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"Goodbye my grandfather~"

Lin Jian ate slowly. Seeing that his grandfather had come back to his senses, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat him, so he quickly pulled the last bit of rice from the bowl into his mouth.

Then put the bowls and chopsticks, and ran to the backyard with your legs.

Because everyone is busy on weekdays, cooking and cleaning dishes every day becomes a turn.

Whoever comes home first will cook. If you don’t want to cook, you will go to the food stall to eat. The dishes and chopsticks are the ones you finish eating.

In the past, Lin Jian was busy eating, and he was washing dishes seven times in ten times. Today, it was rare that his grandfather was the last one. The little guy got off the table and went to have fun.

Today is rare not to wash dishes by yourself!

He is going to play with the wooden sword that his uncle bought!

Who knew that he had just run two steps and was pulled out by Lin Zihan before he even stepped into the house.

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He opened his mouth and wanted to ask him what he was doing, but saw Lin Zihan raising his hand and making a swearing gesture.

He pulled the person to the study room and then said, "Auntie has finally come back. Please let your brother and aunt talk well."

Lin Jian nodded, thinking of the wooden sword he had hidden in the house, he was a little jealous.

"Okay, okay, have you learned the lessons assigned by Mr. Du?"

Lin Zihan glanced at his younger brother and thought about playing all day long, so he was not afraid of being slapped by the master!

Shen Zhiyu was stuck in Nanzhi in the room, as if she wanted to make up for all the time occupied by her father this afternoon.

"My mother, do you drink water?"

"My grandma, do you eat pastries?"

"My mother, are you cold?"

"My mother..."

After experiencing the little guy's eight words in the ten words, Ah Niang, Nanzhi felt her temples swelling a little.

"Jade."

"Um?"

When Shen Zhiyu heard the girl calling her, she suddenly felt energetic.

"Don't worry about Zhiyu, my mother will not leave Zhiyu again."

Nanzhi sighed slightly after holding the little guy in his arms.

"Um."

The little guy buried his head in his mother's arms, and his voice sounded a little dull now.

"I just miss my mother too much, so don't bother me."

"I know that Zhiyu misses Ah Mother, and she also misses our Zhiyu. Ah Mother won't bother with Zhiyu."

He gently patted the little guy's shoulder, and the tip of Nanzhi's nose felt a little sore.

She missed the two years that Zhiyu grew up.

"My mother tells me a story, okay?"

"good."

Nanzhi nodded and began to talk about the story of Sun Wukong fighting the White Bone Demon three times. Before he finished talking, the little guy fell asleep deeply, but his little hand was tightly holding Nanzhi's sleeve and was unwilling to let go.

Looking at the tears on his little face, Nanzhi felt aching in his heart.

Zhiyu is always so well-behaved, not as good as a doll.

After covering him with a quilt, Nanzhi tiptoed out of the house, afraid that he would wake him up.

Through the window, I saw Nanzhi coming out. Lin Jian put the book on it and almost jumped up.

When the aunt comes out, he can go back to the house to have fun!

Looking at his younger brother's appearance, Lin Zihan curled his lips. He had tried his best. If he was slapped in the palm of his body when he returned to school, it would be nothing to do with him.

It was a little cool at night, so Nanzhi wrapped her coat and sat at the table to look at the stars.

The stars are shining, which is a very beautiful scene.

Suddenly I saw a person jumping over the roof like a flying white rat, almost scaring Nanzhi to death.

It was a human being, and Nanzhi felt something was wrong. A tall man like Shen Wenchen should not look so vulgar.

"Sister Nanzhi?"

The boy is still white, and his appearance has not changed at all after two years.

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