NOVEL NEXT Chapter 655: Mumu's Gift
"Mom, did I grow up today?"
Mumu asked Little Fatty's mother as soon as she woke up in the morning.
"Of course, you're definitely a little bit bigger than yesterday," Little Fatty's mother said with a smile.
"So am I a big kid now?" Mumu asked hopefully.
Little Fatty's mother patted her little head, sighed and said, "Of course not, you're still a little child, it takes time."
"Oh."
Upon hearing this, Mumu lowered her little head in disappointment.
Little Fatty's mother naturally knew the reason, but didn't know how to answer her, so she quietly helped her get dressed.
Once dressed, Mumu got off the bed and immediately pushed open the door to the next room.
"Brother~"
She called out towards the empty bed and seeing the quilt neatly folded with no sign of anyone having slept there, Mumu felt even more upset.
"Alright, let's brush our teeth, wash our face, and have breakfast. Dad will be back this afternoon," Little Fatty's mother quickly carried her out of the room.
"Is he not going to the hospital to see brother?"
"Huh? No, he doesn't need to go today," Little Fatty's mother said hesitantly.
"Humph, you're lying, brother is already dead, I'll never see him again, wah..."
As Mumu spoke, she burst into tears.
Little Fatty's mother spent quite a while comforting her, finally getting her to sit at the table and eat breakfast.
"Mom."
"What is it?"
"Why would the immortal help brother?"
"Surely because he was a good boy."
Actually, what happened yesterday still felt like a dream to Little Fatty's mother, so unreal that she couldn't even tell if it was true or not.
When her husband came home that night, she told him about it, but Little Fatty's father just thought she was too deeply missing Little Fatty, and that it was affecting her mentally.
That's also why, despite being very busy with work, Little Fatty's father made sure to come home for lunch; he really couldn't leave the two of them at home alone.
Hearing her mother say this, Mumu was very happy.
"Yes, brother is a good boy, and he loves me the most. The immortal will definitely let him come back to see me again," Mumu said cheerfully.
"Mumu is so smart, okay, finish your breakfast quickly, and then go with Mom to buy groceries," Little Fatty's mother said, picking a grain of rice off her little face.
"Okay."
Mumu agreed promptly and started scooping rice into her mouth, getting it everywhere.
After breakfast, Little Fatty's mother let Mumu play in the living room by herself while she cleaned up the kitchen.
Seeing her mother leave, leaving her alone in the living room.
Mumu put her little finger to her mouth.
"Shh~"
She was mimicking Little Fatty's motion from yesterday.
"Brother?"
She called softly in anticipation.
"Mom's not here, come out quickly, she won't notice you," Mumu whispered, lowering her voice.
But—
Mumu sat on the play mat, waiting blankly.
The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a glow on the little figure, making her appear so forlorn.
Large teardrops fell down her cheeks.
"Brother."
She choked and called again, but still didn't see the familiar person or hear the familiar voice.
Mumu felt very disappointed and hurt.
This time she didn't cry loudly.
Instead, she covered her eyes with her little hands, lying on the play mat, with her little bottom sticking up, sobbing quietly.
"Brother is a big meanie."
"Brother is naughty."
"Brother is a big liar."
"Mumu has grown up already."
...
Little Fatty's mother was startled when she returned from the kitchen and quickly took her into her arms.
"What happened, did you fall and hurt yourself?"
Little Fatty's mother checked carefully and found that she wasn't hurt.
"Brother isn't a good boy," Mumu sobbed.
"Nonsense, your brother is the best."
"Then why won't he come out to play with me? I miss him so much," Mumu said.
Little Fatty's mother didn't answer this question, but instead held her in her arms, gently patting her back.
As she comforted her, she gathered things and hastily left the house with Mumu in her arms.
"Mumu, the weather is very nice today."
"Oh."
"Mumu, look at that cloud in the sky, doesn't it look like your little face?"
"Oh."
"Mumu, when we go to the supermarket, how about I buy you some chocolate beans?"
"Okay."
...
Seeing Mumu's spirits lift again, Little Fatty's mother breathed a long sigh of relief.
When they got to the supermarket, Mumu seemed to have forgotten about her brother. Like a playful little dog, she ran around the supermarket.
One moment she was at the snack aisle, the next at the toy aisle, she even paused at the seafood section.
She wanted to buy everything, she wanted everything.
"Mom, when Dad comes home for lunch, let's give him some snacks."
"Mom, when Dad comes home for lunch, let's buy him a toy."
"Mom, can we buy a fish? I want to raise it, and when it grows up, it can teach me to swim."
...
So Little Fatty's mother bought snacks and toys for Little Fatty's father, and a fish for Mumu.
"Mom, let me taste the snacks for Dad, to see if they're good."
"Mom, let me play with the toy for Dad first, to see if it's fun."
"Oh, little fish, I love the way Mom cooks fish, it's so delicious, you're amazing, Mom."
...
Mumu was very happy all morning, going to the supermarket with her mom and playing for a long time with her friends at the community square until they reluctantly went home together.
After returning home, Mumu continued to play alone on the play mat, while Little Fatty's mother was busy in the kitchen.
They just exchanged glances, one occasionally looking out the window, one occasionally looking at the living room.
Mumu looked out the window, hoping her brother might suddenly come back; one looking at the living room in case Mumu started to feel sad playing alone.
However, neither got what they were waiting for.
But Mumu heard the sound of the door opening and immediately ran over and stood at the door, calling out loudly, "Who is it?"
Then, as if remembering something, she excitedly asked, "Is it brother?"
"No, it's dad," Little Fatty's father said as he opened the door and came inside.
Seeing Mumu standing at the door, Little Fatty's father bent down to hug her.
But Mumu turned and ran, leaving Little Fatty's father puzzled.
"What's wrong? She seems unhappy?" Little Fatty's father asked in confusion as Little Fatty's mother walked out from the kitchen.
"What else, she's missing her brother," Little Fatty's mother whispered.
"Sigh~"
Upon hearing this, Little Fatty's father sighed and immediately paid attention to his wife's expression, relieved to see she seemed normal.
"It's all in the past, don't think too much, we'll continue living our lives."
Little Fatty's father's words seemed to comfort both Little Fatty's mother and himself.
Just then, a voice came from behind: "Is this 1506?"
"Oh, yes?"
Little Fatty's father turned around and saw it was a delivery man, and he was holding a pet cage.
"Meow~"
A cat's meow came from inside the cage.
Mumu, having just run back to the living room, heard the sound and immediately ran back on her little legs.
"Brother, hi hi..."
Mumu's little face was filled with a joyful smile.