Chen Jinlan felt a sigh of relief when she saw Song Jiajia appear safely.
"Let's go home quickly, I'll start cooking, you must be hungry." Chen Jinlan didn't ask where Song Jiajia had been.
As long as she wasn't doing something foolish.
Song Jiajia held Chen Jinlan's hand: "Mom, we're not eating at home today."
Chen Jinlan looked at Song Jiajia puzzled: "Not eating at home, where are we eating?"
Song Jiajia smiled: "Mom, we're going to a restaurant."
Chen Jinlan looked at Song Jiajia with a bit of embarrassment: "Jiajia, I know the food at home isn't good, but you know we don't have much money now. Wait a bit, when I finish making this batch of boxes, I'll take you out to eat, okay?"
Listening to Chen Jinlan coax her like a child, Song Jiajia felt a bit bitter.
She held back her tears, not letting them fall: "Mom, it's okay, I have money, I'll treat you."
Saying this, Song Jiajia pulled Chen Jinlan along to leave.
