"This is?"

Ruan Yongqing looked at the woman in the photo with gentle eyes and said softly, "This is my love."

"It suits you very well."

After Ye Linlang said this, Ruan Yongqing's eyes became a little gentler.

"Thanks."

Ye Linlang was about to say something to Ruan Yongqing when a nurse came in and said to him, "Doctor Ruan, there's a patient in the emergency room. He seems to be from the construction site. Could you please go over there?"

Ruan Yongqing responded, "Okay."

Ye Linlang was also very understanding and said, "Doctor Ruan, you go ahead and do your work."

Ruan Yongqing and the nurse left, and Ye Linlang took a last look at the black and white photo.

Among the photos in the frame, there is a black and white photo. The woman in the photo is about twenty years old. She looks very young, with two black braids, and looks very scholarly.

The most important thing is that her eyebrows and eyes gave Ye Linlang a very familiar feeling, but Ye Linlang could not remember where she had seen her.

Such questions have been lingering in Ye Linlang's mind.

Until she returned to the Ye family courtyard, she still couldn't remember where she had seen him.

Little Qingcang has graduated from the Sunflower Kindergarten and will become a glorious primary school student in September.

Therefore, after obtaining Xiao Qingcang's consent, Xie Xuning enrolled Xiao Qingcang in a calligraphy class.

The calligraphy class mainly practices brush calligraphy and tempers one's character.

Little Qingcang couldn't even hold a pen at the beginning, but now he can basically write his own name.

Although the written name was no different from a scribble of a peach charm, for Xie Xuning and Ye Linlang, every progress of Xiao Qingcang was the best.

“Dad, Mom!”

When Xiao Qingcang was writing, he also acted as a teacher to Xiao Xinghai and Xiao Tianxin.

Xiao Xinghai, who originally had a very lively personality, was unable to stay at the desk for too long.

His little butt kept twisting and turning as if it was pricked by wheat thorns.

Ye Linlang asked, "Xiao Xinghai, what's wrong?"

Little Xinghai looked up and complained to his mother, "Mom, my sister has become a little cat."

When Ye Linlang came to the study under the guidance of Xiao Xinghai, she indeed saw a little cat.

There was some ink on the sweetheart's fair little face, and even on her pretty little skirt.

"Mother!"

The little sweetheart showed Ye Linlang the name she wrote with great interest.

"That's my name."

Fortunately, Ye Tianxin’s name doesn’t have many strokes.

Although the name was written crookedly, Sweetie could still recognize it as her name.

"Who will teach our little sweetheart to write her own name?"

Little Sweetheart pointed at Li Qingcang, "Brother Qingcang!"

"Sweetheart and Qingcang are awesome."

When Xiao Xinghai saw that his brothers and sisters were all praised but he was not, he walked to the table angrily, held the pen tightly, and tried hard to write his name.

Ye Linlang couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xiao Xinghai's serious look.

Sure enough, even a child will have a strong desire to win.

"Mom, my name!"

Ye Linlang, a typical master of keeping things balanced, even praised: "Wow, Xiao Xinghai is also great!"

The reason why Xiao Tianxin and Xiao Xinghai can write their own names is because Xiao Qingcang asked the teacher at the Cultural Palace. He learned it first and then came back to teach Xiao Tianxin and Xiao Xinghai.