"And this sweater, the one you wore last year is already a little old, put on a new sweater, it's all tailor-made for you by your mother, look at it, how new this is, how beautiful it is, how beautiful it is..." Wang Qing took out a brand new white sweater from the backpack behind him, and there was not even a little wrinkle and protruding woolen ball on it.

At this time, Lin Ying was looking at the sweater she was wearing in her skirt and pouted.

"The sweater isn't worn out yet... Is there a new sweater again, why is it so wasteful. ”

"Sakura-chan, you're sensible, but your mother likes you very much, that's why she knits you a sweater every year, and she's really busy this year so she didn't come with her. Wang Qing touched Lin Ying's little head and said, "Come, open it and take a look, and look at the envelope that your mother sent you." ”

Lin Ying looked at the envelope in front of her, a little lost, opened the envelope, she didn't know many of the words on it, but the general content could still be read.

[Daughter, you're ten years old this year... She must have grown into a pretty little girl, after all, it's my daughter...]

[You have to eat well, you can't be picky and only eat meat...]

[If there is a male classmate you like, you can go boldly, and my mother met him when she was ten years old... At that time, he was still stupid, and he couldn't finish my words, and he used to tease him all the time, and you have reached the age of teasing... Back then, Mom liked to play tricks on your dad. 】

[Good daughter... Are you okay?]

...

The paper of the letter is very soft, supple like freshly washed hair, the handwriting is beautiful and warm, and there is a strong love between the lines, from the first line to the last word, it is so gentle that it can drip water, and there are even some places where there are cold jokes that cannot be understood, which makes people want to laugh but don't want to laugh.

Lin Ying finished reading the letter with a smile, but she was a little sentimental after laughing.

Even if this letter is written in a frenzy, it can't compare to the arrival of a real person...

"Mom isn't coming again this year... When will she come. Lin Ying looked out the door, leading the mother with the child away, with a look of envy: "Is work really not as important as me... Uncle Wang, you obviously said that your mother would come last year. ”

"Ahem, your mother is very busy with work, in order to support you, your living expenses here are all given to you by your mother, otherwise no one will pay for your living expenses, uncle, I can't afford to raise two children." Wang Qing smiled, touched Lin Ying's head and said, "Don't worry, Sakura, your mother will definitely come next year, help my uncle and me take care of the dishes, and make you egg fried rice at night." ”

After speaking, Wang Qing looked at Wang Xiaoming as if he added, and said with a straight face: "By the way, I forgot to add, you, there is no fried rice, today you are the same as the dead husky, you have to learn a lesson, otherwise you really have to go to heaven." ”

"Cut, no, no, no... Anyway, I don't like to eat, dead dad, stinky dad, I wish you impotence // impotence!"

"Grass, who taught you this!"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Wang Xiaoming looked at his father with a nonchalant face, and made a grimace, and at the same time looked at the husky who was guilty of the cat, and felt a little comforted in his heart.

"Haha, no matter how miserable I am, I'm not as miserable as you..."

...

After eating, Lin Ying returned to her room, a small room, next to Wang Xiaoming's room, which was full of all kinds of elementary school books, and on the desk, there were very well-preserved envelopes, a total of nine, plus this one is the tenth letter, and there are sweaters.

"Sakura is ten years old this year, and it's still a letter... Every year it's a letter and a sweater... Really, when will I be able to do it once? Lin Ying took out the previous letter and re-read it one by one, and determined from the previous handwriting that this letter was really sent by her mother.

At this time, Lin Ying still vaguely remembered the mother in her appearance, wearing a blue and white coat, long black hair, and gentle eyes as always.

It's just that Lin Ying has almost forgotten this appearance...

Lin Ying really wants to remember this, but time, can erase all memories, I haven't seen it for so many years, and even Lin Ying is about to forget her mother's appearance, maybe she has never remembered it.

Just as Lin Ying was thinking, the door was pushed open, and Wang Xiaoming was nervously sneaking into Lin Ying's room, followed by the blue and white husky and the lazy Garfield, who were sticking to the husky and refused to come down.

"Wang Xiaoming, why are you coming to my room, didn't my uncle say that he wouldn't let you enter my room?" Lin Ying looked at Wang Xiaoming with a puzzled expression.

Wang Xiaoming quietly got up, and when he was sure that it was late at night and his father was already sleeping, he said as a matter of course.

"Isn't this nonsense, it's just that Daddy doesn't agree to sneak in, otherwise what's the point of this [sneaking in], the meaning of sneaking is based on not allowing!"

Lin Ying looked at Wang Xiaoming as if she didn't understand, and always felt that it was very reasonable and a little weird...

"By the way, don't take it seriously if your mother didn't come, anyway, your uncle is here, it's okay. Wang Xiaoming said quietly: "Anyway, whoever bullies you in the future, I will beat him, whether he has a mother or not..."

"Well, thank you for comforting me..."Lin Ying laughed.

"We're brother and sister... When Daddy brought you back, I thought you would be my good sister. Wang Xiaoming smiled and took out a small piece of candy from his arms.

"I'll be older than you next year..."Lin Ying said weakly.

"Don't care about these details, you love to cry so much, it must be a sister and not a sister. Wang Xiaoming grinned and took out a handful of candy from his arms.

Lin Ying wanted to refute, but she was speechless, she always relied on Wang Xiaoming, just like a real sister.

"I heard that praying to God is very effective, and my dad often asks God to worship Buddha. Wang Xiaoming put the candy in Lin Ying's hand, and then took Lin Ying's other hand and came to the hall.

At the top of the hall, there is a gray portrait of a very handsome young man, showing his teeth and smiling slightly, energetic and heroic at the same time.

"Let's worship him, maybe, it's really useful to worship him..."Wang Xiaoming put the candy in front of the portrait tribute, folded his hands, and muttered quietly.

"Uncle Hayashi, I hope you can help Sakura find her mother... Or after telling me her name and address, I'm going to beat her up... Ahem, let her always make Sakura cry. ”

"Dad, I want to see Mommy... It's okay once, can you not abandon me for work..."

Lin Ying made a heartfelt prayer, clasped her hands together, and looked at the spiritual position in front of her-

'Senior brother, Lin Feihu's spiritual position. ’