President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Holding the bowl of bird's nest, Bean Sprout walked to the door of the old lady's room.

He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but the door opened slowly by itself.

All the scenes in the room fell into Dou Sprout's eyes.

His most beloved grandma was sitting on the edge of the bed at the moment, holding a photo album in her hand, shedding tears while reading it.

He looked very sad.

"Grandma..." Bean Sprout walked in and called softly.

The old lady quickly came to her senses, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and while closing the photo album, she smiled at Dou Sprout, "Dou Sprr, why are you here, are you full?"

"Well, I'm full." Bean sprouts nodded, and passed the bowl of bird's nest in her hand, "Grandma, you should eat something too, or your body will not be able to handle it. This is very sweet. I added two tablespoons of it." Honey, make sure you finish eating, you will feel better!"

The old lady was very moved by Dou Sprout's words.

Immediately nodded, "Okay, I'll try it, it's really sweet, it's so sweet to grandma's heart."

Bean Sprout sat down beside her, fixed her eyes on the closed photo album, and asked curiously, "Grandma, whose photo album is this, can I open it and have a look?"

"In the future!" The old lady refused, "I will show you when you grow up."

With that said, he put the photo album back in the drawer.

She continued to drink the bird's nest, her hands were a little slippery from wiping tears just now, the bird's nest almost missed and spilled on her body.

"Oh, I'm really old, and now I can't even hold a bowl." The old lady stood up with emotion, "Be good here, grandma, go to the bathroom to clean up."

Bean Sprout nodded obediently, "Hurry up, Grandma, or you will feel greasy and uncomfortable when it dries up."

But when the old lady got up to go to the bathroom, Dou Sprout immediately rushed to the drawer and took out the photo album.

No way, children's curiosity is so powerful!

But after opening it, Bean Sprouts was disappointed.

Inside was a very strange woman, with various photos about her, and the edges of the photos were yellowed, obviously they were taken a long time ago.

Is it grandma's friend?

Although judging by their ages, the two of them looked like they were decades apart, but it might be a matter of forgetting their friendship.

The most important thing is that the sound of water in the bathroom has stopped, indicating that Grandma has cleaned up and is ready to come out.

Afraid of being caught, Bean Sprout hurriedly put the photo album back in the drawer.

At this time, a photo floated out of the photo album and landed at Dou Sprout's feet.

He only took one look, and his purple grape-like eyes suddenly widened!

"Bean sprouts, help grandma get a hand towel." The old lady shouted from the bathroom.

Bean Sprout agreed, lowered her head and quickly hid the photo in her arms, then closed the drawer, pretending nothing happened, and ran to the bathroom to deliver towels.

When I returned to the children's room, I took out the photo I had secretly hidden just now, and then dug out the photo album in my room, and compared them carefully.

That's right.

Although he didn't know the woman in the photo, he knew the scarf in the woman's hand.

On the first day of kindergarten, grandma wrapped the scarf around his neck with her own hands, and told him that it was a very precious and important thing, and he must cherish it.

In this photo, the scarf has not been completely knitted yet, the woman is sitting on the wicker chair with her big belly, and she is weaving a scarf, smiling very softly.

Bean Sprout's eyes flickered, and she subconsciously reached out to touch the woman in the photo.

"So, are you my mother?"