An An wanted to keep listening, he was very interested in his father's past.

But he couldn't resist the power of his body's biological clock, slowly his eyes became smaller and smaller, until sleep completely occupied his consciousness.

Chu Xia was also listening, she was not asleep when An An fell asleep, and when she saw that Cen Zhengnian had stopped talking, she immediately asked in a low voice: "What's next?"

"Next..." Cen Zhengnian smiled when he saw her curious eyes, and continued talking.

Chu Xia gradually became sleepy, she covered her mouth and yawned and said: "Let's talk about it later. It's a pity that you are leaving tomorrow."

The things Cen Zhengnian talked about were all very interesting. Although they were all trivial things in life, it was comfortable to listen to him talking about them, and it also had a hypnotic effect.

Cen Zhengnian looked down at Cen Huaian sleeping. His eyes were closed, and his whole body was relaxed. His hand was still tightly grasping a corner of his clothes.

He looked up at Chuxia again. She had closed her eyes, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes because of sleepiness. Such warmth made him feel an impulse in his heart.

"Chuxia, why don't you and An'an come with me to Ganzhou and live with your parents."

Chuxia was already drowsy. Hearing this, she asked without thinking: "What about work if I go there? What about study?"

Cen Zhengnian sighed secretly. Yes, he knew it was impossible when he asked it. He reached out and patted Chuxia on the back: "I just said it casually, go to sleep."

The next morning, before dawn, Cen Zhengnian opened his eyes.

Cen Huaian was sleeping soundly in his arms, and Chuxia was sleeping beside him with a smile on her face, as if she had a sweet dream.

He looked at the two of them, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He carefully pulled his arm out from under Cen Huaian's body.

The ticket was for seven o'clock, and it was not yet five o'clock, so he had to go to the station in advance. It was too early at this time, and Cen Zhengnian did not plan to let Chuxia and An An send him off.

Just as he pulled his arm out, he heard An An mutter, "Dad."

Then Cen Zhengnian watched his little arm touch the side, and when he touched Cen Zhengnian's body, he turned over and continued to sleep.

Cen Zhengnian breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of waking An An up.

He got out of bed and dressed very quietly. Who knew that when he turned around after getting dressed, he met the open eyes of Chu Xia and Cen Huaian.

He paused: "Did I wake you up?"

Chu Xia shook her head: "No, I was calculating the time."

She yawned as she spoke, and Cen Huaian also looked sleepy.

Cen Zhengnian went over and pulled the quilt for the two of them and said: "I can go to the station alone, you don't have to get up."

Cen Zhengnian left and didn't know when he would be back. He was left to go to the station alone, without even a relative to see him off. It was too pitiful.

And from Cen Huaian's expression, you can tell that he wanted to see his father off, although he didn't say so.

Chuxia opened the quilt and said, "I'm awake now, and I can't sleep anymore, so I'll just go see you off."

Cen Huaian didn't say anything, but he had already taken the clothes and put them on, and it was obvious that he was going to see you off as well.

A warm current suddenly surged in Cen Zhengnian's heart, flowing to every part of his body.

Chuxia wasn't sure if there was any breakfast stall outside at this time, so she quickly mixed the batter, added eggs, some shredded potatoes, and put a plate of pancakes on the table.

"Eat something to fill your stomach, and then have a bowl of maltose each later."

Cen Zhengnian wanted to help, but Chuxia hurried him away, "Go and see if there's anything you forgot to bring, and don't forget to bring something to eat on the way."

Cen Zhengnian looked at Chuxia's busy figure, and An An, who had been following him since he got up, and his heart softened.

Cen Huaian seemed to have thought of something. He buried his short legs and ran into the inner room. He quickly picked several tomatoes and brought them over.

"This is for you." He put the tomatoes on the table and pushed them to Cen Zhengnian.

These were tomatoes that Cen Huaian had grown himself. They were still bearing fruit. He treasured them very much, except for picking them for cooking in Chuxia.

When the tomatoes bore their first fruit, Chuxia made him candied tomatoes. He ate them very carefully and didn't waste even the tomato syrup.

But now he picked all the ripe tomatoes on the windowsill and gave them to Cen Zhengnian.

Cen Zhengnian couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He just hugged Cen Huaian: "An An..."

Cen Huaian's face slowly turned red. His body was a little stiff. He rubbed his head against Cen Zhengnian's arms with a small movement.

It wasn't completely bright outside yet, and the morning star could be seen hanging in the southeast.

However, some people in the family compound had already gotten up early, mostly elderly people, and they got up to stroll and talk in the yard.

Cen Zhengnian pushed the bicycle, Chuxia sat in the back with a suitcase, and Cen Huaian sat on the front crossbar.

The bike brought a cold wind, and Chuxia thought: Fortunately, she ignored Cen Huaian's objection and put a scarf on him, and she also put one on herself, otherwise it would be very cold this morning.

I just don't know if Cen Zhengnian is cold riding a bicycle, he is not wearing anything, not even gloves on his hands.

When they arrived at the station, Chuxia noticed that Cen Zhengnian's originally fair and slender hands were a little red.

He was carrying a suitcase in one hand and holding Cen Huaian with the other, while Chuxia held Cen Huaian's other hand tightly.

There were a lot of people in the station, Cen Zhengnian turned to Chuxia and said, "There are too many people, I can go in by myself."

Cen Huaian held Chuxia's hand tightly.

"Now that we're here, I'll take you to the train."

There was still some time before the train was to depart, so Cen Zhengnian bought a platform ticket, and Chuxia and Cen Huaian followed him into the station.

There were a lot of people inside, but it wasn't that crowded.

Some people didn't go home at night because they had to take the morning train, so they slept directly on the chairs in the station.

Cen Zhengnian couldn't find an empty seat, so he put his suitcase on the ground and let Chuxia and Cen Huaian sit.

"An'an, after I leave, you have to listen to your mother. You can write to me, and I will reply to you when I see it."

"Well, when will you come back?" Cen Huaian looked up at Cen Zhengnian.

Cen Zhengnian's words were suddenly stuck in his throat. He looked into Cen Huaian's innocent eyes and touched his head: "I don't know either."

Cen Huaian said "hmm" and seemed to be in an even more depressed mood.

Soon the train arrived at the station, Cen Zhengnian went to get on the train, and the crowds of people squeezed in.

Chuxia carefully protected Cen Huaian, and Cen Zhengnian followed the crowd to the train, waving his hand and saying loudly: "You go back! Don't come over!"

"Dad! Dad!"

Cen Huaian finally realized that he was really separated from his father, and couldn't help shouting loudly, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Chuxia's heart was also sour, she hugged Cen Huaian tightly, and shouted to Cen Zhengnian: "Have a safe journey!"

Cen Zhengnian suddenly turned his head back, desperately squeezed out, hugged Chuxia and Cen Huaian tightly, put his head on Cen Huaian's forehead, and touched his face: "An'an, Dad is gone."

"I'm leaving." He touched Chuxia's head again, and really turned around to leave. At this time, An'an grabbed his hand and stuffed a small thing into his hand.

Cen Zhengnian felt something that looked like a long object. He didn't dare to look at it at this moment, fearing that someone would knock it off, so he held it tightly and walked forward.

When Cen Zhengnian squeezed into the car, he looked back and saw Chu Xia and Cen Huaian standing there, watching him go.

He waved again and walked into the inner carriage.

His seat was not by the window, but there was only an aisle between him and the window. Until the train started, he could still see the figures of Chu Xia and Cen Huaian, and his heart was sour and painful.

Chu Xia hugged Cen Huaian for a while, and then she put him on the ground when she had no strength left. The two watched the train carrying Cen Zhengnian go farther and farther, until the last section of the carriage could no longer be seen.

She turned to look at Cen Huaian, who was so depressed that he had no interest in anything. He was still looking at the train going away.

"Okay, let's go home."

Cen Huaian nodded, and walked out hand in hand with Chuxia. The two did not speak all the way.

However, Chuxia immediately sent Cen Huaian to school after returning home. Even if Cen Zhengnian left, she still had to go to school and go to work.

However, Cen Zhengnian's departure still had an impact. Chuxia felt that she was not in a good mood today, and she did not notice that Huang Tingyue had walked in front of her several times. It was not

until Huang Tingyue herself could not help but call her: "Chuxia, do you think my skirt looks good?"

Chuxia looked up at her and saw that she was wearing a bright red dress with long sleeves today. The material of the dress was also suitable for autumn.

But the style is a bit off for her, because it is too red, Huang Tingyue is more suitable for pinkish colors.

But the skirt is quite good-looking, Chuxia smiled and nodded: "It's pretty."

Huang Tingyue showed a proud smile on her face: "This is the skirt that Meizhi lent me, and I think it suits me very well."

Liu Meizhi is an accountant in the textile factory. There are several accountants in the accounting office. Liu Meizhi, Chuxia and Huang Tingyue are all newcomers who have just taken over the job not long ago.

It is said that Liu Meizhi has connections behind her, but Chuxia doesn't know what the connection is. She just heard a few words from her colleagues in the office.

"It suits you very well." Chuxia understood the intention of Huang Tingyue showing off the skirt: Look, if you don't lend it to me, someone else will lend it to me, and the skirt is better than yours.

Chuxia was happy to fulfill the little girl's wish. It wasn't a big deal, so she just agreed with her words.

Huang Tingyue was satisfied with Chuxia's answer, and she stopped walking around in front of Chuxia in the red skirt.

Chuxia didn't notice these things. She was still wondering what Cen Zhengnian was doing in the car.

Cen Zhengnian was sitting in the crowded carriage, eating a tomato while looking at the last thing Cen Huaian stuffed into his hands.

It was a small and a little rough wooden carved airplane, very similar to the wooden airplane model he gave to An An.

As he looked at it, he felt a little sore in his eyes, and he quickly lowered his head and took a big bite of the tomato.

Tomatoes are afraid of being squeezed, and Cen Zhengnian was afraid that they would be squeezed and inedible, so after getting on the car and sitting down, he took out the tomato to eat.

The tomatoes were sweet and sour, and tasted good. He ate two in one go.

The kid across the street was about to cry when he saw him eating, but Cen Zhengnian didn't share any of them.

This was given to him by An An, and he wanted to finish it all by himself, and no one would give it to him.

Someone said to him, "You grow these tomatoes well."

Cen Zhengnian showed pride on his face, "My son grows them, and he's only five years old this year."