Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Yun Bixue couldn't help crying again, the tears could not help but flow, all emotions flooded into the sea, and she was not under her control at all.

Yun Bixue held the steamed bun tightly, and the whole person cried without crying.

The woman was very distressed and gently hugged Yun Bixue to appease her, but she was speechless, and her tears fell out.

The mother and daughter hugged each other to warm each other.

Yun Bixue distressed her mother, and her heart was the same as tearing.

Before seeing her mother, she learned that her parents might still be there. For a long time, she would be cranky and think a lot, worrying about whether the mother intentionally left her and her sister.

I also think, does the mother still love her and her sister?

Remember them?

Will she have a new life again? If she looks like this, will she bother her mother...

At that time, there were too many doubts and uncertainties, but no doubt, she did not flinch from her parents.

But now when she sees her mother like this, she really doesn't need to ask anything, and there is no doubt that her mother still loves her, as before.

But she preferred that her mother leave them to enjoy life and go hungry, rather than what she is now.

It made her uncomfortable, and she didn't know what to do.

Although Yun Bixue couldn't help crying, she firmly told herself that she must rescue her mother, take good care of her mother, and heal her, whether it's legs or throat.

The woman couldn't speak, she was in a hurry, she could only cry, patting Yun Bixue's back gently, just like holding her to coax her as a child.

Yun Bixue leaned in the woman's arms, and this embrace was the warmest and safest.

This is the taste of my mother. After more than ten years, I really found it. Yun Bixue was afraid that this was a dream. She grasped the woman's arm tightly. Even so, the buns were still held in her hand.

She can imagine that it may be difficult for her mother to get a bun, and she should cherish it, not waste any food at all.

In fact, I haven’t seen it for more than ten years. The mother and daughter have a lot to say, but the woman can’t speak, and Yun Bixue doesn’t know what to say. She was silent for a while, but her heart was sticking together.

Soon, Yun Bixue groaned in the stomach. In fact, she hadn't eaten since yesterday, and it's not easy to support it now. The woman quickly released Yun Bixue, anxiously compared with her hands, let her eat quickly, and then let Yun Bixue eat the bowl she just got.

Yun Bixue sucked his nose and tried to wipe away the tears with the back of her hand. Before she started, the woman gently wiped her tears with her hands.

Yun Bixue was like a little girl, warm in her heart, enjoying her mother's care, but this kind of warmth also contained pain and sadness.

"Mom, we eat together. You don't eat, I don't eat. I don't eat hungry."

Under Yun Bixue's insistence, a bun, mother and daughter ate together, a bitter meal, but also happy.

Yun Bi Xuejue's steamed buns are really delicious. She never felt that a steamed bun could be so delicious. She ate in small bites and was reluctant to eat them.

The woman, too, only ate a few bites, so she should save Yun Bixue.

When it was almost over, Yun Bixue heard footsteps not far away, and several people were in a hurry.

"No, there are footsteps."

After the mother and daughter looked at each other in pairs, they entered the state of confrontation.

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