A female classmate came up to Tong Bao and cheered her on.

Tong Bao looked at her with a smile.

"Thank you."

"Come on, Tong Bao."

That day, Tong Bao was deeply moved.

She secretly vowed that she must be strong and worthy of so many people who love her.

In the evening, Zheng Ling received a text message from Tong Bao: "Mommy, thank you for giving me two of the best brothers in the world. Thank you for adopting so many kind and lovely sisters. "

Zheng Ling looked at the message, tears filled his eyes.

She seems to see a piece of desolate and barren land, after a spring rain baptism, emerge a lot of vitality, start a prairie fire, a full of green.

That text message, Zheng Ling read again and again.

When Zhan hanjue came into the room, he saw that she was holding her cell phone tightly. There were still wet tears on her face, but her eyes were peaceful and peaceful.

"What are you looking at?" Zhan hanjue goes over.

Zheng Ling excitedly shows the message to him. "Look, honey."

After reading Tong Bao's message, Zhan hanjue's handsome face began to smile.

Zheng Ling praised him: "husband, you are right. Release Tong Bao to her own environment, where can she lick the wound, in order to harvest the good medicine to cure the heart. "

Zhan hanjue said meaningfully: "Zheng Ling, when the children grow up, they no longer belong to us. They began to have their own small world, they no longer pour all their emotions on their parents. And we should learn to let go and let them find the cruel law of survival. "

Zheng Ling sighed weakly: "I know what you said, but I just can't bear to push them away from me."

Zhan hanjue said: "the best way for parents to love their children is to push them away. Teach them the ability to survive on their own. "

Zheng Ling nodded. "I'll learn to let go."

She put her head on the shoulder of Han hanjue, and the two people nestled together. The light projected their shadows on the ground, and the shadows were staggered and overlapped.

"Zheng Ling, it's me who will accompany you to the old age at last." Zhan hanjue said with emotion.

Zheng Ling suddenly laughed. "Thanks for you, brother Jue."

Zhan hanjue held her tightly in his arms.

Many things are easier said than done.

Zheng Ling said that she wanted to let the children fight for the future by themselves, but in the twinkling of an eye, she was worried about Tong Bao.

She raised a small face, looked pitifully at Zhan hanjue, and begged, "brother Jue, would you like to send a short message to Su Su and ask him how is Tong Bao?"

Zhan hanjue was stunned.

When can Zheng Ling stop worrying about his children?

Zhan hanjue picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhan Su asking, "how is my sister?"

Zhan Su replied, "don't worry. Everything has me. You and Mommy enjoy your life. Make up for the first half of your life. "

Zhan hanjue looks at Zhan Su's message and his eyes overflow with a soft smile.

Zhan Su is different from Tong Bao's tender and delicate. Unlike Hanbao, the sun is bright. With the fastest speed, he has grown into a magnificent towering tree.

His flowering is the earliest of the three children, and the flowers are so gorgeous.

Zheng Ling leaned over his head and saw Zhan Su's message. Zheng Ling was silly.

"Why is the child so sensible?" Zheng Ling's heart blocked the way.

She felt very guilty. She always felt that Zhan Su's old age was due to her lack of Mommy when she was a child, so that she could develop those keen insight and careful caution that were not in line with her age.