But the next sentence was Cheng Cheng's own interpretation, "Uncle, buy some candied haws for the baby!"
Cen Yue spent a long time with his daughter building a snowman in the yard.
Song Yiyi was afraid of the cold, so she curled up by the fire.
The father and daughter built a big snowman, and many small snowmen were neatly arranged next to it.
Cheng Cheng introduced them one by one: "This is Mom, this is Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle, Aunt..."
Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen my daughter for too long.
Cen Yue spent the entire afternoon playing with Chengcheng.
Children are full of energy and never feel tired even after running around.
And kept giggling.
Song Yiyi called them several times: "It's cold outside, come back and rest for a while."
Just ignore it.
Cen Yue ignored him.
Song Yiyi always felt that the child was a little over-discharged today.
As expected.
It was just six o'clock in the evening and the little guy fell asleep after drinking his milk.
Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun also went to bed after dinner. They were the type of people who went to bed early and got up early.
Before Gu Cheng left, he said he would not be back that night.
He found Liu Yao.
I have to go back to the army.
When there were only two of them left, Song Yiyi took out the passbook and said, "This was sent by the second son. It was something that the old man had when he was alive."
After all, they are father and son.
Song Yiyi carefully observed Cen Yue's expression.
Cen Anguo’s death was such a big thing that Cen Yue and Cen Bowen were notified by the army during their six-month rotation.
Huo Tianqi said that Cen Bowen called back.
I cried bitterly on the phone.
"I also have some specially supplied Moutai, calligraphy and paintings, etc., which I put in my study."
Song Yiyi whispered, "I'll deal with it when you come back."
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