"By the way, Auntie Tian bought some fabric a few days ago. I'll make you two sets of clothes as soon as we get back. I've been busy with the farmwork these past few days and completely forgot."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Su Qiao was delighted too. She hugged Tian Guihua's arm and rested her head against her shoulder.
"Auntie, you smell like Mom. Can I call you Mom from now on?"
"Xiao Qiao, you... you really want to?"
Tian Guihua had thought that although the girl had been adopted into their family, they couldn't force her to accept them. She never expected...
"Mm. Actually, I started thinking of you as my mom a long time ago."
All these years, the only people who had ever made the original owner feel warmth were her uncle and aunt.
Deep down, she had even fantasized countless times that Xiao Aimin and Tian Guihua were her parents.
"Xiao Qiao, then call me Mom from now on. I'm your real mom!"
Tian Guihua's heart felt as sweet as if she had drunk the finest honey.
She bumped the shoulder of the man beside her and revealed the first carefree, radiant smile she had worn in all these years.
"You old deadbeat, who would've thought I'd get to be a mom someday?"
Looking at his wife, whose eyes had grown moist with happiness, Xiao Aimin felt happier than ever before.
Although his wife hadn't given him a son or daughter all these years, which was somewhat regretful, he didn't want her to live unhappily.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a little jealous. "Xiao Qiao, you call her Mom but not me Dad? Doesn't that mean she and I aren't a couple anymore?"
"Dad!" Su Qiao called out to him sweetly.
That crisp voice made Xiao