"Sure I am, then Mom won't hate me anymore, right?" Sang Qiao's childlike face was all smiles, today felt like a dream to her.
"Yes, Mommy loves you," Mrs. Sang reached out to embrace her daughter, both hands trembling.
"Big brother loves you too," Sang Nanfeng's eyes were equally red, he stood alongside watching the scene, whether it was a dream or not, it was unforgettable for him.
"Mmm-hmm."
"Let's eat first, or it will all get cold, Qiaoqiao, I know you like shrimp, I've peeled them for you, you can eat them straight away."
Mrs. Sang led her daughter to the dining table and placed the shrimp she had peeled earlier beside her.
None of her other sons received such treatment, and Sang Shen immediately protested, "What about me?"
"Peel them yourself," Sang Nanfeng decisively grabbed a shrimp with the shell on and tossed it into his second brother's bowl.
