In order to see it more clearly, Ye Huanyu put her head lightly on Qi Yemo's arm holding the photo.

His clear eyes widened, and he tried to identify carefully: that adult is a beautiful girl, revealing an air of detachment from the world from between his brows.

I saw that she carried a shovel on her right shoulder, and her right hand rested on the handle of the shovel.Her other hand naturally rested on the shoulder of the little boy standing beside her.

The little boy looked relaxed and at ease, with small drops of sweat on his head. His hands were folded, and his small body was slightly bowed and pressed on the handle of a shovel that was deeply embedded in the soil.

It seems that the two were photographed after a lot of labor.

"This is a photo of Aunt Fang and you, where was it taken?" Ye Huanyu asked carefully.

She knew that under the current situation, every topic about Fanggu became sensitive and cautious.

Qi Yemo took another deep puff of the cigarette, and the white smoke sprayed on the photo, rolling and slowly spreading around.

"This is a photo taken when the farm started to be built. My aunt and I dug the first shovel of soil here." His eyes became deep, and his tone became deep and long, as if he had returned to the time and place in the photo.

Ye Huanyu timidly wanted to point to the row of photos he was looking at just now, and wanted to ask about these photos, but he was afraid that he would touch Qi Yemo's wound that hadn't healed for a long time.

In the end, I still didn't ask.

"It's getting late, the children are already asleep, you should go to rest too. Just stay in the same room with the children." Qi Yemo withdrew from his memories.

He didn't want to get stuck in it.

In my memory, happiness is only short-lived, and pain is the shackles that run through that period and can't get rid of until now.

Ye Huanyu understood his mood at the moment, turned around and left obediently, but at the moment of leaving, she took a sneak peek at the row of dusty photos.

Gently pushed open the door of Chenchen and Yangyang's bedroom.

The dim light made her feel calm.

Chenchen and Yangyang were covered with quilts, and they were already sound asleep.

On the chair beside their bed, Qin Huo was facing the door. He propped his head with one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was resting with his eyes closed.

The slight sound of the door opening still woke him up. As a person by Qi Yemo's side, it has become a habit to be vigilant all the time.

He hurriedly stood up, walked gently in front of Ye Huanyu, and turned to look at the two children.Then he nodded slightly to Ye Huanyu, and whispered, "Miss, the two young masters are asleep. If there is nothing to do here, I will go out."

Ye Huanyu nodded lightly: "You've worked hard today, go have a good rest."

Qin Huo walked out of the bedroom and closed the door gently.

With the dim lights in the house, looking around the house, it is still full of innocence and childishness like the hall outside.

An ordinary bookcase next to the big cartoon-shaped bed attracted her attention.

It's not that there's anything special about it, it's just that there is a curtain that is extremely incongruous with the surrounding environment hanging outside the window of this cabinet.

What kind of thing is it that Qi Yemo wants to cover up, and he doesn't want to take a look at it.

Strong curiosity drove Ye Huanyu to come to him, and carefully opened the curtain with his fingers to have a look.

When the items displayed inside were displayed in front of her eyes, she couldn't help being surprised.

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