Without being picky, Fang Yifan can pretend that he doesn't know anything, and he can still be calm in the face of Pang Aya; Now that Aunt Wen mentioned this, Yifan thought that Pang Aya asked her to come forward to express her meaning, and when she saw Pang Aya, she always felt that Pang Aya looked at her strangely, and she felt very uncomfortable. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Now the children really can't do without her, otherwise, Yifan will definitely send Pang Aya away, so it's awkward to stay under one roof every day.

Since Pang Aya can't leave, then I'll leave. When Pang Aya removed the plaster and was able to move on the ground, and the Kunming project company won the bid, he went on a business trip again.

Pang Aya didn't know what he was thinking, thinking that it was a work need, and she didn't care.

After the first year old, Yilian began to walk, the little guy was full of energy, thinking about walking by himself every day, Fang's mother was a little unable to take care of it, and Pang Aya took over again.

In the living room, Pang Aya carried Yilian with a scarf, lifted her up to prevent her from falling, and let her stagger on the ground.

Sifan had been on summer vacation, and after doing his homework and walking out of the room to play with his sister, he squatted in front of Yilian and shouted, "Sister, come on, come and catch me." ”

Xiao Yilian rushed towards him vertically and vertically, "giggling" and laughing.

When Yilian approached, Sifan bypassed and continued to let her chase ......

Fang's mother looked at this warm scene from the side and sighed secretly, she really couldn't say anything about her son's emotional problems, she just wronged Pang Aya.

After playing for a while and resting, Pang Aya fed Yilian some juice, and the little guy drilled into her arms while eating, which was too intimate.

Sifan teased his sister on the side: "Sister, call brother, brother will play with you." ”

Yi Lianlai laughed "giggle, giggle" in Pang Aya's arms.

Pang Aya stroked Yilian's little face with her fingers, and said softly: "Yilian, come and call Mom." Mother...... Mother. ”

Yilian really followed Pang Aya's mouth and made a sound: "Mom...... Mother. ”

Pang Aya was overjoyed, kissed Yilian on the cheek, and continued to teach her pronunciation.

The more Yilian screamed, the more skilled she became: "Mom...... Mom, Mom...... Mom, Mommy......"

Don't want to be happy with Pang Aya, hug Yilian and kiss her.

"Mom......" Sifan also shouted softly on the side, looking at Pang Aya's eyes with expectation and shyness.

Hearing Sifan's cry and reading Sifan's eyes, Pang Aya's face showed the brilliance of motherhood. She sat Yilian in her arms, stretched out her right arm and took Sifan into her arms.

Si Fan opened his arms to hug Pang Aya, buried his head in her arms, and muttered to himself: "Mom, Mom, Mom......" Tears flowed, he hadn't called this title for more than a year!

Yilian followed Sifan's cry and echoed "Mom, Mom, Mom......".

Pang Aya was excited, and tears poured out uncontrollably. She let the tears flow, wrapped her arms around the children, and caressed Sifan's back with her right hand.

Fang's mother was also moved to tears when she saw this scene, she quietly got up and left, hid in her room to wipe her tears, and gave this world to them.

"Mom, mom......" Sifan muttered softly, and gradually fell asleep in Pang Aya's arms; And Yilian was already asleep in her arms at this time. The living room was quiet, and Pang Aya looked at the children quietly, and the smile on her face became more and more warm......

Fang's mother calmed down in the room, listening to the silence outside, she probed out and saw that the two children were asleep in Pang Aya's arms. She walked over and said, "Are you all asleep?" ”

Pang Aya nodded.

"Send a room?"

"Okay, Auntie, you hold Yilian, and I hold Sifan." As she spoke, Pang Aya gently handed Yilian to Fang's mother, picked up Sifan and walked towards the small guest room.

After settling the two children, Fang's mother said, "Xiao Aya, you can change your clothes and rest for a while." ”

Pang Aya looked at the clothes on her chest, her shirt was already wet with Sifan's tears, and she nodded: "Okay, Auntie, then you can rest for a while." ”

"Okay." Fang's mother left.