"Y, what are you thinking?" All the white little hands shook in front of me, and I came back to my senses. 『言*情*首*发【Full text reading baoly】

These five tender white little fingers, when this child was born, I repeatedly grabbed them in my hands and looked at them several times, they were crumpled and ugly...... but it is intact. After doing this, I finally had no strength left, and let the nurse take it all away, lying on the bed with heavy eyelids.

I can't say what mood I felt at that time. Joy? Maybe it's more of the hardship and bitterness.

"Hurry up and eat, and take you out for a walk in the evening, okay?" The little ones spend the day at home and always want to go out for a walk. As soon as I heard my Jian yì, all my eyes sparkled, and I happily took a few bites of food.

"Y, I'll go back when you're done with work."

"Y haven't been busy these two days, can you take everything out to play? 🔥 Where do you want to go? "I thought about the work arrangements for the past few days, and found that there was really nothing important, so I simply asked for leave and went out.

"Really?" After sliding off the chair, I watched him slip on his slippers and walk into the study with his small body, take out his phone, and click on it to show me, "I want to go here." ”

I was stunned.

I took my phone, and the familiar scenery on it made my eyes warm.

It's Xishuangbanna.

This beautiful place in Yunnan seems to be forever full of life and vitality.

Surrounded by bamboo, the iconic Dai bamboo house is located on the banks of a river and stream, where hard-working Dai girls work in the fields in the daylight, while men stay at home in silence and do some handicrafts.

In those few days, my life in Banna suddenly crossed the distance of time and space, and scenes appeared in front of my eyes. I still remember that the man saw the scene outside the female protagonist and the male protagonist, and said angrily: "What is it like to let a woman work outside, a man will not let his woman suffer!" ”

Listening to it, my teeth were sore, and I ate a big pineapple: "This is other people's culture, you have to know how to respect ......" in exchange for his white eyes, and more ideological education.

In fact, that person can be regarded as a typical machismo.

Later, I learned that the person couldn't see his own women suffering, which may have nothing to do with machismo, but just knew more about how to care for and love women.

At that time, we stayed in Banna for a short time, and we also took time to play. At that time, I didn't know him very well, but he seemed to have done a lot of things for me.

The little hedgehog he bought for me, gave me a bouquet of bright flowers, took me to drink Pu'er tea, and drove along the river. I remember the wind, hot, coming from the shops. Even after so many years, the temperature and scenery there have always remained in the depths of my memory. Maybe it's not the scenery there that makes people linger, it's not the folk customs there that make people intoxicated and forgetful, but the people who were together at that time always existed in a corner of your heart, you thought you had forgotten it, but every small touch point in every detail will remind you that it is so unforgettable.

All interested in minority architecture. His hopeful little eyes stared at me, and he slid down on his phone: "Look, how good!" I don't even know how they were built, this is a stilted building...... Wow, that's awesome. ”

"Okay." I stroked all my hair, "Straighten out your luggage at night, we'll go tomorrow, okay?" ”

“yeah！” All laughed and raised his arms and jumped around on the ground, "Cool! ”