"Mom, I'm full."
When Shen Yan pushed the bowl over, I glanced at the half bowl of porridge left at the bottom of the bowl, and reached out to touch her little face.
"Can the baby take two more bites?"
"No, mom, eat it." She shook her head and stared at me with her big eyes.
My nose felt sour, so I lowered my head and finished the half bowl of porridge. The rice soup is as thin as water, with some sugar added. Mother and daughter have been drinking it for two days.
The phone vibrated again.
Article 17 Debt Collection Text Message. I turned over the screen and touched Shen Yan's head with a smile: "Can mom take you to the park to play this weekend?"
"Okay!" She was so happy that her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she immediately jumped down from the chair and ran to hug her little schoolbag.
I didn't tell her that the studio house was sealed by the landlord this morning. I already owe the kindergarten fees for next week for two months. The teacher said that if I don't pay, my child will have to drop out of school.
I knelt down to tie Shen Yan's shoelaces. When my fingers touched her ankles, my heart tightened. This pair of shoes was bought on sale last year and was obviously too small. She had to curl up her toes to fit them in.
