The closed door opened again, and Chu Yifeng suggested with a smile on his face:
"Mom, seriously, don't put my grandma in a splint as soon as she gets home. Just do what you need to do. Don't come home on time. You'll be unhappy accompanying her. Believe me, within three days, my grandma will definitely complain, and General Chu will definitely come home!"
This time Liang Yinqiu really laughed: "Go! Hurry up and keep your voice down, your grandma might hear you!"
I hope my children will come back home. What I hope for is nothing more than to hear a few kind words to warm my heart and then continue on my journey.
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Every family has its own problems. This is just a microcosm of many families in a certain era. However, the "problem" of the Bi family is currently the mother and daughter.
"Sister-in-law, you are so mean! Yueyue and Dacheng are about to get on the train at this hour, and you are already crying again!"
Liu Yafang regrets it!
When they went to the grave that morning, Dacheng's cries and calls for his grandfather could be heard from two miles away. But when they got to his daughter's place, there was no sound at all.
Cry at the grave, cry at the grave, it would be bad if she didn't cry out loud. She was also angry. That damn kid hadn't said a word to her from the time they quarreled yesterday until he left. How angry must he be!
She went up and pushed Danier, trying to remind her to cry out loud, but the child ended up hating her even more.
How could she not feel bad as a mother? That was her own daughter, and she was so skinny...
It turns out that the child didn't cry out loud because his throat couldn't make any sound!
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It's easy to imagine how miserable Bi Yue was when she returned to Kyoto...
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(This chapter is an additional chapter for Lingchatan Xianpa.
In the previous book, she supported me as always in the plot about the 1970s, the great earthquake, and the trivial family life. The first He Shi Bi I received was given by her. When the book was completed in the 1970s, she exchanged her monthly ticket for Qidian coins and gave me the He Shi Bi again. In other words, the last He Shi Bi was also given by her.
I was very touched when she said in the group: "I just want to give the monthly ticket to Seventies, so I exchange the ticket for money as a reward." I still remember it clearly.
In my eyes, Xiao Ling in the group is relatively reserved, gentle, calm, and quiet. But when she does speak, she's soft and adorable... As I write this, for some reason, the word "pure" comes to mind... This is Xiao Ling in the author's eyes, as the leader of the previous book and the head of this one. (To be continued.)
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