Huo Tianqi wore his usual faint smile as he took a step closer to Cen Bowen and raised his hand to straighten his collar. "Remember to teach me how to shoot when you come back."

Just a short sentence.

Cen Bowen's blood was flowing backwards and his mind became unclear.

Feeling dizzy.

His eyes were full of joy and he nodded repeatedly, "Okay."

After Cen Bowen married Huo Tianqi, he always liked to take the initiative to talk to Huo Tianqi about the past.

For example, the shooting experience when he first joined the army.

Huo Tianqi listened very carefully every time.

Even though she didn't understand, she was still very supportive.

Every time this happened, Cen Bowen would feel extremely satisfied.

"Well, when I have time, I'll teach you how to shoot!"

Cen Bowen was so happy that he made a promise.

Huo Tianqi also agreed at that time.

But it has never been realized.

Cen Bowen thought that Huo Tianqi had long forgotten such a small matter.

After all, he had said the same thing to Kang Ying before.

Kang Ying also agreed.

But when he asked her to go, she changed the subject and complained to him about all the big and small things at home.

Cen Bowen was extremely annoyed.

It never came true until they divorced.

Cen Bowen grew up in the Cen family.

There is a person in the family who is obviously his uncle, but is not much older than him.

This leads to them being constantly compared together.

He is always outshined by his uncle.

Sometimes it’s not that he can’t compete with his uncle, but that his parents always use some crooked means.

Even if I am better than my uncle.

Cen Bowen would also feel ashamed.

I feel very depressed.

He has always been the protected character in the family.

Even when he grew up and joined the army, in the eyes of his parents and even his grandfather, he was still a child, the one standing behind them.

Cen Bowen longs too much for the feeling of being needed.

That feeling is amazing.

He likes it very much.

Cen Bowen left with satisfaction.

As soon as the men left the yard, the atmosphere suddenly became much quieter.

Song Minghui also returned to his hometown the next day.

This time Cai Mengjun was with him.

They were worried about Song Yiyi and Chengcheng, so Cai Mengjun wanted them to go back together.

"Yiyi, your dad said that the houses in the village have been renovated and are now completely different from before."

Song Minghui also asked Chengcheng, "Baby, do you want to go back to your hometown with Grandpa? It's so much fun back home. There are opera performances every month in the village, as well as shadow puppet shows, and there are so many delicious foods."

When Cheng Cheng heard the word "delicious", her eyes lit up. "So many delicious foods?"

"Yes! I want to go back!"

"Grandpa, carry the baby's water bottle! Let's go."

"Go back home! Go back home!"

She also tried to lead Dazhuang.

Da Zhuang refused to move at all and was dragged forward by her.

Song Yiyi hurriedly rescued Dazhuang, "Chengcheng, don't bully Dazhuang."

Da Zhuang is really something.

Every time he willingly let Chengcheng bully him without even lifting his claws.

Song Yiyi patiently reasoned with Cheng Cheng: "Baby, we need to take a train to go back home, and we need to buy a ticket. Do you have money to buy a ticket?"

Cheng Cheng raised his little head, thought for two seconds and said, "I have it."

"Where?"

Chengcheng pointed to his head.

Song Minghui laughed heartily. "My darling said that all her money is in her head. When she grows up, she will make a fortune with her wisdom!"

He is also good at making amends for his granddaughter.

Cheng Cheng raised her hand, "Mom, here."

The other three people's eyes were all focused on the silver bracelet worn by Chengcheng.

That... counts as well.

Both Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun wanted to take their children back.

Cai Mengjun thought that they would return to the compound after Gu Chengze and the others came back.

Otherwise, I would always feel uneasy staying in the yard.

Chengcheng was very excited.

I've been tinkering with my own knitted bag.

He also took out his big-eared rabbit doll from the room.

"Mom, Grandpa, Grandma! Let's go!"

The little guy is very impressive.

Song Yiyi didn't want to spoil the little guy's fun, so she didn't stop him.

But she didn't go back with him.

The account of this material donation has not been reconciled yet.

The money was paid from the hotpot restaurant’s public account.

What's more, there are other things in the hospital that need her to worry about.

So she sent the three of them on the train, repeatedly reminding Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun to be careful.

Especially human traffickers.

The two of them agreed readily.

Along the way, Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun wanted to tie Chengcheng to their body.

In Song Minghui's words, "There's nothing I can do about it. My baby is loved by everyone."

This is indeed the case.

Chengcheng inherited all the advantages of Cen Yue and Song Yiyi.

Big eyes, double eyelids and high nose bridge.

Generally, people who see her can't help but get close to her.

In addition, the little girl can speak early and has a sweet mouth. She can say "thank you" and "you're welcome" fluently when she goes out.

When he was less than two years old, he could recite the Three Character Classic and 300 Tang poems.

Give me a book and I can sit quietly for half a day.

Although I can't read.

Song Yiyi sometimes suspected that she was pretending to be profound.

Or maybe learn from her dad.

I know Song Yiyi is thinking about you.

As soon as the three of them got home, they called Song Yiyi at the village office.

On the phone, the little guy chirped excitedly, "Mom, there are so many bleating sheep here, and mooing cows, and ducks and woofs!"

Even through the receiver, I could imagine how happy she was.

Song Yiyi was relieved.

She gave some more instructions before hanging up the phone.

It seems that the little guy is not attached to her and Cen Yue at all.

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