After leaving the convenience store, Ye Wanying's expression remained somber. When people greeted her on the street, she only responded with polite nods.
At noon, after finishing her training, the little girl was taken home by the logistics soldiers. As soon as she entered the door, she sensed that something was wrong with her mother.
Normally, when I come home, my mother is always happy to greet me, but today, she wasn't.
After waving goodbye to the soldier, the little man closed the door and headed towards the kitchen. Sure enough, he saw Ye Wanying standing in front of the counter, lost in thought, right at the kitchen doorway.
"Mother?"
Hearing her son's voice suddenly brought Ye Wanying back to her senses. "When did you get back?" she asked.
Hearing this, the little one frowned: "Mommy, what's wrong? Are you sick?"
"No, Mom isn't sick."
Tuanzi shook her head: "It must be because she's sick, otherwise Mommy wouldn't be like this!" She looked very determined, and that was exactly what the little girl thought.
Ye Wanying laughed, amused: "Silly son, Mommy is really not sick, I'm just thinking about some things."
It's probably only when I see this little baby that my heavy heart can relax a little.
The little one had already hugged his mother's leg and said suddenly, "Mom, squat down."
"how?"
"Mom, squat down."
Her son was being affectionate, how could she refuse? Quickly, Ye Wanying squatted down, and just then, the little guy's mouth rushed towards her:
"Mwah, mwah, mwah... mwah mwah mwah."
puff...
I see.
The little guy kissed her several times before stopping, saying, "Mommy, I'm happy."
Seeing her son's bright, sparkling eyes, Ye Wanying replied, "Okay, Mommy is very happy, is that alright?"
"Yes, Mom smiled."
How could I not be happy to have such an adorable son?
"Sweetie, go out and play, Mommy will cook."
To everyone's surprise, the little one refused, saying, "No, I want to stay here with Mommy."
Fine, I'll keep you company if you want.
...........
In the kitchen, Ye Wanying was cooking, while the little girl sat on a small stool watching.
After a long while, one of the inquisitive children asked again, "Mommy, do you miss Daddy?"
She paused for a moment as she was pouring the chicken into the pot, then quickly came to her senses. After putting the lid on, she answered her son's question: "Yes, I want some. What about you?"
The little man hummed in agreement: "Yes."
Ye Wanying knew very well that her son was very resistant to the fact that his father was often away on missions: "Baby, we have to understand Dad, you know? Dad is already very tired from protecting everyone."
The little boy sitting on the small stool paused for a moment before saying, "Then we can protect only Mom and Tuanzi, there are so many uncles here too."
With so many uncles around, why is Dad still so tired?
Helpless, Ye Wanying squatted down again and explained in a gentle voice, "Baby, you can't think like that. Many other uncles are just like Daddy, with babies at home and mothers with babies."
The little boy sniffed, clearly sad: "I know, Daddy is just too tired, and it breaks my heart."
"Fine, you feel bad about it, okay?"
"Um."
Ye Wanying often felt helpless with her son. This little guy had too many ideas, one after another popping up, and it often took her a long time to process them all.
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