Ding Xiang helplessly stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, but unexpectedly Huajiao made a subconscious move and hid slightly.

Ding Xiang's hand froze in the air. Well, although her daughter didn't seem to blame her, she actually blamed her in her heart.

She could completely understand this. Anyone who was forced by his biological mother to work as a maid in a wealthy family at the age of seven or eight would not feel comfortable.

Even if we are close to each other by blood and family, we will not care about it in words, but we will still care in our hearts.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? Others will misunderstand that I am scolding you." Ding Xiang slowly put down her hand, the smile on her face never diminishing.

Huajiao shook her head, indicating that she didn't mean it.

Ding Xiang looked at her serious look and couldn't help but laugh.

Huajiao looked confused when she saw her mother laughing for no reason.

Such an innocent child, Ding Xiang couldn't help but feel protective in her heart.

"It's good that you're not being bullied at home. If anyone dares to bully you, don't be weak. Be tough and be willing to take risks. Others will be afraid if they see it." Ding Xiang began to impart her experience, hoping that her daughter would listen.

"Mom, how can you teach Third Sister to fight?" Sangua looked disapproving, saying she was not good at fighting.

Ding Xiang gently tapped Sangua's little head: "What do you know, little guy? If someone bullies you to the point of shitting your head, why don't you resist?"

"Mom, don't hit me on the head all the time. I'm going to study in the future. What should I do if I hit too hard?" Sangua hugged his head and puffed up his face.

Ding Xiang couldn't help but feel happy, and rubbed her little son's face with her hands: "Little clever guy, your mouth is getting sharper and sharper now."

Huajiao looked at the harmonious scene of mother and son in front of her, and the shock in her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Ever since she could remember, her mother had disliked her little brother.

Because my younger brother is in poor health, he always needs to see a doctor and take medicine, which costs the family no idea how much money he has spent.

At that time, my mother regarded money as her life, so she naturally disliked this gold-eating beast in the family. Being beaten and scolded was commonplace.

I have never seen such a scene of loving mother and filial piety in my dreams.

But now, it was happening before her eyes.

"Huajiao, it was my mother's fault in the past that made you suffer so much." Ding Xiang looked at her surprised daughter with a smile on her face, "Don't worry, my mother is saving money now. When the time comes, I will save you."

Redeem it and our family can be reunited."

Redemption? Reunion?

Lin Huajiao was shocked. She thought there was something wrong with her ears, or maybe it was an auditory hallucination or fantasy?

After so many years, she didn't know her clearly, and she thought her mother had given up on her long ago.

As a result, he suddenly came to find her today and told her that he would help her redeem her life and made her new clothes.

All of this is so unreal, just like a dream.

"Okay, Mom has told you everything you need to say. If you want to be nice, Mom and your little brother will leave first."

Ding Xiang shook her hand at the stunned Huajiao, knowing very well that her coming today would have a great impact on her daughter's heart, and she needed time to digest it properly.

Lin Huajiao suddenly woke up when she saw her mother turning around and walking away with her younger brother.

"Mom, please wait a moment."

She yelled and ran after him.

Ding Xiang stopped and looked back at her daughter who was running towards her: "Why, what's the matter?"

"Mom, you'd better take the money." Lin Huajiao thrust the money bag into Ding Xiang's hand again. Seeing that she was about to refuse, he quickly said, "Didn't you just say that you want to help me redeem my life?"

Ding Xiang nodded and stared into her daughter's eyes seriously.

The mother and daughter looked at each other for a while, as if everything was in silence.

"Huajiao, wait for me, mother." Dingxiang silently put the money bag away and said goodbye to Huajiao again.

Huajiao watched her mother and brother go away, and then she silently walked toward the back door of Zhang's house until no one could be seen.

Although there was no expression on his face, he could hardly suppress his excitement in his heart.

When he entered the house, he met the old lady Li who had reported the news to him. Seeing that she was expecting a happy event, he quickly came forward to gossip.

"Is there something good going on? It will make you happy."

Huajiao touched her face, was her expression so obvious?

"This is the first time I see you smile. You girl, you are like a piece of wood all day long. You only look like a human being after meeting your relatives."

Huajiao didn't pay attention to Mrs. Li's chatter. She walked around her and walked towards the yard where she worked.

Finally, everything that needed to be done was done. Although it took some time, Ding Xiang was still very happy.

When the mother and son arrived at the gate of the town, they found that Da Gua had been waiting there for a long time, and the ox cart was piled with the raw materials for the two pastries.

Ding Xiang nodded with satisfaction. This pile of raw materials, plus what she would secretly buy from the mall later, should be enough for several days.

She estimated in her mind that imitations would soon appear on the market.

Pastries cannot be kept for a long time, so after tomorrow, production seems to be reduced.
Chapter completed!