Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 283 Mom, I Want To Eat Your Cooking

After the meal, the children were jumping around in the living room, and the eight brothers of the Murray family rarely got together, chatting on the first floor while watching Susie playing with Lucy.

Alana looked around, then went upstairs silently.

This year the children are all here, Clara is missing, but Susie is added.

As if nothing has changed, the Murray family has been dead for five years, and they are back to the happy time before.

Near the fourteenth of July, her Clara is coming up.

The children are making delicious food for Clara, the table is full of dishes that Clara likes to eat, and the boss will start to habitually burn incense before eating like Susie did.

I don’t know if she can see Clara again in her lifetime?

Alana went back to the room and stood in front of the window without saying a word, watching the night outside.

Craig put down his reading glasses and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Alana said silently, “Nothing.”

Craig curled his lips, this woman, I really don’t understand it all the time.

Girls will be sentimental, how can they still be sentimental at such an old age?

At this time, the door was knocked lightly.

Alana thought it was Martin, one of them, or Susie and so on.

She tidied up her expression and returned to the nagging old man before.

“Who is it?” She asked as she walked out: “Aren’t you playing downstairs? What’s wrong, you’re breaking the sky again?”

The door opened, Alana’s pupils shrank, and she was completely stunned!

Craig didn’t hear Alana speak for a long time, and saw her standing at the door in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

He stood up, frowned and asked, “What’s wrong? Have you lost your soul?”

didn’t dare to say

walked out and saw the figure outside the door, he was

his fingers stiffened, not even daring

He must be dazzled.

can see Clara blindly,

trembled, and the mist of tears

eyes.

her hand tremblingly,

grabbed Alana’s hand and choked up,

fell down, as if she was afraid that she

touched Clara’s cheek, but her trembling voice couldn’t conceal her concern: “Clara,

was alive, nagging and asking this and that:

Are you dressed well? Will

tears in her eyes, Clara said softly, “Mom,

fries have a unique taste, and

and cried: “What else do you want to eat, Mom

no,

you cooked, and it should be

aback for a moment, and

said, “Okay, Mom will make it for you right now. I knew you wanted to eat spicy food before, but you are not allowed to

Clara hugged Alana’s arm and refused to let go, she nodded

chance to

I dare not ask for anything

where he

“Dad, don’t be bored

finally he could only utter a few words: “Hey…

followed closely behind, looking at Clara without

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dreams when he

couldn’t tell whether it was reality

too fast and make too much noise,

Alana’s arm, and Craig

which was originally quite lively, suddenly

tablet in his hand and stopped looking