Xiao Xiao carefully wiped the dishes in his hand and said carelessly.

"cousin?"

"Yan Yan?!" Xiao's mother suddenly reacted after being stunned, and the bowl in her hand almost fell down.

Xiao Xiao quickly held the bowl that was about to slide out of Xiao's mother's hand with quick eyes and hands.

"Um."

"Is that true?" Xiao's mother looked a little dazed. When she talked about Yan Yan, she remembered her brother who died early and her deceased mother.

She knew that child, and her mother was also worried about when she died.

Yes, a child who was so young back then had not yet completely emerged from the pain of losing his father, and had to accept a new father and a new family.

The fear and fear in the child's eyes seemed to be still vivid in his mind.

I still remember that at that time, the child was holding his mother and his hands tightly, with his thin fingers, holding them with a nearly spasm-like force, as if he was holding the last duckweed. She could even see the bulging veins on the back of the child's pale hands.

"Is she... OK?"

After the initial surprise, Xiao's mother relieved her overly excited mood. After all, there was no news for ten years. Suddenly, she said she had met her and she would inevitably lose her composure.

"My cousin is very good, uncle...aunt is very good too."
Chapter completed!