***
She didn't know what exactly happened that day between Grandpa and Mom, leading to such a drastic severance of their father-daughter relationship, afraid that mentioning it in advance would cause her to refuse.
Or trigger a significant emotional reaction.
Better to wait and discuss it later.
"Baby, sleep with me."
Huang Wanrong held her hand, pleading.
Mai Xiaomai's eyes were moist again, she nodded, made the bed, and let Huang Wanrong lie down first, then lay down beside her.
Huang Wanrong looked at her daughter beside her, reached out, and gently patted her back, "Baby, shall Mommy sing you a lullaby?"
"Mm-hmm."
Mai Xiaomai nodded, choked with emotion.
"Sleep, sleep, my little baby, sleep, sleep, my dear little baby, quickly sleep, quickly sleep..."
The lullaby Huang Wanrong sang was gentle and moving, like a spring breeze brushing across...
Mai Xiaomai closed her eyes...
Huang Wanrong sang and soon fell asleep.
