Chapter 1789: Never forget

Lu Tingxiao said, pushing the door and opening, "I'll pick it up, don't walk around, there are many people and vehicles here."
"Okay." Ning Xi's eyes kept falling on Xiaobao not far from the window, and he nodded absently.
Lu Tingxiao pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked in the direction of his son.
Xiaobao, who was waiting at the door, saw the person and walked towards his father as usual.
Lu Tingxiao gently rubbed his son's head, "Why is it so late today?"
Xiaobao looked down at the box in his hand. "Manual class, making cakes, and making a piece for mom."
Lu Tingxiao glanced at the cake and took it over, then quietly took his son's hand and walked towards the car.
The two passed by a stall with many small things, such as butterflies, grasshoppers and other small animals made of bamboo.
The stall owner saw a pink-carved little boy staring at the things on his stall, and immediately greeted him enthusiastically, "Children, do you like it? Let your father buy you one!"
Xiaobao turned and left without any wandering.
No mother does a good job.
As he approached the car, Baobao paused and said, "I'm going to Grandpa today, please help me bring the cake to my mother."
Lu Tingxiao heard no answer.
Xiao Bao frowned slightly at his father.
"I ..." Xiaobao thought his father hadn't heard it, and was about to repeat.
As a result, Lu Tingxiao interrupted him directly: "Leave it to her."
After that, he stretched out the door of the back seat.
Xiaobao's face changed almost instantly, and he looked very slowly towards the back seat with the door open.
The next second, the little guy seemed to see something incredible, stayed there all at once, the small face without a trace of expression was shocked to the extreme, opened his mouth, but could not say a word.
Ning Xi no longer cares about those turbulent emotions and hesitations, gets out of the car instantly, leans over and embraces the little guy into his arms. "Baby ..."
Xiaobao was surrounded by the warm and soft embrace, his eyes were wide open, and a layer of water vapor quickly permeated the water vapor, which quickly turned into tears and rolled down silently along his cheeks ...
And the little man finally called with a trembling, "Mom ..."
"Sorry to keep the baby waiting so long."
"mom……"
"I'm here!"
"Mom ..." The little boy held his mother's neck tightly and burst into tears.
All waiting, all thoughts, all poured out at this moment.
Holding Xiaobao crying out of breath, Ning Xi was so uncomfortable that she broke her heart, "I'm sorry ... baby I'm sorry ..."
Lu Tingxiao stood side by side, watching the crying mother and son, reminding Xiaobao softly, "Is there something for my mother?"
Xiaobao stopped crying for a while, took the box from his father's hand, and held it to his mother.
"Is it for me?" Ning Xi asked.
Xiaobao nodded.
Ning Xi opened the box cautiously, and saw that there was a cake inside, and a picture was drawn with jam on the cake.
The simple lines outline a woman sleeping on the bed, beside her, there is a small figure sitting ...
Her little treasure ...
Never forgot her ...
The thought of the little guy sitting alone on the edge of her bed waiting for her to wake up every day, Ning Xi was full of guilt, why she couldn't wake up sooner.
"Thank you ... Mom loves it ... Thank you ..."