Xunxun turned her head and saw her hurriedly coming downstairs. She awkwardly looked at her son, "Baby."
Xunxun smiled at her and squinted slightly, "Mom, good morning."
His eyes were a bit red, but if you didn't look closely, it wasn't too noticeable. She went over and sat down next to her son, "Baby, sorry for yesterday."
Xunxun shook his head, momentarily pausing with the fork in his hand, looking at her, "Mom, Dad already apologized for you. I forgive you and Dad, but only just this once;
Dad said you cried for a long time yesterday. Mom, I'm sorry."
This "Dad" was said so naturally and smoothly.
Mou Wen's mood inexplicably improved a bit, and she kissed her son on the forehead, "Well, thank you, baby."
Xunxun seemed a bit shy, "You're welcome, Mom. Next Friday, there's a parent-child activity at kindergarten. Mom, can you and Dad come with me?"
Mou Wen nodded, "I have no problem. Does your dad have time?"
