Karen's mother and Kevin had just finished talking when Karen came back with the porridge she had bought.
She looked at her mother and said with a sweet smile, "Mom, I bought your favorite century egg and pork porridge. Have a try and see if Chatterton Town or Beaford City's porridge is better."
"My Karen, you are still the most considerate and sensible one," Karen's mother smiled and said.
Maybe the knot between Karen's mother and her daughter was untied, Karen's mother looked much better than she did in the morning, and her voice was softer.
Karen opened her arms and hugged her mother like she was a child. "Because you are my mother. Of course, I should take care of you."
"Alright, you are the best!" Karen's mother smiled gently and kindly. She was satisfied that she cou
