"Ah! Ah Shang! Did you pick this up for me?" Lin Shien pointed at the bowl full of vegetables in surprise. The feeling of happiness made her dizzy!

Jin Shang had to love her so much that he had picked up so many dishes for her when she was away!

"Xiao Zao." Zao Zao spoke timidly.

"Uh? Is your bowl? No, that dirty bowl is yours. Don't think that Mommy is a fool. Mommy saw that your bowl was so dirty, but it's still so dirty now. Mommy knows that that is your bowl, and this clean one is Mommy's bowl!"

After Lin Shien defeated Zaozao like Detective Conan, he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat with a feast!

It's so fragrant!

I didn’t expect that after so many years, her handwriting is still so beautiful and her writing is still so smooth!

Jin Shang looked at Lin Shien's masterpiece with a sharp look like a document. Because the article was not long, Jin Shang quickly finished reading it. He had a new understanding of Lin Shien's writing level in his heart.

The words are gorgeous and the sentences are fluent. Except for the addition of her unique crazy style that emphasizes emotions, everything else is fine.

But I can't make a model for Ozawa.

"Dad, I want to see." Ozawa looked at Jin Shang's expression very strange, so he asked for it curiously.

Jin Shang looked at Lin Shien with his eyes fixedly, and Lin Shien also looked at him happily.

"Give it! Show it to Oze! I don't care! I wrote so well!" Lin Shien was not boasting, anyone who reads this article would be moved!

After Ozawa received Lin Shien's composition, he recited it with both emotion and emotion:

"My mother - my mother comes from a remote village, so she is very hardworking and simple. She doesn't talk much, but her eyes are so gentle! She has a pair of rough hands, but she gives me the warmth of maternal love! Every day before I get up, my mother starts preparing breakfast for me, and when it dawns, she sends me to school... I remember that year, there was a severe drought, and the family's fields were not harvested, and the family's life began to become difficult. My father was in poor health and was ill in bed all year round. My mother had to take care of my father, farm, and support me to go to school. Looking at the zoster, she looked at the zoster.

In the field without harvest, my mother secretly wiped her tears. She was just a weak woman, but she had to bear the ruthless destruction of life... I cried and shouted, Mom, I won't go to school anymore! Leave the opportunity to my father! But my mother interrupted me sternly. Children don't go to school, and they have no future when they grow up! That night, my mother couldn't sleep all night, and the next morning, my mother took a few brand new hundred-dollar bills to send me to school... Later I realized that that night, my mother walked a few kilometers of mountain roads and sold a kidney! I love my mother! I love my mother! I love my mother!"

Ozawa read it so well!

Look at Jin Shang's awkward expression and Xiaozao O-shaped small mouth and big eyes, you will know how shocked they were in her literary talent!

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a deadly silence.

Under the eyes of the father and son, Lin Shien swept all the big bowl of dishes and burped.

Finally, she was full, patted her chest, pursed her lips, and picked up the water cup...
Chapter completed!