But she came to help, but Nie Jiayu left the girl with her and went to do other things.
He squeezed together with a group of boys, chatting about the latest digital cameras, computer hardware and software. In the midst of the noisy crowd, the group of young men were shouting and talking, and it was unclear what they had to talk about.
Well, there's still a long way to go. I'll educate my silly younger brother later.
As the eldest sister, Nie Han could only accompany a group of little girls, jumping and cheering for her younger brother's sake.
She even felt inexplicably younger.
At this moment, Li Xia was at home. She had just finished tidying up the house, turned on the 21-inch color TV, and picked up her knitting. She was using the softest wool and the finest stitches. There was still a long way to go, and her family was going to have another baby. Those fine stitches were her love.
She knew it would be a girl, a special girl like her daughter.
Love is fear, and also a constant feeling of indebtedness, so she was only afraid that the clothes she sewed were not soft enough or comfortable enough.
But every stitch she knits, every eye of the needle, represents the hope she pours into it, and it is also where her joy lies.
She knitted while watching TV until, after what seemed like an eternity, the scene on the TV suddenly changed, and she finally stopped what she was doing and stared intently at the TV screen.
It's A Yuan, wearing a black suit, a black bow tie, and a black face mask with a small red flag on it.
He actually appeared in the shot, blinking his beautiful big eyes, looking both serious and adorable.
The camera cuts in from A Yuan, only briefly, but in the crowd, Li Xia sees her daughter again, and she smiles from the bottom of her heart.
That was her next generation, her hope.
Looking at her daughter and grandson, she felt as if she were there herself!
The End.
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