Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Small rain, do you know? It was raining that you were born, so your name is called light rain," she hugged her daughter more tightly, then opened the umbrella, and this was the storm. In the middle, the rain kept falling on her back, wet her back, the cold wind blew through it, it was very cold and very cold, but the little raindrops in her arms were lying in her arms, and her little face was tightly attached. Holding her mother's chest, in the arms of her mother who is not wide, thin and thin, she has the most secure protection from a party. She yawned a little. The corners of her lips were still raised.

And she didn't know that her mother was using her body and her entire life to protect her little one.

Time passes in a minute and a second. Before we even notice it, we will find out that time is really here. Some people are old, some are grown up, and some people are dead.

"Bang ..." Not a big knock on the door, and then a middle-aged woman opened the door. She looked strangely, but nobody saw it. And she lowered her head, but there was a loving smile on her face. She squatted down and looked down at this even her thigh.

"Small rain, come to help mother collect clothes?"

And the child standing in front of her nodded her head strongly, her face like an apple was really beautiful, her long hair draped over her shoulders softly, she could n’t think of it, her face was red and red Tender, eyes wide, lips murmured, showing a very shy smile.

"It's really the same as my mother-in-law thought that our little raindrops grew longer and more beautiful, like mother," slightly stroking the child's tender little face with rough fingers. Although a little uncomfortable, the child still smiled and shy .

"Well, you wait for your next step. Mother-in-law goes to get your clothes for you." She stood up and walked inside, while the child stood in place, with a pair of big curious eyes, but did not follow up.

Soon, the middle-aged woman appeared again, holding a few clothes in her arms. Although there were not many, she could pick up with one hand, but for the small and excessive child in front of her, it was Some more.

"Come on in the rain," she put her clothes in the child's arms, and the child's two small arms clasped tightly.

"Oh yes," the middle-aged woman seemed to have thought of again, took out a candy from her arms.

"Xiaoyudian, this is from your mother-in-law, you can eat it," she bought it for her granddaughter, but there is just one left, you can give to the cute in front.

The child shook her little head obediently. "Mom said, you can't ask for anything else." The sweet voice softened the child's unique tenderness, but although she said so, her eyes were always inseparable. Drive that sugar.

Actually, she really wanted it, but her mother said. .

"Oh, it doesn't matter, this is what your mother-in-law gave you. If you do n’t want a little rain, then your mother-in-law will be angry," said the middle-aged woman with a smile on her face.

What a good child, so sensible, if the heart really teaches a child, a three-year-old child, the child in her family is two years older than Xiaoyudian. I usually see other people ’s things and do n’t grab them if I like Absolutely will not give up, or else cry or make trouble.