In the bustling street, Abao's little body was pushing a wheelchair behind him.
Whenever he saw something novel, he would be excited and curious to touch it, look at it, buy it, and stuff it all into Feng Tianlan's arms.
"Mother" Among the noisy voices on the street, this mother's shout was so clear and sweet that people couldn't help but look over.
In the wind and snow, the little person pushed the wheelchair obediently and sweetly, and sweetly called mother, adding a touch of warmth to the cold winter night.
Back at the inn, A Bao climbed into Feng Tianlan's arms and said, "Mother, can you help A Bao get clean?"
Before Feng Tianlan could answer, A Bao was afraid of her rejection and said first, "A Bao's mother has never helped A Bao bathe.
Daddy is too rude, so my mother will fulfill A Bao's wish, okay?"
" "Okay."
Feng Tianlan responded because of his little eyes.
A Bao's wish was that his mother would help him take a bath.
It was so simple and easy to satisfy.
She really owed A Bao a lot.
After taking a bath, Feng Tianlan was in a hurry to dress Ah Bao.
It was her first time to dress Ah Bao, which seemed very clumsy, but Ah Bao was very patient and still had a smile on his round face, very happy.
After finally helping A Bao put on his clothes, Feng Tianlan was sweating profusely.
She was sorting out the clothes that were still a little messy.
She breathed a long sigh of relief.
Mo Bai must have done a better job than her.
"Mother, come up and put Ah Bao to sleep."
Ah Bao patted the side of the bed with his little hands, blinking and looking at Feng Tianlan.
Feng Tianlan looked at Abao's little hand patting the side of the bed, feeling a little dazed, because once upon a time, Mo Bai also patted the side of the bed like this, asking her to sleep with him.
"Mother" saw Feng Tianlan didn't answer, Abao immediately cried and looked at Feng Tianlan pitifully, as pitiful as he looked.
Feng Tianlan opened her arms and said, "I'll hold you and coax you to sleep."
Her legs were inconvenient, making it difficult for her to get into bed.
"Okay."
Abao rolled out very happily, and then got into Feng Tianlan's arms.
"Mom, please hum a tune for A Bao.
This is how Aunt Lin coaxes her sister."
Listening to Abao's request, Feng Tianlan nodded, "Okay."
Wang'er must be six years old now.
She must be very good-looking.
I wonder if she is like Sister Lin and smiles like this.
She is just a little adult.
After Feng Tianlan finished humming a little tune, Abao continued to ask, "Mom, please tell Abao a story.
This is how auntie coaxes brother Wu Nian."
Feng Tianlan still responded, "Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a father and a mother."
"Abao is a boy, so he only has a father and not a mother?"
Abao blinked and interrupted Feng Tianlan in confusion.
Feng Tianlan shook her head lightly, "No, what story does Abao want to hear?"
"I want to hear my mother's story."
Feng Tianlan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "I don't have a story."
Looking back over the years, what she had experienced was too bloody and cruel, and some were too tragic, so it was not appropriate to tell Abao, not to mention that if she told too much, she would expose herself.
"Then A Bao, let's tell mother a story."
Feng Tianlan looked down at Abao, who had bright eyes open and was not yet sleepy.
He smiled and nodded, "Okay."
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