14 Mother and Daughter (2/2)

What she said didn't sound like what a daughter should say to a mother at all, but Bai Zhexi feel relaxed and laughed. She did not continue to ask this question; it was already good enough that Chao'er could explain it to her. Everything had to be done step by step.

In any case, it was a good thing that her daughter was going in the right direction, so she gave her superfluous advice: ”In the future, you must stay far away from that Zhuo Yao.”

Wan Chao saw her mother's happy expression, she suddenly felt unfilial. However, these two ordinary sentences made Bai Zhexi so happy. She wanted to say something, but she felt tired and could only say, ”You can cook.”

”Sigh, alright.”

Wan Chao went to her room, and when she was almost to the door, she stopped and turned her head. ”Red Braised Meat,” she said. She then walked straight into her room and closed the door.

Bai Zhexi, who was looking at her daughter's back, was stunned for a moment before she quickly recovered. Once again, her face was brimming with a smile.

Red Braised Meat was her specialty, and it was also Chao's favorite dish. Before she was ten years old, Chao'er also loved to eat this dish.

Bai Zhexi cooked heartily, thinking about her daughter's change today.

During dinner, Wan Chao forcefully gave half of the Red Braised Meat to Bai Zhexi. If Bai Zhexi had the slightest intention of not eating it, Wan Chao would put down her chopsticks and stare at her mother with a stern expression.

It had been nearly twenty years since she had eaten the Red Braised Meat cooked by Bai Zhexi. At that time, she clearly liked eating it, but because Zhuo Yao liked eating bamboo shoot fried meat, she stopped liking Red Braised Meat.

Wan Chao carefully savored the Red Braised Meat, feeling that it was really the most delicious dish in the world. She took a bite, carefully chewed, and her rarely cold face became gentle.

Bai Zhexi gently swallowed the red-braised pork in her mouth and looked at her obedient daughter. For a moment, her thoughts were a mess. Slowly, her eyes became moist, her nose became sore, and her throat began to hurt.

”Pa ~ ~” Bai Zhexi placed the bowl on the table and said in a sloppy voice, ”I'm sorry.” Then she hurried into her room and closed the door from the inside.

Wan Chao, who was earnestly eating, raised her head in puzzlement. She looked at the bowl that Bai Zhexi had just eaten a few mouthfuls of rice, then looked at the tightly shut door and thought for a moment before she walked into the bedroom.

Her bedroom was separated by a wall from Bai Zhexi's bedroom. When she was young, Papa Wan had once made a telephone receiver and connected the two rooms, accompanying Little Chu, who had just had her own room to sleep in, giving her boundless courage to sleep alone.

Wan Chao crawled under the bed and took out the receiver that she hadn't used in a long time. Ignoring the dust on it, she placed it next to her ear and heard Bai Zhexi's small cries.

Inside the master bedroom, Bai Zhexi sat on the edge of the bed, one hand holding a towel tightly over her mouth, hiding her sobs, letting her tears drip into the towel, the other hand is holding the photo of her deceased husband.

”Shi Guo, Chao'er... Chao'er finally understood. Today, she didn't throw a tantrum at me, she … Today, she bought me some porridge and buns, and even gave me half of the Red Braised Meat …. Chao'er doesn't look crooked, she … She knows how to differentiate between right and wrong, knows what's good, in the future … In the future, when I reach you in the afterlife, I will also have a face when I meet you … Woo woo … ”Shiguo, I miss you …”

Next door, Wan Chao silently put down the receiver, crawled out from under the bed, stood in her room for a while, and then touched her face, not feeling wet at all.

”You're an ungrateful b*stard!” She said this to herself, but in her heart, she made up her mind. She would be good to Bai Zhexi in the future and give her everything that was good.

She returned to the dining table in silence, but Bai Zhexi did not come out after the meal.

Wan Chao cleaned up the table, heated up the rest of the rice in the pot, wrote a note and put it on the table before going out.