Nian Nian pushed the meal that Qin Yahuang had brought to her mouth again. "Mom, you can eat it too."

Qin Yahuang looked at her daughter very resolutely. She stuttered. In fact, she had no appetite. She felt tired again. At least, she thought she could live well in the future.

She can give it to her daughter and son, and she will.

Qin Yahuang looked at her daughter leaning on the sofa, and she put away all the lunch boxes on the table. "Read, wash yourself, will you?"

Read to get down from the sofa, "Mom, I can do it myself."

Qin Yafeng watched her daughter walk into the...