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?”

hell-he didn’t dare to

saw the figure outside

place, his fingers stiffened, not even

He must be dazzled.

blindly,

trembled, and the mist of

eyes.

out her hand tremblingly, and actually

grabbed Alana’s hand

back any longer, a tear fell down, as if she was

you back?” Alana touched Clara’s cheek, but her trembling voice couldn’t

just like before she was alive, nagging and asking

usually eat? Are you dressed well? Will it be

in her eyes, Clara said softly,

a unique taste, and there are salmon

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

no,

beef you cooked, and it should be

taken aback for a moment, and couldn’t help but burst out

the corners of his eyes and said, “Okay, Mom will make it for you right now. I knew you wanted

girl, Clara hugged Alana’s arm and refused to let go, she nodded obediently: “Yeah, I want to eat it even

another chance to cook a meal for her beloved little

I dare not ask for anything

where he

turned her head and waved: “Dad, don’t

only utter

behind, looking at Clara

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never dreams

whether it was reality or a

too fast

Alana’s arm, and Craig followed,

which was originally quite lively, suddenly became a

hand and stopped looking at the