The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Song Qianya didn't sleep well all night.

She feels guilty towards Chu Luo in her heart. Her daughter has been homeless for more than 20 years, and she is so tired that she suffers from stomach problems.

How could she not be sad as a mother.

When I got up early in the morning, I ordered the kitchen to stew ribs soup, which was stewed until noon before I hurriedly took it to the hospital.

Imagining Chu Luo's moved expression in her mind, Song Qianya thought in her heart how to persuade this daughter, be more sensible, don't provoke the family's concern, and don't be jealous of Chu Ran.

Hey!

This daughter is not raised by her side, so she is worse than Chu Ran in everything!

She stood at the door of the ward, raised her chin slightly, and pushed the door open, "Luo Luo, mom made you soup..."

He waited proudly for his daughter's grateful expression to freeze.

In the ward, Xing Ziqing was sitting gently, and the dining table was full of all kinds of food.

"Qianya, you're here! Have you eaten yet? Luoluo is just about to eat." Xing Ziqing glanced at the food box Song Qianya was carrying. "You also bring food to Luo Luo! Come quickly!"

She got up to take the food box, and said with a smile, "Luo Luo has a stomach problem, this time it's acute gastroenteritis again, the doctor specially told you to pay more attention to what you eat."

Song Qianya sat awkwardly on the chair.

"You prepared these?"

Xing Ziqing nodded, and when she saw the pork rib soup in the food box, her smile subsided, "It's pork rib soup!"

She put the rib soup next to the chicken soup she had brought over.

There is a layer of oil floating on the ribs soup, and there is also chopped green onion seasoning.

But the chicken soup was so clear and clean that there was no fishy smell at all.

Song Qianya felt uncomfortable, Xing Ziqing acted like a host, she was clearly Chu Luo's mother, making it seem like she was a guest.

"Luo Luo, try the pork rib soup that mom prepared for you. Mom boils it when she wakes up in the morning, and cooks it slowly over a warm fire. Once it's done, I'll bring it over for you to drink."

In order to show her mother's love, she got up, scooped up a bowl of soup for Chu Luo herself, and specially picked up two pieces of ribs.

Now, Chu Luo should be very moved!

Although she was not as ready as Xing Ziqing, this feeling was something that Xing Ziqing couldn't compare to.

Song Qianya, who was waiting to be moved, found that Chu Luo only glanced at the bowl of soup, then turned her head and sipped the chicken soup.

The scene was quiet and awkward.

Song Qianya's expression darkened, she was dissatisfied, and she only had a cold face.

Xing Ziqing looked at the mother and daughter, both of them were not talkative, really!

After Chu Luo finished eating slowly, he didn't take a bite of the pork rib soup that Song Qianya brought over.

Song Qianya carried the food box, turned around and left without saying hello.

This daughter is really hopeless.

Don't say it's your own mother, even if the elders come to deliver food, you can't show your face!

Yes, she was the one who locked up Chu Luo yesterday.

That's not because of Chu Luo talking nonsense.

It was indeed her negligence not to bring food to Chu Luo.

But didn't she also come over today to deliver rib soup and apologize?

I have never seen a daughter who dared to show her face to her mother.

Ran Ran was not at all obedient and sensible, remembering that when Ran Ran ate this sparerib soup, she didn't need money for compliments, and her heart finally eased a little.

It's better than Ran Ran!

"Chiya, Chiya!"

Xing Ziqing trotted after Song Qianya, "Why are you walking so fast? You didn't even say anything to Luo Luo."

"What are you talking about? Didn't you see that girl's expression? I'm her mother, not her enemy. I've worked so hard to bring food to her. Look at her face. Would I poison her? ?”

After Song Qianya finished speaking, Xing Ziqing couldn't help whispering, "That might be."

"Ziqing!"

Song Qianya looked at her in disbelief.

Xing Ziqing sighed, "You, you are so biased. Chu Ran has a small cold, and you are mobilizing people like she is dying."

"Lolo has acute gastroenteritis, your family went back before she woke up."

Song Qianya: "... Isn't Ah Heng here?"

Moreover, Ranran has to go back to sleep for beauty. Ranran is an entertainer, and her face is very important.

Besides, they couldn't help by staying here.

She didn't say anything, but her expression showed all her thoughts.

Xing Ziqing saw it, and shook her head inwardly, but she was still persuasive, "There's pork rib soup too. Acute gastroenteritis! You can't eat anything rich in oil and meat."

"The doctor ordered it specially. Weren't you here yesterday?"

Song Qianya's eyes widened slightly.

Yes, yes.

But her mind was not on Chu Luo yesterday, but on the angry Chu Heng, and she didn't care what the doctor said.

"Qian Ya, if you still want Luo Luo as a daughter, you should pay more attention to her!"

"After all, she was born in October of your pregnancy!"