Yin Yin naturally wanted to hug her, this was her son.

She immediately reached out and took the child and held it in her arms.

"Jiajia, mother's little Jiajia."

Yin Yin smiled and coaxed, lowered her head and kissed her youngest son's white and tender cheeks.

When Yin Yin stretched out his hand and touched his head, the little finger happened to be grabbed by the little guy.

Children of this age will always have a habit of grasping things.

Yin Yin felt the softness and warmth of a child's little thumb, and looked at the eyebrows and eyes in his arms that were almost carved out of a mold, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

The original owner owes this son the most.

It was only a month after the birth of her youngest son, and she left without hesitation.

After that, he was never seen again until he died.

In his previous life, Chen Jiajia was abducted, and after he disappeared, Chen Changsheng has been looking for him.

I searched for more than ten years, but until I died, I couldn't find my youngest son.

He didn't know that Chen Jiajia died not long after he was abducted.

At that time, the child was crying all the time, and the traffickers poured sleeping pills on him in order to prevent the child from being released.

Because he had been filled with too many sleeping pills, he stopped crying, fell asleep, and never woke up again.

Now, Yin Yin is here, naturally to make up for this poor child.

Yin Yin's eyes became more and more loving as she looked at the child, and it teased the child.

The child let out a "giggle" laugh, the voice was childish but warm.

Chen Changsheng looked at this warm scene, slightly in a trance.

For a moment, he felt as if she had never left, had always been there.

"Have you eaten? I'll go get you something to eat. Chen Changsheng said.

Yin Yin nodded: "Okay." ”

Chen Changsheng arrived in the kitchen, was stunned for a while, and after digesting the shock of his wife's return, he started to take out another egg and take down the hanging pork.

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Here, Yin Yin hugged her son, sat on the kang, and knew to Chen Zhi: "Zhizhi, come to Mom." ”

The little girl stood in the corner, separated from Yin Yin by some distance, and kept secretly watching her, her little hands clenching the corners of her clothes tightly.

She didn't go over.

"Do you remember what your mother looks like?" Yin Yin asked.

Chen Zhizhi was still standing in place, his eyes slightly lowered.

Yin Yin looked at this scene, and her heart fluttered.

She put her son on the kang and got up to hug her daughter.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhizhi broke free from her embrace and ran outside.

"Zhizhi ......" Yin Yin wanted to chase after him, but he didn't let go of his son on the kang.

Chen Changsheng saw this scene and said, "It's okay, she should be looking for the dog, and she will come back by herself in a while." ”

Yin Yin sat on the kang dejectedly, it was obvious that Chen Zhizhi remembered her mother, but she hadn't forgiven her yet.

Also, in the past half a year, Chen Zhizhi, a four-year-old child, has suffered a lot of gossip and bullied by children of the same age.

It's understandable to have a grudge against your mother.

I can only take my time.

"Let's eat noodles." Chen Changsheng placed the boiled noodles in front of her.

A bowl of noodles, the noodles are a fried golden poached egg, six or seven slices of meat are spread on it, and finely chopped green onions are sprinkled, the soup is shiny, and it looks very good.

Yin Yin came back by car, he ate very little, and before dawn, he got off the train and walked back from the station, not only exhausted, but also hungry.

She didn't treat herself badly and sat down to eat noodles.

Chen Changsheng's craftsmanship is very good, a bowl of noodles, full of color, flavor, and flavor.