Lin Xiaotang, the elders in the family, and the children went to the cemetery together.

The New Year is truly over.

They want to send back the souls that were invited home to celebrate the New Year.

The whole family visits the grave and pays respects.

After packing up everything, Lin Jiancheng took his two children and left with everyone, leaving Lin Xiaotang some time alone.

Standing in front of her parents' grave, Lin Xiaotang said a lot of things.

There are things that happened to her recently, and also the truth that was discovered about her.

In fact, she really doesn't have to do anything now.

When it comes to revenge, Lindenko is always the first to rush forward.

Fu Hansheng gave her the future, and her family protected her past.

All the friends she had let down in her previous life were now by her side.

Lin Xiaotang is really content.

She let go of many obsessions in her heart.

Some are indifferent and indifferent to the world.

I am not immersed in hatred, nor am I a lazy novice.

I just want to be with my love forever.

We must also make up for the maternal love that our children lack.

Lin Xiaotang really wanted to try out the artistic conception of "the thread in the hands of a loving mother", but unfortunately the baby's clothes would not tear.

Lin Xiaotang was talking to her parents and herself in a rambling manner, seeming a little lonely in front of the tombstone in the cemetery.

The spring breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, and Lin Xiaotang felt more warmth in her hands.

From the side, I saw Fu Hansheng, who was wearing a black windbreaker and had an unstable breath.

He seemed to have come in a hurry, and his whole body was emitting heat.

Like her sun.

The two smiled at each other and looked at the photo on the tombstone.

There are no superfluous words, and no need for superfluous words.

Standing side by side means a lifetime commitment.

"My legs are a little sore."

Lin Xiaotang moved closer to Fu Hansheng and spoke in a soft voice.

After blowing the wind for a long time, my nose feels a bit blocked.

Fu Hansheng took off his coat and put it on Lin Xiaotang.

Bend down and pick up Lin Xiaotang.

There were obvious dark circles under Fu Hansheng's eyes, and he looked very tired.

When I got outside, I saw Ye Liangchen standing by the car, yawning repeatedly.

Lin Xiaotang hugged Fu Hansheng's neck tightly, "Thank you for your hard work."

A lot of this hardship is because of her.

Fu Hansheng kissed her forehead and said, "It's not hard. I serve my wife."

Lin Xiaotang's face instantly became hot.

It's not that she has impure intentions, it's just that Fu Hansheng's low voice and eyes full of love when he said this were so seductive.

Fu Hansheng carried Lin Xiaotang into the car and put her on his lap, with no intention of letting her sit alone.

Ye Liangchen drove without any complaints.

Fu Hansheng was hurried on his journey, but this little bit of hardship was nothing to him. After all, he also had someone to meet.

Lin Xiaotang touched the stubble on Fu Hansheng's chin, feeling a little prickly and tingling, which was very interesting. "Why did you rush back in such a hurry?"

Fu Hansheng grabbed her rebellious hand, put it on his lips and kissed it again and again, "I want to come back soon to eat the fried buns you made."

Lin Xiaotang smiled happily.

When a person does something repeatedly, he can achieve results.

For example, now she can make steamed buns with steamed buns.

And the skills of making buns and dumplings were derived from it.

The girl who had never touched Yang Chunshui and could not cook, finally learned the recipes of firewood, rice, oil and salt for the sake of the man she loved.

"Then you must be prepared. My dark cuisine will definitely subvert your cognition."

“We’ll see.”

Fu Hansheng buried his face in her arms and yawned barely perceptible.

Lin Xiaotang stroked the back of his head and said nothing more.

She heard Fu Hansheng's even breathing.

She thought that this man must be extremely tired to have such a reaction.

Heartbroken.

Lin Xiaotang hugged him tighter, giving him enough sense of security.

Familiar smell, familiar embrace, familiar heartbeat.