With red eyes, Chu Yunyao took the plate from Xiang Yi's hand: "Mother didn't cry, it's because dust fell into her eyes."
Xiang Yi climbed onto Chu Yunyao's lap and sat, holding Chu Yunyao's face in his hands: "I'll blow it up for mother."
Chu Yunyao's tears became more unbearable and fell even harder.
She covered her eyes with a veil: "Xiangyi, aunt is not in good health, go and spend more time with aunt in the future, okay?"
Mo Xiangyi nodded obediently: "Okay, aunt said that she would take us to the garden to play in a few days."
"Auntie is the person who loves to remember each other the most in this world, remember to remember each other."
Xiang Yi was full of doubts: "Isn't the person who loves Xiang Yi the most the most, Father Marshal and Mother Kissing you?"
"Of course father and mother love each other, and older brothers and sisters also love each other." Chu Yunyao hugged Xiang Yi: "Our family Xiang Yi is such a good child, who would be willing not to love each other?"
Standing at the window, Mo Lingwei looked at the flowers, plants and trees in the backyard, with mixed emotions in her heart.
Since the person in her memory is really Feng Shaojin, shouldn't she give Feng Shaojin a chance?
Two days later.
Mo Lingwei took a few children to play in the garden, and Chu Yunyao took a carriage of marinated chicken wings, chicken legs, honey, vegetables, charcoal, and a grill made of barbed wire to go with them.
It is rare to have such a relaxing moment. The three children took off their shoes and stepped barefoot on the pebbles in the stream, letting the small fish run over and nibble the dander on their feet. Itching, I tried my best to hold back my laughter, for fear of scaring away the little fish in the stream.
Chu Yunyao and Fourth Aunt were too busy with barbecue, Mo Lingyuan stood on the top of the hill, looking at this private garden, feeling a little strange.
The scenery in this place is so beautiful, it should be a holiday destination for many people, and there must be noble wives who have nothing to do on weekdays to come and play, how could there be no one except their family?
Mo Lingyuan stood by the stream and asked his younger sister who was taking care of the children: "Whose family owns this garden?"
Mo Lingwei shook her head: "I don't know, when my aunt and I lived in the nursing home, we often came to play. There are still a lot of people on weekdays. I don't know why no one came here today..."
Mo Lingyuan's brows furrowed slightly, and he had a faint premonition in his heart, could it be...
He looked at the place where people passed by, and as expected, he saw Feng Shaojin and Feng Yichen walking over.
Seeing Mo Lingwei, Feng Yichen twitched his lips and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, you are here too?"
Mo Lingyuan snorted coldly.
How can there be such a coincidence in this world?
Mo Lingwei asked: "Master Yichen, do you know whose family owns this garden?"
"Our family." Feng Yichen said casually.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two eyes shooting towards him like sharp knives. When Feng Yichen saw Mo Lingyuan's ice-cold face, he knew that his lie had been seen through.
He scratched his head and put the fishing rod and bucket on the ground: "My brother has been in a bad mood for the past two days. He has been fishing in the lake over there. I didn't expect you to come here..."
Mo Lingwei raised her eyes, looked behind Feng Yichen, and saw a handsome man standing on a steep slope from a distance. The sun shone on his skin that was already white as snow, and there was no reason for the man's cold and noble temperament. Added a touch of enchanting enchantment to the end, making her even more handsome.
He stood on the slope and looked at Mo Lingwei for a moment, as if ink was surging in his dark pupils, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist. After a while, he seemed to restrain the surging emotion deep in his heart. Emotions, fingers slowly loosen...
Finally, with long legs, she walked towards Mo Lingwei step by step...