Chapter 1

I looked at the first floor with my head and glanced at me, and my uneasy heart relaxed a little.

He tiptoed into the house.

He looked up at the upstairs.

very good!

The figure of mother was not there either.

The hanging heart fell suddenly, and I could finally go to the ground a little.

Is there a possibility that she went out with her good sisters?

This idea comes together.

I felt more relaxed.

Oh...

I scared myself.

I went upstairs carelessly and when I arrived at the kitchen, I immediately smelled a strong smell of food on my nose.

What was burned?

Why is it so delicious...

I calmed down and walked over according to the smell. I found that the rice cooker at home was cooking, and layers of rice foam had already poured out from the outlet of the rice cooker.

Check out the time.

It's already burned.

now.

My stomach is also very hungry. I just thought about it and I didn’t have time to eat it.

Turn on the rice cooker.

When the heat dissipates, the foam disappears.

Only then did I realize it was a pot of porridge.

However, the water is a little too low, making the porridge look a bit dry. If you cook it for a while, it will probably turn into a meal.

And there were several mushrooms in the pot.

The induced fragrance of mountain delicacies is really nice.

Just after smelling this, my stomach was already roaring.

Oh, there is no such thing as cooking porridge. Put the whole mushroom in it, and at least cut it, and there is a little water left.

I commented.

No need to think about it, you know that it was my mother who did it all.

Although it is not very good, it smells quite fragrant, and it should be thanks to these mushrooms.

To be on the safe side.

I shouted: Mom, are you at home?

After a while.

No response.

I immediately thought: I cooked food at home and went out again, I'm afraid it's just for me to eat

My mother rarely cooks, and there are two whims.

Most of the time, I am doing it. A busy person like her doesn’t have time to polish her cooking skills. It usually takes things hastily. The attitude of dealing with it really makes it difficult for her, the mother of the director.

In his busy schedule, he cooked himself and cooked a meal for his son.

I took some from the bowl.

Then take out your phone, find your mother, click on the chat box, and start typing information.

Mom, I came back late today. My stomach felt a little uncomfortable. I went to the hospital for a check-up. And... I have already eaten the food you made, it’s so delicious!

Then.

I took a photo of my job again and sent it to me.

I'm very afraid of my mother.

I hope that through these consecutive flatteries, she will not pursue the reason why I came back late tonight.

Holding the spoon, I scooped a spoonful, and tasted it. The fresh and sweet feeling slowly spread in my mouth.

Take a bite of the hot mushroom.

After the entrance, a strange fragrance suddenly exploded in my mouth, causing my eyes to shine.

This mushroom...is too delicious. Where did my mother get it?

I couldn't help but praise.

And at the same time.

Zhang Yarui, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Take a nap for a while.

The feeling of fatigue that was pressing on the body faded a little.

The reason why I wake up.

Gain woke her up from her dream when he heard a mom.

Is it a short dream?

Zhang Yarui slowly sat up and sat by the bed for a while. She stood up, pushed open the door, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Dada dada...

The sounds of high heels gradually rang out.

When you hear the first sound.

My heart skipped a beat.

I thought my mother was out, but I didn't expect that she had been at home, in her bedroom.

I swallowed the food in my mouth and began to think of countermeasures in my mind.

His body turned stiffly and looked at his mother.

mom……

Hear me.

My mother looked cold and said nothing, glanced at me, her eyes falling on her job.

How about it?

This inquiry made my heart relax.

Just don't follow my problem.

He hurriedly smiled and said: Mom, your cooking skills are getting better and better, delicious!

I saw my mother snorting softly, and didn't care about me anymore. She walked towards the rice cooker and looked in the pot, and there was still a lot left.

I picked up a porcelain bowl and put some in it.

She was very hungry now and fell asleep but didn't notice it. After waking up, the feeling of hunger became stronger and stronger.

Holding porridge.

Zhang Yarui sat in her seat.

Usually, my son liked to sit in the main seat of the square table, and she sat on the side. Now, since her son was sitting in that position, she could only sit in the main seat.

After looking at his son's bowl, he had finished eating, and then looked at his tight face.

Zhang Yarui is really angry and funny.

I used to feel resentment and wanted to trouble my son, but now I've become much weaker. Maybe I was in a good mood when I woke up, or maybe the fragrance of the kitchen was so refreshing.

After eating, I went to scoop it again, and there was still something in the pot. Zhang Yarui said.

These words felt very hard in my ears, as if they were commanding, which made my little heart feel uneasy again.

Holding the bowl, stood up and walked towards the rice cooker.

There was still some porridge left in it, and finally it was poured into my bowl.

Wait until I fall back to my seat.

My mother's inquiry sounded in my ears: What did you do tonight?

Um?

These words made me tighten, but in the face of my strong psychological adjustment, I quickly calmed down.

Mom, I'm not sending you the message

information?

Zhang Yarui was a little confused.

Before going to bed, she put her phone in the bedroom, but when she went downstairs, she forgot to look at her phone.

I saw my mother like this.

I knew she didn't see the message I sent.

I immediately explained: Me, I feel uncomfortable today, so I delayed going to the hospital

Mom put down the spoon and looked over.

For me, the atmosphere between me and my mother seemed pretty good tonight. I was not very annoyed by her, so I smiled and said: Mom, it's okay

Then.

In order to show that I was really okay, I ate a few more bites of porridge and praised: This porridge is so sweet

When I looked at my mother, her face softened a lot, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

I scratched my head.

I feel so strange tonight. My mother is not as cold as usual, and I don’t feel upset when I see her.

This rare family warmth made me enjoy it.

It's just why I feel my eyes... are a little dissipated.

I didn't think much about it, leaned on the chair, touched my belly with both hands, and enjoyed the calm atmosphere. This may be the sense of family that I dreamed of.

It’s not like when my mother and I meet, either I quarrel with her or she quarrels with me, which makes each other’s relationships broken.

now.

Zhang Yarui looked at her son and saw that he looked full of emotion, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Suddenly.

She felt that she loved to laugh now.

In the past, she always had to take responsibility for her son as a strict mother, just to avoid the situation where the kind mother defeated her son too much, and to give him the strictest discipline to prevent him from falling into depravity.

Now.

Looking at his son's well-behaved look, it seemed that the obedient son who used to be back.

Zhang Yarui felt sweet in her heart, her mouth opened and she allowed a spoonful of porridge.

After a while.

Mom~ You don't feel that the lights in our house are pretty beautiful, colorful

I said.

In my sight, I saw the chandelier hanging on the top, like a marquee, with green and orange, yellow and green constantly changing, which made me feel extremely interesting.

At this time, Zhang Yarui only felt that her body was soft and her son's words were like a mountain, conveying them to her heart.

Raise your head slowly.

The phoenix eyes were slightly narrow, and he looked at the chandelier. What caught his eye was not the light, but the happy smile that his son showed when he called his mother at all ages.

Um?

What's going on?

Zhang Yarui felt something was wrong, but her extremely flexible mind in the past was so dull that she looked at the chandelier with a blank look. The smiling faces that belonged to her son were smiling at herself.

A sweet feeling gradually rose in Zhang Yarui's heart, and her red lips that didn't smile were revealed at this moment, revealing the most sincere emotions, and she smiled so beautifully.

Son, you look so good when you smile

Zhang Yarui sincerely praised her.

It took a long time to go.

I just accepted what my mother said. I was sitting next to me, and I always felt that the speed of the words was transmitted, like a mountain or a river, which was heard by my ears.

Did I laugh?

I raised my hand and touched my mouth. Did you smile?It seems there is...

Time flows tightly.

I kept looking at the chandelier. The changing colors gradually turned into my mother's standing photo, which looked like home, office, and during a trip.

What surprised me was that my mother's face was full of smiles, and she could not see any harshness and sternness, as if she had changed her own person.

Mom...you look good

I started to talk to myself.

After a while.

My mother's voice rang lazily: Where is mom's good-looking?I'm so angry with you, and I'm so angry about it.

At this moment.

It seems that I can only process single information in my mind. If it were usual, I would definitely be suspicious. Is this still my mother?

But now.

I didn't think about anything, what she asked, what I answered.

I know you are for my own good. Although I am very strict with me, it does not prevent you from being my beautiful mother. She is so sexy and charming. Before, I couldn't help but masturbate with your stockings before.

If it were before!

I will never say such a secret matter in my life, and I will definitely take it into the coffin even if I die.

But now...

But my mind is like a password lock, I dare to say anything and don’t care about the result.

In the ears.

My mother's faint laughter sounded, and the laughter revealed a sense of expectation that was indeed the case.

Humph...how many times have you?You don't need the airplane cup I bought for you. Are you deliberately fighting with me?

I leaned against the chair and shook my head.

I feel that my mind is very dull now.

I don't remember it, it's been several times. I saw my mother wearing stockings, so she was so stubborn. Every time, I was so tough, so I was not interested in the airplane cup.

Son, you are looking for a fight!You know what!This is a disease!

Mom laughed and said.

Zhang Yarui feels strange now...