1992: I hope that everyone can be happy

I hope that everyone can be happy

He watched as little 9th got into the car and left, quickly disappearing. He snorted and turned to walk home.0

Yan qingsi could tell that something was wrong. She pinched his little face and said,""You little brat, if you don't perform well, your parents-in-law won't like you in the future. If they don't like you, then don't even think about getting a wife. Let me tell you, little 9th is such a cute, sensible, and beautiful girl. I don't know how many little boys will like her."

"Cut ..." Almond said.

"Don't pretend to be so cold. A little boy like you won't be able to win the favor of a girl. "

"Hmph ..."

Yan qingsi tapped his forehead."You're still snorting. You must remember what I've said."

Almond stopped, clasped her hands behind her back, and said like a little adult,""I don't believe that she'll still like other boys after seeing me."

Yan qingsi was stunned. Yue tingfeng, who was beside her, laughed out loud."Not bad, not bad. You're indeed my son. That's the kind of domineering attitude you should show."

Yan qingsi snapped out of her daze and looked at her four-year-old son. She suddenly wanted to know what he would look like years later.

Although their story continued, the children's new chapter had unknowingly begun with the passage of time.

In another ten years, their generation would gradually step down from the stage, and the children who had grown up would become the protagonists of a new story.

Yan qingsi bent down and squatted in front of almond.

"Son, remember what you said today. In the future, you must marry little 9th."

"I know. Do I need you to tell me?"

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. After a while, aunt Wu brought in a parcel.

After Yan qingsi opened it, she found that it was filled with photos. There were many of them, and they were wrapped in another layer of waterproof tarpaulin. Every single one of them was stored in an especially good place.

In the photos, there were all kinds of sceneries that were supposed to be in the country and abroad. There were beautiful ones, magnificent ones, desolate ones, towering ones, and also desolation-filled ones. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, all Four seasons of the year, there were all kinds of them.

When these photos were put together, they formed a map of the country.

There were hundreds of photos, and Yan qingsi looked at each one carefully.

As she looked at him, the tears in her eyes flowed down unconsciously.

He said that he would take her mother to see the world she had never seen before, to see the places she wanted to see but had never been to, and he did it ...

In every photo, Yan qingsi seemed to be able to see the traces of his footsteps-the mountains, lakes, rivers, deserts, and the endless sea.

Yan qingsi could almost see the image of him holding a camera and recording the scene. He tried his best to fulfill his mother's wish. He had fulfilled his promise to her.

It had been almost five years since Yan qingsi last saw him. She did not ask Yue tingfeng to look for any traces of him because she knew that he did not want to be disturbed. That was why he held on to her tightly and refused to let go.

Yan qingsi really wanted to see him again. She wanted to ask him if he was alright.

Her tears fell and landed on a photo.

Yan qingsi stared at the date at the bottom of the photo. It was a recent photo taken by him. The tall and majestic mountain range stretched on, as if it was a person's unpredictable fate, no one knew where it would go.

Yan qingsi felt an indescribable sadness when she thought about him crossing thousands of kilometers all by himself.

After looking at it, Yue tingfeng helped her organize the photos.

Yan qingsi held the latest photo in her hand and closed her eyes. If her wish could be received by God, Yan qingsi hoped that her mother could live on and her second uncle could be happy. They were the ones who were being treated unfairly by fate.

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After Mianmian was done, she wrote "my second uncle" below."I'm so excited. Hurry up and throw your monthly votes to welcome second uncle."

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