So Xiaoxing and Xia Yangyang sent lunch to the study together.

On a summer night, he still stood respectfully facing the wall.

The hot spring sat on the mat next to it, playing the game console and complaining about the summer night over and over again.

Xiaoxing hurriedly walked over and said anxiously: "Brother Xia Ye, Aunt Yang Yang is no longer angry, you can hurry up and eat something." ”

Xia Ye turned around, glanced at Xia Yangyang, understood it, and began to eat lunch.

Although I am very hungry on a summer night, I always eat very gently.

The three children stayed in the study for a while.

The hot springs and the little stars went to take a nap.

Didn't sleep on a summer night.

Because he took a medicinal bath today, he will be awake a little longer.

Naturally, there is no need to waste precious time.

Summer night I found a book I liked in the study.

There were only two people in the room, Xia Yangyang and Xia Ye.

Xia Yangyang walked to the side of Xia Ye: "What are you looking at?" ”

Xia Ye closed the book and let Xia Yangyang take a look.

Xia Yangyang saw that it was Martin Luther King's "Letter from Birmingham Jail".

She still can't understand her son's taste in reading.

Xia Yangyang touched Xia Ye's head: "Mom didn't mean to let you eat. ”

Xia Ye said casually while flipping through the book: "I know, this is called fighting cattle across the mountain, you are fighting me, but the force is acting on Xiaoxing's body, so I have been cooperating with you, although Xiaoxing is young, she has a stubborn personality, only in this way can she be obedient." ”

Xia Yangyang smiled: "Did you cross over, how do you know everything." ”

"Mom, don't look at those who write about crossing, it's all fake."

Xia Yangyang chatted with Xia Ye for a while.

And then he left.

The next day, Xia Yangyang took her three children to see her grandmother.

My grandmother's memory was even worse.

I don't even remember my age.

But she still remembers to make shoes for summer nights.

From the age of five to the age of eighteen.

Pair after pair pressed under the box.

Xia Yangyang looked sour in his heart, and his eyes were red.

My grandmother always said: "I'm useless, I can't remember anything slowly, I can make one more pair for my child now, so I can make one more pair, so that he can wear it slowly in the future." ”

Xia Yangyang felt bitter in his heart.

Man's greatest enemy is, after all, time.

Everyone is old enough to forget everything.

But Xia Yangyang only hoped that that day could come a little slower, a little slower.

In the evening, Xia Yangyang left all three children in the Ping'an Sanatorium.

There are dedicated nannies and caregivers to take care of them.

Xia Yangyang and Gu Qichen went to the Lu family.

Today, I made an appointment to visit Lu Zhenghai and Chang Xinru.

The Lu family is still the old mansion of the year.

It is a three-storey garden villa.

It seems to have been renovated in recent years.

It looks brand new.

After the gate opened, the car drove straight in.

Xia Yangyang saw the huge courtyard of the Lu family from the window.

Xia Yangyang was a little stunned.

It used to be the playground of her childhood.

There is a stout cherry blossom tree in this yard.

In Xia Yangyang's memory, it has always been there.

Cherry blossoms bloom every spring.

When the wind blows, pink cherry blossom petals are everywhere on the ground and roof, and the whole villa is dressed up like a fairy tale forest hut, like a dream.

Xia Yangyang always felt that the Lu family was a very romantic place when he was a child.

There is also a swing under the cherry blossom tree.

That was when Xia Yangyang was thirteen years old, and Lu Haotian tied it with his own hands.