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Chapter two hundred and thirteen yearning

When the dishes were added one after another, the old lady was stunned again.

"Didn't you say less? Even the original emperor can't eat that much!"

Looking at the Yupan Zhenxie in front of her, every dish was extremely delicate, and she almost even had her eyes falling off.

"Mother-in-law, I want to eat it. You can't let me eat noodles with you too. Look, I've lost a lot of weight!"

Lin Zhitang was coquettish, as if she was acting like a daughter and a mother.

Listening to Lin Zhitang's words, the old lady felt guilty and her expression became depressed.

When she was just here, she was weak and gave her accommodation and meals. She also helped her with work and housework. Now, looking at her, she is thinner than when she first arrived at her house.

"Eat! Zhitang, eat more, I didn't take good care of you, you took care of our grandparents and grandchildren!"

The old lady's eyes were a little wet, so she picked up a chopstick and put it into Lin Zhitang's bowl.

"Okay, mother-in-law, you should eat more, let's have a happy meal and then return to your new home happily!"

Lin Zhitang smiled brightly, and the old lady also made up her mind to pick up a dish with chopsticks to the dish.

"Well, let's have a good meal!"

The man witnessed the scene in front of him. It was a long time since he had seen Lin Zhitang smile so happily. She had been cooperating with him carefully by her side. So many things made her even more nervous. Now, watching her get along with her grandparents and grandchildren, that is the most real Lin Zhitang.

"Sister eats vegetables!" Miaomiao scooped a spoonful of pine nuts and corn for her with a spoon, and said in a slight voice.

"Miaomiao is so sensible, where is grandma?" Lin Zhitang praised and guided her to pick up food for the old lady.

The little girl obediently scooped a spoonful of corn and sent it to her grandmother. The old lady couldn't stop smiling. This kind of life was something she could not imagine.

Miaomiao put the spoon into the dining plate again. She glanced at Su Zi'an secretly, a little scared, and a little hesitant. She frowned her little brow and stretched out her chubby little arm.

"Brother, eat too."

She moved a little anxiously, and she sprinkled a lot of the corn she sent outside the bowl, and her expression became frightened again. She put down the spoon, reached out and grabbed the corn kernels sprinkled on the table one by one with her little hands, and sent them directly into her mouth.

"Miaomiao, you can't eat it!" Su Zian quickly interrupted her, and it fell on the table, unhygienic.

"Grandma said, you can't waste food."

She felt aggrieved and thought Su Zi'an was going to rape her. She didn't mean it, but she just shook her hands and spilled it out.

Looking at the little girl's appearance, Su Zian took a deep breath, and an inexplicable feeling flowed in his heart.

He controlled his expression and showed a kind smile.

"We cannot waste food, but we cannot eat dirty food, and we will get sick. So, next time we do things, we cannot hurry, we must take it slowly."

It was beyond Lin Zhitang's expectation that Su Zi'an had taught Miaomiao so carefully, and he stretched out his hands to Miaomiao again.

"Can you please hug me? Let my sister have dinner first."

The little girl looked up at Lin Zhitang, then looked at Su Zi'an, nodded, and reached out her hands towards him.

In this way, Miaomiao sat upright on Su Zi'an's lap. Su Zi'an picked up egg dumplings for her, and broke them. He fed them into Miaomiao's mouth bit by bit, and asked from time to time, is it delicious?

Su Zian suddenly became immersed in this happy atmosphere. Is this kind of life the one he has always hoped for?

Lin Zhitang was stunned and stared at the two men who looked like father and daughter, tears unconsciously dripping again.

Miaomiao, it would be great if it was their child. She couldn't help but sigh, but luck was so good that she shook her head, tears, and buried her head in her meal.

The past has passed, and there will be no chance to start over again, and she can only seize the opportunity of the present to usher in the sun of tomorrow.

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The disappointed Qianxi had a surprisingly sweet nap. Maybe the foreign language on TV was too hypnotic.

In her sleep, she returned to the yard she was childhood. Grandma sat on a rattan chair, shaking a big palm fan, and watched her and Maoqiu run in the yard with a smile.

"Grandma... I miss you..." Little mouth began to mutter in her sleep. Jian Mo heard the movement and looked down at the sleeping girl.

Grandma? I have never heard her mention it. Logically, she should have lived with her grandmother. This grandma Bai Qiming's mother-in-law passed away more than ten years ago. Did she dream about the past?

There was a sweet smile on her face, without any sadness. Jian Mo fell into a thought, a trace of pain, with self-deprecating self-deprecation. She was getting farther and farther away from the identity he expected, right? He understood many things in his heart, but was unwilling to choose to face them, and would rather escape and deceive himself.

Jian Mo's eyes were complicated. He was confident in everything he did. He had never dragged on it. The turmoil caused in her heart magnified little by little, making him confused.

The man glanced out the window and saw the bright sunshine shining in, the mist dissipated, and everything was dazzling.

If you think about the future, then you will be completely cut off from everything outside.

Looking at Qianxi's face, he smiled and reached out to pat her tender white face.

"Xiao Xi, wake up!"

"Diet hairball, don't bite me!" The man lying on the sofa, before he opened his eyes, slapped Jian Mo's arms randomly.

The man's smile became deeper. She muttered and frowned. I wonder who she was fighting for three hundred rounds in this dream.

"Bai Qianxi! Get up! If you don't get up, I won't go hunting today!"

Jian Mo cleared his throat and raised the volume.

Yes! Hunting! Qian Xi heard the sensitive words in a vague way and opened her eyes suddenly. She was the one who was going to hunt!

When I opened my eyes, it was no longer the familiar yard. Jian Mo's face seemed to be smiling. It turned out that the one who bit her just now was not the Maoqiu? Is it the one in front of me?

After a moment of confusion, the nice mint smell on Jian Mo made Qianxi wake up completely.

"Can we go hunting? Have you finished watching the movie?"

Qian Xi stared at the man with bright eyes, and under the light, the hypnotic movie was still being staged. Didn’t he say he would wait for the movie to be finished? Why did he suddenly change his mind?

"It's time to leave."

He picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, and got up and put on the backpack he had prepared before.

The man's actions did not seem to lie to her. It seems that in this foreign country, the beautiful blonde and blue-eyed girl is not as fond of Jian Mo!

"Don't I bring anything?"

Qianxi asked with her head tilted. Jian Mo seemed to have only packed up a backpack and did not prepare anything for her. Did she ask her to go into battle lightly?

"Just keep your brain in mind."

Jian Mo clicked his forehead and hung the gun bag diagonally on Qianxi's shoulder.

Qianxi was a little unhappy when she heard this, and her little mouth naturally started muttering. What does it mean to be brain-bearing? Is she not brain-bearing usually? This is Hong Guoguo's contempt for her!

"No special situation, don't play with guns, be careful of getting fire, follow me well, how far away is from me, someone has promised!"

There was a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed extremely disharmonious on his literary face.

The distance mentioned yesterday? One step? Or sticking together? It seems that there is no conclusion at that time? How is it possible to stick together? It is not a conjoined baby, but the distance at this step is indeed very exaggerated...

At that time, she just wanted to send Jian Mo and let him take him to hunt. God knew that his memory was so good, and he still remembered this incident! If he didn't mention it, Qian Xi would have forgotten it herself! This meticulous guy!
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