The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 99 32. Shall I take you somewhere today?

"Shall I take you somewhere today?" Murong Yunmin hugged Fu Jinyan from behind, her cheek gently pressed against his generous back, and Fu Jinyan held her hands.

"it is good."

Fu Jinyan held Xiao Nianjin with one hand and Murong Yunmin with the other.The little guy was wearing a small blue hat, leaning on his father's shoulder, eating his hands, blinking his big watery eyes.Murong Yunmin took Fu Jinyan on the way back to the villa. On this road, she went from childish to mature, from a little girl who asked her brothers to carry her on her back to now having a child of her own.This is a magical and subtle feeling, people have changed, and the road has also changed.

She looked at Fu Jinyan, this time, she took the initiative to bring him into her own world.

There used to be a playground on this road, where she spent half of her childhood.In spring, the magnolia on the side of the road will bloom large white flowers. Naughty children throw stones on it and knock down the big flowers.The flower is actually useless.It just blooms and smells weird.It is really a proud flower that cannot bear to be played with.

In winter, the wintersweet tree blooms.The round small flower buds are densely packed, lined up on the dark and sparse flower branches, half-opened or blooming.The golden translucent petals tremble slightly like the wings of a cicada.After a snowfall, the fragrance of flowers is even more bitter in the cold air.The children admired it, and still wanted to pick it secretly. They folded off the plum blossom branches and carried them in their arms, and took them home quietly.She has never done this.I just remember that every time I walk by, I look up at the flowers and trees, and my heart aches with admiration.It is the admiration and admiration of childhood.They are all trees that lose their leaves when they bloom.The bare branches set off the flowers, which are extraordinarily noble and arrogant.

Later, the playground and those flower trees all disappeared.

The little baby babbled all the way, the two of them were a little confused, looked at each other and smiled, and didn't understand what Xiao Nianjin said, but he was very happy today.

"It's here." Murong Yunmin led Fu Jinyan into the garden, and Uncle Zhao, who was squatting in the mud with a straw hat and trimming branches, heard the voice and stood up.

"Miss, you're back." Uncle Zhao wiped his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck excitedly. His skin was dark because of long-time exposure to the sun.

Uncle Zhao saw the handsome man standing beside Murong Yunmin and the cute little doll in his hand at a glance.

"Uncle Zhao, this is me—husband, and my son."

"Baby, this is Grandpa Zhao." Uncle Zhao seemed to have not recovered from the shock Murong Yunmin gave him, twisting the towel in his hands with both hands.

"Uncle Zhao, what are you busy with?" Murong Yunmin smiled.

"I am strengthening the loofah shelf. The loofah is getting taller and taller. I will make the shelf a little higher, so I can eat fresh loofah at night."

"Great, I haven't tasted the loofah you planted, Uncle Zhao, for a long time."

"Eat more at night."

"it is good."

"Miss, quickly take uncle and young master in, it's hot outside."

Murong Yunmin pushed open the door of the villa, and was stunned for a moment.

At that time, she just liked to run in from the outside, hang herself on Murong Yuncheng's tall body, and tightly hooked those broad shoulders.Those hands will always hug her tightly when she hangs it up.

It was such a beautiful and happy thing to be able to fly over, leave the ground with both feet, and hang myself on my brother's body. At that moment, no one thought that the other party would let go one day.

When it's time to let go, Fang understands the taste of missing.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jin held her hand tightly.

"It's okay." The corners of Murong Yunmin's mouth curled up slightly.

"This is where my mother grew up." Murong Yunmin took Xiao Nianjin from Fu Jinyan's hand, held his raised little hand with one hand, and pointed him to the things in the villa one by one.

(End of this chapter)