80 military doctor's little wife

Or naive, but also cautious smile.

Don't worry, she said in her heart, last life, our family owes you, this life, I will return you, will let you grow up without worry, but also let your mother live a long life.

Two people who have bad fates will be better than the last one, right?

Tang Zhijun has been laughing like a fool recently. Everyone says that he is going to get married, while others say congratulations. They may still be laughing in their hearts. You, Tang Zhijun, just married a divorce and brought an oil bottle. In this way, only the old bachelor in the village wants to get married. What else are you proud of, building a house?

I don't know whether it's jealousy or sour grapes. They are all weird.

Tang Yuxin came in with a child in her arms. Although she was young, she had great strength in her hands. When she was three years old, she could run and jump, and she could listen to Chen Zhong talk about herbs. But the child in her arms was three years old, and now she can't even walk.

It's not a problem. It's hungry.

Tang Zhinian held out his hand and held the child from his daughter's hand. This is Zhang Xiangzi's child. He has seen it several times. He is three years old. How can he be so small.

"Sisi, it's uncle."

Tang Yuxin said to Sisi.

Sisi has been used to getting along with Tang Yuxin recently, so she's not afraid of Tang Yuxin. When she meets Tang Zhinian, she doesn't get a job either. Maybe it's because Tang Zhinian is somewhat similar to Tang Zhijun.

"Uncle..."

She cried sweetly and softly, and the voice like a little kitten could soften the hearts of adults.

"It's called uncle," Tang Zhinian said. As soon as he saw the child, he couldn't put cold on his face, and he couldn't be cruel in his heart.

"Uncle..." Sisi shouts carefully, with curved crescent eyes, which looks like Tang Yuxin's heart when he was a child. All of a sudden, Tang Zhinian's heart is still reluctant, and then it is less.

Come on, it's all fate.

This is the fate of their Tang family without descendants.

In the future, a child can be filial to the volunteers, and a child can be called his father. The child is well kept, and it's not bad.

"So thin, isn't he three years old?"

Tang Zhinian knows that Zhang's children are all three years old. In such a big village, who's home? What's the matter? Can he tell?

"It's three years old," Tang Yuxin came over and sat down. She also propped up her little face on the table. When she was a child, she didn't remember it. Even if she did, she didn't have such an intuitive feeling.

She thought that when she was a child, her father must also hold her like this. At that time, she grew up on her father's shoulders.

If she didn't go to the Wei family in her last life, and she didn't choose to follow her mother, her life would not be so oppressive. At the very least, she could be an upright person, and she didn't have to bear all the debts. When she was young, she still had Zhang Yong'an's money when she was studying abroad. When she grew up, she still had almost endless mortgage.

She tilted her head, at this time the line of sight is a little fuzzy, immediately followed by clear.

"Xinxin, do you want to show her to your grandfather?"

The more Tang Zhinian hugged him, the more he felt that his thought was too small. At this touch, he could not find a piece of meat. All of them were bone and skin. Now no child is so thin. How did he raise and grow up. How does Zhang vanilla become a mother? How can she develop her children like this?