Ma Wenfang has always been a well-behaved child. She sat aside, looked at the model on the ground, picked it up and put it together.
"Of course I eat well. Look, I'm a lot taller than you. I haven't been sick this year. Mom said my physique is better. Is Beijing the same as what the books say? I want to go and see it too."
Mi Li suddenly stood up as she thought of something. "Wait a minute, I'll go get my camera. I've taken a lot of photos of Beijing."
When Ma Wenfang heard this, she clapped her hands and cheered: "Sister, I want to see it."
Yang Huihui also raised her hand, "Sister, I want to see it too."
Yang Dawei raised his hand and said, "Sister..."
Millie smiled, and her delicate face became even brighter and more radiant.
"Okay, okay, let's watch it together."
Rice balls and rice cakes were pushed aside, and it was obvious that rice grains were the most popular.
Yang Dawei took Fantuan with him to play Tunnel Warfare. It was not time for dinner yet. Boys couldn't sit still at home.
No matter how cold it is outside, he can still run. Jiang Yan followed him. After all, they were nourished by the spiritual spring water. The three children's physiques were better than those of ordinary people, so there was no need to worry about them catching a cold.
If she really catches a cold, she has medicine in her space and she will be well tomorrow after taking it.
Sometimes, if a child is sick with a fever, she can also be withdrawn.
Ma Fuqiang sat aside, peeling melon seeds and chewing them. "Oh, the climate and soil of Beijing are good for people. Look at your spirits, you are even better. You are content with your wife.
Don't think about settling down in Beijing right after graduating from military school. You know, you are Old Yang's right-hand man. Now that you are old and unable to do things, we are waiting for you young people to stand up, so that we can retire with peace of mind."
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