Chapter 1202 Do you want to see her?

Every mother in the world believes that even if the baby in her belly is only the size of a grape seed, he or she can hear what she is saying.

Or, tell if it's Dad's voice or Mom's.

So did Meng Fuling.

Ever since the pregnancy was diagnosed, as long as she was awake, Meng Fuling would gently talk to the baby in her belly.

Take a walk in the woods early in the morning and read poetry.

In the afternoon, I tidy up the clothes, shoes and toys that babies can wear.

Occasionally, Jiang Honglu came back early, and the topics of the two would range from the unborn baby to their bright future when they were in their teens.

This children's room was born at that time.

The only difference is that they didn't live in the presidential palace at that time.

"Does the baby like small beds? Dad said that goose yellow is the warmest color, so mom sewed goose yellow sheets and pink quilts for you... By the way, the bed is made by dad, dad He knows a lot, and he is the most handsome and capable dad in the world."

"When you wake up, play on the crawling mat on the ground, and mom will play the piano for you, okay?"

"When the sun comes out, let's open the window to get some air. Look, what's that? Jingle bell, jingle bell... Does it sound good?"

"Look at the bottom, it's the little sapling that Dad dug back from the mountain. When the time comes, the baby will grow taller with the little sapling."

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The couple are like an ordinary couple in the world, thinking about all the happy life related to children.

Everything in this room is from the hands of the husband and wife.

As for Meng Fuling, she would read softly.

She firmly believes that even if the child is still in the womb, he must already know what this room looks like.

At this moment, hearing Qin Ye say that she seems to have been here before, and where the wind chime is, Jiang Honglu is sure that Qin Ye is the child he and Meng Fuling lost for nearly 20 years, even though the paternity test has not yet been done.

"Qingqing..."

A man in his fifties, his eyes were red like a rabbit, Jiang Honglu's eyes were moist, he looked at Qin Ye fixedly and said, "Do you want to see her?"

Qin Ye's breathing became stagnant.

Knowing that Jiang Honglu was referring to Meng Fuling, Qin Ye nodded involuntarily when he saw the photo frame that was turned upside down on the piano.

Jiang Honglu smiled gratifiedly, and stepped forward to hold up the photo frame.

In the photo, the man is young and handsome, and the woman is gentle and beautiful.

It seems to be taken casually, in the photo, the pleasant and easy-going feeling blows over your face.

However, the picture is full of sense.

It was as if those two people were right in front of them right now.

In the gazebo, there is a cool breeze.

On the chair next to the railing, Jiang Honglu looked at Meng Fuling, and Meng Fuling looked at her protruding belly.

The happiness on the face is exactly the same.

The tenderness and pampering in the eyebrows and eyes are almost the same.

Even the air seemed to be warm.

The photos are thin, but the love inside is almost overflowing.

That's... Mom!
Looking at Meng Fuling's gentle face, for an instant, Qin Ye couldn't tell whether she was seeing Meng Fuling or Cheng Jiahui.

She couldn't tell whether it was herself or Ah Ye who was holding the photo at this moment.

His vision became blurred, Qin Ye frantically wiped the photo, only to feel that the picture was getting more and more blurred.

The next moment, tears fell down.

At the table by the window, Jiang Honglu, who had just taken out the photo album from the drawer, only looked back, and the circles of his eyes were red again.

 Happy weekend~~~
  good night!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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