I was an orphan since I was a child and grew up with my grandmother. Although her family and relatives are very kind to her, she still feels lonely and envies her peers who can be spoiled with her parents, because she knows that she must behave well, be sensible and not let people down.
In fact, Xiao has no mother, but after her father died of illness, her mother remarried early and visited her from her future home. The reason why I know that my mother's present place is not particularly far away, and a two-yuan fare can solve the problem is because grandma asks her to bring a New Year gift to her mother and grandmother every year.
That year, Xiao ran to her mother's house after school in her aunt's kindergarten. What did her mother do? Little one can't remember, but she can't forget when prunes cooked rice soup that night. How delicious is it? Small. I don't remember. I only remember telling my grandmother after the meal that the soup she had at her mother's house was particularly delicious. After grandma asked her what kind of soup it was, she replied that she had a funny expression after cooking rice soup with prunes. It's just that for more than twenty years, Xiao has never forgotten such a thing, as well as the bowl of dried plums and rice soup in memory.
The bowl of boiled rice soup with prunes in my memory is a maternal love that Xiao A dare not expect.
She doesn't love her after all. ...
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