach is in terrible pain."
Zhang Xiaoqin quickly suppressed the pity in her heart and ran to Wu Ju to support her arm. "Mother, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Seeing this, Mother Fu, who was feeding the pigs in the yard, dropped the pig food scoop in her hand and walked over to express her concern.
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