I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

More depressing is yet to come.

An Zimo found that no matter what she did, she couldn't attract An Xiang's attention. She really regarded herself as a tutor. Apart from teaching one plus one equals to a few, there was no extra action except for lunch on the rest day.

No phone, no caring greetings, sparse and ordinary, seemingly close but very distant.

An Zimo was very uncomfortable.

His mother loved him so much and said that she would never leave him, but now it's all changed. She forgot everything, even if she knew the truth, she would no longer spoil him and take care of him as before.

——She doesn't love him anymore.

An Zimo sank into the Dead Sea with a heart.

He started to suffer from insomnia and felt restless all the time. When he was awake at night, only the video on the phone could soothe his emotions. Sometimes he would fall into a nightmare in a trance, seeing his miserable past life in his dreams, and seeing An Xiang lying on the snow-white hospital bed in a haggard form.

He doesn't understand love, don't know how to give, and doesn't know how to express his likes to Ann, so that she can accept him as before.

All of An Zimo's emotions are suppressed in his heart, even if he is no longer anxious, he still faces An Xiang in the most normal state every week.

An Xiang was busy with the adult college entrance examination in September. He was also idle while he was doing the questions. He found out the exercises and looked through it carefully. Naturally, An Xiang who studied hard did not specifically observe An Zimo's mood. Time ticked by ticking, and after lunch time in the blink of an eye, An Xiang didn't stop brushing the questions until there was a sound in his stomach.

She turned her sore wrist to look at An Zimo who was sitting next to her. I don't know when, he has finished ten math problems, and there is no one wrong at first glance, and he does not say anything when he finishes his homework.

Ann wanted to find that his paintings were a little strange.

The whole piece of drawing paper was painted with black watercolor, and the bottom corner of the paper was dotted with a red figure. The top of the little man’s head was shaped like the sun, but it was already occupied by blood-red crayons.

An Xiang's eyelashes trembled and her eyes fell involuntarily.

The boy's crow-feather hair was covered by the sun. His posture was not crooked like other children, his spine was straight, his arms were naturally placed on the table, and he was a little noble.

An Xiang's heart was touched, and he took the initiative to say: "Student Zimo, do you want to go shopping with me?"

An Zimo raised his head and lightly nodded his eyes to meet her.

An Xiang neatly packed his things and took An Zimo out.

The supermarket was only ten minutes away from the apartment where she lived. She didn't lead An Zimo, and walked slowly beside him, always attracted by the various stalls on the side of the road. It is the rush hour of the lunch break, bicycles are rushing on the street, and electric cars use the street as their own living room.

An Zimo twisted his eyebrows and took An Xiang's hand unbearably.

The child's palm was small and soft, and the attention that An wanted to be hooked away suddenly came over.

Realizing what he was doing, An Zimo's ears were red, and his eyes drifted away. Even if he was too nervous, his expression pretended to be calm: "You have not looked at the road and you will be hit. I will lead you. "

His tone is very cute, like a little adult pretending to be mature.

An Xiang froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Thank you, Momo~"

Momo...

This name made An Zimo's eyes go away, and her lips were shyly pursed.

One big and one small hand in hand walked slowly in the street. When passing by a cake shop, An wanted to stop quickly. All kinds of small cakes in the glass window are like hooks, drawing her attention constantly.

An Xiang can't remember when her birthday was, and it's never been. It is said that An Heyuan randomly filled in a date when she applied for her household registration.

Vampires live long and don't care about birthdays each year.

But An Xiang wanted to try it once like an ordinary human being. It must be a wonderful and happy feeling to make a wish at the birthday candle.

This thought passed in a flash, and when An Xiang turned and was about to leave, his arm was violently pulled.

"Momo?"

"Happy birthday." He stared into her eyes and suddenly celebrated her birthday inexplicably.

An Xiang was startled first, then waved his hand: "You misunderstood, today is not my birthday."

"Why not?" An Zimo said, "If you are willing, every day is your birthday."

After saying this, An Zimo turned and entered the cake shop, An Xiang hurriedly followed in.

The cake shop is warmly decorated, and the sweet and creamy taste makes the body and mind comfortable. An Zimo stood still in front of the sample cabinet and asked, "Which one do you like."

The samples are very cute, and each of them makes An Xiang's heart fascinating, making it difficult to choose for a while.

When struggling, An Zimo suddenly said to the clerk: "Hello, every one of them is the same for me."

Ann thought: "???"

Clerk: "???"

This kid is here to smash the scene.

However, An Zimo's expression didn't seem to be a mess, and he said seriously: "Can it be done before seven o'clock?"

"Um..." The clerk couldn't answer, his eyes fell on An Xiang.

She squatted down in a hurry. She took the child's thin arm, her face was embarrassed: "Momo, don't make trouble, if you want to eat cake, I can buy you a small one."

An Zimo didn't make trouble.

Since my mother didn't know how to choose, she didn't choose, because he didn't lack the little money anyway.

An Zimo shook off An Xiang's hand, took out a card from the small schoolbag under the horrified gaze of the two adults, and repeated in aggravated tone: "I want everything in it, and it will be delivered to my home before 7 o'clock. I will also pay for the delivery. You can come out."

"..."

"!!!"

Ann wanted to belch in shock.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask the owner if I can do it." When the clerk encountered this kind of thing for the first time, his scalp numb, and he immediately went to discuss with the owner.

"Momo, we can't finish buying so many things."

There are almost two dozen cake styles in the sample cabinet, and there are double-layer cakes in the bottom row. It is a waste to buy them.

An Zimo was expressionless: "Then it's a waste."

Hey?

Ann wanted to be dumbfounded, how did she think this kid could understand what she was saying.

At this time, the owner hurried over, and after reconfirming that An Zimo needed so many cakes, he took the order decisively and waived the delivery fee.

An Xiang has never seen such a strange child, exquisite and cute, sensible and obedient, and...a lot of money.

Did she really give birth to such a child?

An Xiang conscientiously stared at the beautiful eyebrows in front of her. After seeing it for a long time, she felt a lot more cordial. The original barrier was instantly eliminated at this moment.

"Boss, send a piece of cake to my house, and donate the rest to the orphanage."

As soon as the words were spoken, the boss looked over with wide-eyed eyes.

Ann wanted to be seen shyly, and her eyelashes trembled shyly. "Remember not to disclose our information and let the children celebrate their birthday."

The boss patted his thigh: "No wonder, it turns out that the girl is doing good deeds! So, all these cakes will give you a 20% discount, and there are freshly baked bread on the shelf at the back. You can take two of them back to your children to eat. "

Ann didn't refuse, and left the cake shop with two hot buns.

"Yes, cushion your stomach."

An Zimo took the small bread, and he felt the heat of the bread reach his heart, making his heart hot.

actually……

It doesn't matter if mother never remembers it, he will remember. I remember that she was good and took good care of her, and he will return these good things to An Xiang.

He wants Ann to want to know that she has family, children, and a happy life.

"mother."

"Ok?"

An Zimo was pleasantly surprised to find that An Xiang did not refuse this title. He was immediately overjoyed and jumped in front of her: "Call my dad tonight. Shall we celebrate your birthday together?"

An Xiang slowly chewed on the sweet and delicious bread, frowning her delicate brows: "...but today is not my birthday."

"From now on, it is."

Good, so domineering! ! !

Ann wanted to be persuaded successfully, "Well, you say yes!"

After returning home, An Zimo immediately contacted Pei Yizhou with his mobile phone.

[Little Tiger: Come to celebrate my mother's birthday tonight, remember to bring gifts. I can only help you here. ]

[Silly father:? Your mother's birthday today? ? ? ]

Ann wants a birthday? Why didn't he know.

[Little Tiger: Temporary intention. ]

Pei Yizhou: [? ? ? ]

Can this thing be temporary? ?

[Little tiger: Stop talking nonsense, come on. As long as you can get married, my mother will be my mother again. You must give me a little bit of anger and don't disappoint my kindness to you. ]

Pei Yizhou: "..."

Pei Yizhou: [Who is father? ]

Still no answer.

Pei Yizhou shook his head helplessly, got up and went to the commercial building to buy a temporary birthday gift.

**

The cake shop moved quickly. The birthday cake was delivered to the house before seven o'clock in the evening. Pei Yizhou and his three grandsons followed. Their presence made the living room crowded, the twins were bluffing, noisy, and Pei Chen chased and scolded, and the atmosphere was extremely warm and lively.

Looking at the big family in front of him, he was in a trance.

Once upon a time, she seemed to have seen such a picture.

"Too grandma~"

Ann wanted to hear a soft voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and when she lowered her head to meet Pei Nuo's big bright eyes, she hurriedly bent over, "What's the matter, Nuno."

"Happy birthday." Pei Nuo gave her a picture.

Two adults and a child were painted on it, and there was a chubby orange cat on the bottom of its feet. One of the adults should be her, the orange cat is the one raised by Pei Yizhou’s family, it seems to be called Yang Yang, and the other man is...

"I hope my grandma will remember soon, and continue to be grandpa's wife and grandpa's mother~"

An Xiang was embarrassed and couldn't help looking in Pei Yizhou's direction.

He didn't seem to hear what he was talking with Pei Chen mildly, and he didn't look over until he noticed the line of sight, and gave her a pleasing smile.

An Xiang's thoughts were touched, and she hurriedly shifted her eyes to each other in a panic, carefully put away the picture: "Thank you Nono."

Immediately after, Pei Yan also came over to present a gift, it was a Transformers, "Too grandma, this is my favorite model, now for you." After speaking, he gave the toy a painful look, and he stretched out his hand awe-inspiringly. Look more, for fear of crying on the spot.

An Xiang suffocated a smile: "I understand your kindness, and the gift is just..."

Pei Yan's eyes lit up: "Is the gift unnecessary?"

Ann thought, "Just put away the gift."

Pei Yan: "QAQ" treats it as a cry as a naive one.

Ann wanted to tease the children, but finally returned the toy.

Seeing that it was late, she was going to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"I called the chef, you don't need to be busy today."

As soon as Pei Yizhou's voice fell, several men in chef uniforms poured in one after another. Somehow, this scene made An Xiang very familiar.

Seeing the chef coming in, Pei Nuo's expression was obviously disappointed: "But isn't the great grandfather only eating the rice cooked by the grandmother?"

An Xiang looked blank.

Pei Chen cooperated to explain: "My great grandpa is born with a bad taste, and only what you make can make him taste it."

An Xiang looked at Pei Yizhou in astonishment, and had no idea that Pei Yizhou, who was nearly perfect, had such a problem.

Pei Yizhou interrupted him with a helpless tone: "Pei Chen, don't talk too much."

Pei Chen twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't speak any more.