It was time for the soldiers to wash up and rest at home, and most of the soldiers in the military zone were in the dormitory and bathhouse.
On the way back to the family compound, there was not a single person in sight, it was extremely quiet.
Jiang Yuman didn't react when she heard Fu Jingchen's voice. She repeated subconsciously, "Go home?"
Under the moonlight, her eyes seemed to have starlight flowing.
"Now is fine."
Fu Jingchen's eyes flashed with indulgence. He carefully took his son off his shoulders and put him on a bench beside him.
Then he walked up to Jiang Yuman and squatted down.
Xiaoyi was just laughing on his father's shoulder, but he was put down in the blink of an eye, eating his hands and staring at them.
A pair of black pearl-like eyes were full of confusion.
No matter how slow Jiang Yuman was, she finally reacted.
It was so funny. "What are you doing? Do you think you are just a few months old?"
Having said that, she was actually quite touched.
Fu Jingchen is always like this, with a very careful heart hidden under his indifferent appearance. The details he noticed often touched her.
"Hurry, Xiaoyi will cry soon." Fu Jingchen patted his shoulders and squatted straight.
Jiang Yuman glanced at Xiaoyi who was sitting on the bench. The little fat boy seemed to have not reacted yet and remained quiet and motionless.
For a moment, my brain got hot and I simply sat on his shoulder.
She was not as heavy as the obstacle Fu Jingchen had trained on. After sitting on it, Fu Jingchen stood up easily.
He was tall, and Jiang Yumen sat on his shoulders and could touch the leaves with her hand.
Under the moonlight, Jiang Yuman looked at the distant ground and the two people's shadows, and thought, this is what it feels like to sit on someone's shoulders.
For a moment, she couldn't help laughing, "No wonder Xiaoyi likes it, it's just that she's heavier than him."
"It's not heavy." Fu Jingchen was telling the truth.
He really felt that his wife's weight was just right.
Jiang Yuman was in a good mood and curled the corners of her mouth, but before she could say anything, Xiaoyi's crying sound came from the bench.
At this time, the little fat boy finally realized what was happening.
Dad put him here, and mom didn't care about him and still sat in his seat. Xiaoyi, feeling ignored, burst into tears.
When Fu Jingchen held him in his arms again, he still grabbed his father's clothes and cried very sadly.
Looking at her son who was crying non-stop, Jiang Yuman glanced at Fu Jingchen, then pressed her mouth and turned her face away.
Fu Jingchen, on the other hand, looked at the branch in her hand for a long time without taking his eyes away.
That was the small piece she had just broken off.
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When he got home, Xiaoyi was tired from crying and sleepy, so he fell asleep quickly.
Jiang Yuman placed the branch on the table, propped up her face and watched, as if she could still recall the scene just now. She found it so beautiful and unbelievable.
It just so happened that the moonlight today was so beautiful, and there was no one on the road. The scene just now was worth her keeping in her heart and savoring it over and over again.
And the person who gave her this kind of experience is also worth keeping in his heart forever.
Whenever she thought of the scene just now, her heart was still beating fast. And the person who gave her this kind of experience is also worth keeping in his heart forever.
"What are you thinking about?"
Just as I was thinking about this, Fu Jingchen walked in from the door.
The tone and eyes are very intimate.
"I'm still thinking about the feeling of sitting on your shoulders for the first time." Jiang Yuman glanced at him, "By the way, did you sit like this when you were a kid?"
"I don't remember." Fu Jingchen said.
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