Huo Mian's a Crybaby (5)

Because her mother was great at cooking, Huo Mian rarely cooked. Now that she was cooking, Yang Meirong felt incredibly comforted by her daughter's gesture.

She sat on the couch eating sunflower seeds and watching TV shows. For some reason, hints of warmth crept into her heart.

Although Yang Meirong missed Zhixin, she knew that Zhixin was safe in New Zealand, so she didn't worry about him.

The only thing worrying Yang Meirong now was that Huo Mian was still not pregnant… Her mind was constantly filled with the thought of this.

Huo Mian was good at making dumplings, and she quickly made forty white dumplings.

Then, she boiled water and put the dumplings in the pot...

Yang Meirong was worried about her daughter, so she walked into the kitchen and watched her from behind.

"Mom, why are you here again, I said that I don't need you." Huo Mian laughed, trying to conceal the sadness in her eyes.

"I'm worried that you might mess up."