I'm sorry, sister-in-law Yazi, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Brother Yilu, if I didn't show up, you would have kept the memories of Brother Yilu and lived peacefully in your home.

Finally, you planted yourself in Brother Yilu's memories, but now you have to break free from the memories piece by piece, and once again experience heartbreaking, empty and barren, chasing Brother Yilu's footprints.

Cheng Yuhui cried heartbreakingly.

Tears naturally slipped from her eyes, Mu Xiyan raised her hand to try to wipe the tears on her face, thinking sadly about why no one answered her question, and suddenly a voice exploded in her ears like thunder.

"Mom, wow......" The deafening cry was about to tear off the roof.

Mu Xiyan took a few steps back, and hurriedly raised her hand to cover her ears, her ears were deafening just now.

The two women who hugged their heads and cried stopped crying, and hurriedly comforted the little ancestor who was crying, but Cheng Xinyu's baby had a rare emotional outburst, and it could stop there for a while, and the scene suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.

Mu Xiyan was only willing to really believe that Cheng Xinyu was not picked up by Zhao Yazi when he went to the toilet.

It was past noon, and time slipped by under the command of Zhao Yazi and the execution of the robot Deli butler, and before I knew it, it was time to eat again.

The dishes on the table are very rich and full, and Mu Xiyan doesn't know if it's because of the shrinkage of the tender shell, and he has always been unable to resist the food.

For example, at this moment, the atmosphere at the dining table is very depressing, aside from Zhao Yazi and Cheng Yuhui, the two big women, even Cheng Xinyu, the little Zhengtai, has a small face, sits on the chair with a straight body, ignoring the food on the table, only she stares at the sweet and sour pork ribs with bright eyes, and swallows the saliva of the boiled fish.

Isn't it just a sweet and sour loin fried to a golden brown? Isn't it just a piece of meat? You yourself are full of meat, and you are rare for other people's meat, Mu Xiyan, you are too unproductive.

Mu Xiyan scolded secretly and swallowed saliva.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan ......"

Mu Xiyan hurriedly withdrew his gaze and swallowed the saliva in his mouth, revealing a smile that he thought was sweet, but was actually silly in the eyes of others.

"Sister, you just looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs, and your eyes were green, like a little gluttonous cat. Cheng Xinyu's expression was so serious when she said this that the two women, who were originally depressed, couldn't help but bend the corners of their mouths.

Mu Xiyan's efforts to restrain the red tide that kept surging upwards were really humiliating.

Finally, when the flushing on her face faded, she tilted her head and asked innocently, "Brother, what do your green eyes look like?" ”

Cheng Xinyu looked confused, obviously asked, he looked up at his mother for help, Zhao Yazi also lived up to his expectations, red lips lightly, but, why did the eyes fall on him?

"Good son, can you show me what green eyes look like? I don't know anything about your mother, let me open my eyes. ”

Cheng Xinyu: "......"

The world is so scary, he wants to go back to his mother's belly.

Hahaha...... Mu Xiyan smiled and fell on the table, Zhao Yazi was really good.

"Aunt Yazi, I like you so much!"

Zhao Yazi raised her eyebrows proudly, and the smile in her eyes reached the bottom of her eyes.

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble, Yan Yan hurry up and eat the food, these are all made by your Aunt Yazi herself, and it's not delicious when it's cold." ”

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu, Cheng Yuhui put a piece of pork ribs into the wooden Xiyan bowl, and put another piece in the process of Xinyu bowl. "Xinyu, eat more. ”

In the end, he picked up a piece of fish and put it in Zhao Yazi's bowl, and without speaking, he pursed his lips and smiled.

The meal was lively, and when it was rising, Zhao Yazi also instructed the Deli housekeeper to turn over the long-cherished red wine, ready to have a drink this morning and get drunk today, but was stopped by Cheng Yuhui.

Mu Xiyan smiled and drank the yellow-orange mango juice, listening to Zhao Yazi and her mother discuss the past.

was amused by the jokes they had made before, and applauded by Zhao Yazi's wonderful and ups and downs of life.

For example, how Zhao Yazi used to step on a scumbag, tear up the white lotus, and take out the live video of the man and other women who are about to become her husband at the wedding.

For example, Han Yifan inadvertently became a matchmaker, and his absence made Cheng Yilu and Zhao Yazi meet.

For example, Cheng Yilu, a genius in the eyes of everyone, how to overcome all difficulties and earn the Cheng family's consent to marry a woman with a history of marriage.

Everyone is trying their best to be happy, and Cheng Xinyu doesn't know what makes him laugh so happily, but as long as he smiles with his sister, he laughs too.

After the meal, the dining table was cleaned up spotlessly by Deli's housekeeper, and she couldn't even see a single oil star foam, Mu Xiyan obediently sat on the chair of the dresser, and let her mother help her comb her hair.

"My baby's hair grows so well. Cheng Yuhui took a small wooden comb and combed it from head to tail, her eyes full of love.

Mu Xiyan squinted his eyes with a smile, and said happily: "That's because I inherited my mother's advantages." ”

"You, your little mouth is like touching honey, no wonder your Aunt Artistry was bought by you so quickly. ”

"Why, I'm telling the truth. ”

"Mom, has Uncle Yifan contacted you and said when he will take us away?"

Cheng Yuhui's hand paused, and then she tied the hair in the palm of her hand with a rubber band as if nothing happened, and asked softly, "Does Yan Yan miss Uncle Yifan?"

"Yes. Mu Xiyan looked at his mother with a pair of dark eyes and nodded heavily.

"It's coming, Uncle Yifan will be here soon. Cheng Yuhui's voice was very soft and soft. Pick up your daughter, bow your head and sniff deeply, indulging in the milk fragrance of the little person in your arms.

"Mom, what kind of place is Huizhou?"

"Huizhou is the clan land of the Cheng family, and when there was no Chengge Town, the Cheng family has always lived in Huizhou.

Later, after moving to Kyoto, Huizhou became a place of retirement, and when the Cheng family took root, Huizhou became a place of exile. ”

After waiting for a while, Mu Xiyan didn't wait for Cheng Yuhui's explanation, and couldn't help but continue to ask: "Mom, what does the place of exile mean?"

"Land of Exile......" the corners of Cheng Yuhui's mouth drew a cool arc, "The place of exile is to send some mistakes to be sent there, so it became a place of exile." ”

"So, Aunt Artistry and little brother were exiled to Huizhou because of us. Will Artistry and Little Brother be able to return to Chengge Town after that?"

"Absolutely. Cheng Yuhui's words are categorical.

Brother Yilu returned to Chengge Town from Huizhou, and his son must be able to do the same.

Mu Xiyan stopped talking, hugged her mother firmly, buried all the panic and worry in her eyes into Cheng Yuhui's arms, no matter what happened next, as long as she stayed with her mother, everything would be fine.