On the way back, the squad leader sent a young comrade from the cookhouse to help carry the ribs. Ye Wanying didn't refuse. When the young comrade left, she grabbed a handful of her son's milk candies and stuffed them into his hands.
"Sister-in-law, this won't do."
"Why not? Take it!"
The young man was very awkward and didn't dare to answer.
In the end, it was the little dumpling who managed to force it in.
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In the afternoon, around three or four o'clock, the mother and son each occupied one side of the table and were writing.
Knock knock...
A knock came at the door.
"Son, go open the door."
The little guy said "Oh," put down his pen, and ran over. He opened the door and found it was guard Xiao Wu: "Uncle Wu?"
"Good afternoon, Tuanzi. Is your mom home?"
"Here I am."
Ye Wanying had naturally overheard the conversation between the two at the door, and got up and walked over: "Xiao Wu, is there something you need?"
Xiao Wu then stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, the division commander asked me to come and inform you that he won't be coming back for the next few days; he's going to Kyoto."
Kyoto?
"Okay, thanks."
"No, no, then sister-in-law, I'll be going now, they're still waiting over there."
After Xiao Wu left, Ye Wanying's lips twitched, and a little figure at her feet also pouted, finally looking up at Ye Wanying: "Mommy, will Daddy be back in a long time again?"
The little one has a good memory, so he remembers it very clearly. Not long ago, his father left for a long time, and then his mother followed him... Will he be left alone again this time?
At this moment, Ye Wanying squatted down and stroked her son's soft hair: "Baby, you must remember that your father is a soldier. Soldiers need to protect everyone, and we're not the only ones who know that, right?"
The little one seemed to understand but not quite: "Mommy, isn't it only Superman who protects everyone? Does Daddy have to too?"
What a silly boy! Superman is just a fictional character, while your father is the real hero who protects everyone.
"Yes, your dad is even more amazing than Superman."
Immediately, the little one's eyes sparkled: "Mommy, really? Is Daddy really more amazing than Superman?" Clearly, he was very excited.
"Yes."
Finally, the little guy's grievances and resentment disappeared, leaving only a deep admiration for his father.
Thinking of her son, Ye Wanying stopped writing: "Baby, do you want to drink milk tea?"
The little one immediately looked up: "Mommy, what's milk tea? Is it delicious?"
"It tastes amazing."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"
"OK, then you can continue writing."
"Mmm-hmm."
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Milk, sago pearls, hawthorn slices, coconut jelly, raisins, sugar... everything is ready.
Actually, you could add other things, such as crushed fried peanuts, black pearls, grass jelly, etc. However, it's not easy to find black pearls and grass jelly at this time, and since the peanuts weren't fried beforehand, they were excluded.
The little one in the living room finished writing neatly and couldn't resist running to the kitchen: "Mommy, is the milk tea ready yet?"
Just as I was pouring raisins into the pot, I casually popped a thin-skinned, fleshy, seedless raisin into the little guy's mouth: "Almost done, are you finished writing?"
The little one chewed on sweet and sour raisins, nodding as he said, "Mmm, I've finished writing from one to ten. Mommy, please check."
Ye Wanying smiled and said, "Okay, Mom will check in a bit."
After that, the little person stayed in the kitchen and wouldn't leave until the milk tea was ready, then followed them out.
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