Not long after Xi'er and Zhang Yi got engaged, they began to be busy studying abroad.

Although I started preparing very early, before leaving, I always felt that there were still many things that I was not ready for.

Li Ying and Xiao Hua, who had a big belly, would meet together from time to time, muttering that they hadn't bought anything today, and discussing where to go tomorrow and bring them something.

Although, Li Ying also understands that Xi'er's space has everything.

But as a mother's mind, I always feel that it is not enough, and I want to prepare everything.

The twins knew that their sister was leaving, and they even already knew that a year was a very long process.

As long as Xi'er is at home, they are almost glued to her, and they can't leave for a moment, and even start talking about the conditions, and if they do anything, they can follow their sister across the ocean together.

Even if you are reluctant, the time of parting will approach.

Standing on the pier, everyone was in tears, feeling that a very important part of life was about to go away.

Xi'er and Zhang Yi stood on the ferry, with their family's prepared luggage beside them, waving their hands.

"Mom and Dad, Grandpa...... Go back, I'll be back soon, don't worry, everyone. ”

Li Ying wiped her tears, "You kid with a big heart, how can we not worry?" ”

Tian Yuliang hugged his daughter-in-law, and his eyes were red, "Zhang Yi, you take care of my daughter outside, if you come back with your hair, I won't be able to spare you." ”

Zhang Qing also had mixed feelings in his heart, his son had grown up, and it was time for him to fly alone.

Although his daughter-in-law also carried one in her belly, after all, Zhang Yi followed him from Beijing to Gaoshizhuang, lived in a grass shed with wind on all sides, and stayed up step by step until she returned to Beijing.

Ask him if he's willing?

The answer is necessarily no.

But he also taught his son since he was a child that a man can't flick when he has tears, even if he is reluctant in his heart, when he should let go, he can't pick and search.

"Son, you're already an adult. Uncle Tian and Aunt Li are relieved to teach Xi'er to you, you have to fulfill the responsibility of a man, don't let them down, don't let me and Aunt Xiao down, and more importantly, don't let the country down! ”

Zhang Qing's words were really full of blood and tears, so that everyone present could understand the voice of a father.

Today, Mr. Tian didn't come, saying that he didn't want to see the parting scene, so he went to visit his old friend in advance.

Actually, I'm playing chess with the golden retriever in Xi'er's space.

The old man's body is getting worse day by day, and even his memory will be blurred from time to time.

Xi'er knows that this is a precursor to Alzheimer's disease.

Although spiritual spring water can stimulate vitality in a person's body, it cannot reverse the natural aging of a person.

In this life, Mr. Tian has experienced too much, and his vitality has been overdrawn.

That's why there are symptoms like this today.

Xi'er hopes that in the old man's lifetime, he can take him to see the world, go to different places to see, take a walk, and make up for some of the regrets in his life.

One night before leaving, Xi'er went to the old man's room and asked him what he thought, but he didn't expect to be ecstatic.

Especially after entering the space, his body felt unprecedented comfort.

The golden retriever also has a lot of respect for the old man, and it just so happened that someone could come in to accompany him, and he was even more happy to flip three times in a row, and then fell directly into the sea.

Xi'er and the old man watched it play with treasures, standing on the deck and laughing so hard that their stomachs hurt.

After unifying the caliber to the outside world, Old Man Tian carried a box and disappeared at the gate of Tian's house.

The saddest thing about the Tian family is the twins.

My sister is gone, I'm already heartbroken, and my grandfather is nowhere to be found, who will tell the bedtime story in the future?

For them, the end of the world is near.

Tian Yuliang tried his best, but he still couldn't meet the demands of his son and daughter, and finally reached a settlement after countless negotiations under coercion and inducement.

Li Ying watched her husband fight wits with the children, and laughed cramps in the quilt.

On the day Xi'er and Zhang Yi set off, Tian Cheng still couldn't come, he was fighting with nature in a deep mountain and old forest.

Through the dense branches, watching the first rays of sunlight penetrate the clouds and hit his skin, Tian Cheng's heart is extremely calm.

This time it's not the same as the last time Xi'er got married.

Last time, he was angry, regretful, and even violent enough to rush home in spite of discipline.

The instructor's ideological work is definitely in place, standing on the top of the mountain, he silently promised to the newborn sun, "Sister, I will try my best to make your small family peaceful and warm when you come back." ”

This is his heart as an elder brother, and it is also a promise he made as a great warrior in China.

Before leaving, Xi'er wrote a super long letter to her brother.

When Tian Cheng received it, Xi'er had been sailing on the Atlantic Ocean for almost half a month.

This letter made this iron-blooded man who never flicked his tears wet a pillow towel with tears.

This is his sister, his sister has always been different from others, she has always been so understanding and motivating herself.

"Dear sister, my brother will definitely work hard, and I will always be your proud brother." Tian Cheng looked at the tear stains on the letter paper and said silently.

This story, in fact, is almost over here.

Everyone, her life is growing up in continuous sailing, perhaps, when Xi'er returns, China will give birth to an excellent translator.

Even, because of her influence, Tian Cheng will make achievements in the army and become a great Chinese officer.

Inspired by Xi'er, Wang Liang opened the window of the world, did business in different countries, introduced countless foreign investments, and built a better China, just to welcome her return.

Xi'er is just a small butterfly in the torrent of history.

She may not know what impact her arrival will have on the world.

But it is precisely because of her yearning for justice and a better life that the butterfly's small wings have a big chain effect.

It changed some people, some things, and then changed the lives of family members, and even changed the course of a country.

The story of the cat girl is written here, in fact, it is almost over.

But I always feel that there are still many plots that have not been explained well, for example, how did the love between Gu Liya and Meng Hao start to be funny, and how did she fight wits and courage with her children?

There are also Xi'er and Zhang Yi, in foreign countries, will the emotions be smooth sailing?

Where do the flowers and grass really belong?

Will Wang Liang really be with squeamish in the end?

Hehe, did you find that the cat girl dug a big boss pit?

The cat didn't mean it, and when I was in the National Library today, I kept thinking about a question: What kind of story do I want to write in order to be satisfied?

At least, the story of this special period, the cat itself is not satisfied.

However, the cat wants to appeal for herself, this is the second book, the writing is immature, but the heart is sincere.

I am extremely grateful to be able to accompany the story of the cat to today's friends, especially when I was watching the exhibition at the National Library today, I was extremely ashamed to receive a reward from JLY69.

What kind of virtue can cats do?

Even for this piece and the family, the cat has to give everyone the most wonderful extras.

If you want to hear someone's story,Leave a message to me in this chapter.,Of course,The priority will be reserved for jly69.,Thank you.,Moda.。

The cat's side will be broadcast every day in a hurry, but a new, more exciting story is also in the works.

Writing a story is not only a communication with every reader, but also a dialogue with my own heart.

Words allow me to constantly reflect on myself, to urge myself, and to grow myself......

However, the cat's greater luxury is that it hopes to write better stories through its own growth, until it can bring more strength to everyone, and at that time, it must be gratifying.