Gu Zhinian lay on the bed, supporting her chin with her hands, staring at him without blinking, stroking his eyebrows and fair face with her fingers. This was her son, her biological son. From the first time she saw him, she felt particularly close to him.
Everyone said that she looked very similar to Xiao Tangyuan, but she herself didn't care. Now, if you look closely, they do look alike.
Her son, she had a baby in the 1980s. This is amazing. How come she didn’t know when the baby was lost?
Gu Zhinian glanced at her watch, it was past eleven o'clock, so she quickly closed her eyes and went to sleep. After a while, she opened her eyes again and put her finger under the nose of little Tangyuan, breathing slowly and evenly.
Very good, sleep.
All night long, Gu Zhinian was in a state of extreme excitement. She had relatives, blood relatives, and she was no longer alone. She had little glutinous rice balls,
She wanted to tell everyone that the little glutinous rice dumpling was her son. She had a son. This cute little glutinous rice dumpling was her son.
In the second half of the night, Gu Zhinian fell into a deep sleep with his mind full of Tangyuan.
The next day, before dawn, Yun Muye got up, cooked dinner as usual, covered the food in the pot, put on his military uniform, and put Gu Zhinian's photo close to his shirt pocket.
Before going to work, I opened the baby's room, sat by the bed, and tidied the quilts for Gu Zhinian and Xiao Tangyuan. The two of them, one big and one small, had rosy faces while sleeping, which was so adorable.
Yun Muye lowered his head and kissed Gu Zhinian on the forehead, then kissed Xiao Tangyuan, took out a passbook and placed it under Gu Zhinian's pillow, then went to work with satisfaction.
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