Even the troubles are exactly the same as those of my mother, and I never take other people's things, and I don't bother others.

And parents are really the first teacher in the child's life, Mu Tianen's character is good, and the character of the child raised in the future is not bad.

Ye Lao thought hatefully, he was also a person with a good character, how could he raise a bunch of unfilial sons, and they didn't care about him one by one, except for Ye Qin, he was still a thing.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mu Tianen looked up, and found that Ye Lao was biting the chopsticks, or the chopsticks were biting, was this treating the chopsticks as whose bones were gnawing?

"I just remembered a few bunnies at home."

Ye Lao took another bite of the chopsticks.

"You'll know when you see them in the future, among my grandchildren, only Ye Qin is like a person, and the others don't care about the old man, they still think about the old man's things every day, and the old man's things, even if they are brought into the coffin, they won't be given to them."

"It's all cremation ...... now"

Mu Tianen's sudden sentence directly made Ye Lao choke there.

Ye Lao grinded his teeth again.

Then I took a sip of soup.

Eighty percent of this soup is made of ginseng, how can the more he drinks it, the younger he becomes, if he drinks more, he can say that he can be a few years younger.

"Is your grandma's soup ready?"

Ye Lao uses your grandmother, not your grandmother, and it seems that now he has a relationship with Grandma Liu.

"Okay, put it inside," Mu Tianen pointed inside, she had prepared it early in the morning, and some people liked to drink her soup, and she was naturally happy.

As long as you like it, you can drink as much as you want.

Of course, she also agrees with Ye Lao's sunset love.

Old wife, old wife, old companion, these are all things that children can't give, watching Ye Lao and Grandma Liu, drinking tea together, listening to operas together, dancing together, I believe that as long as there is such an old companion, in the end, he will not let his old man run away from home again, right?

Ye Lao's wife has been dead for more than ten years, and Grandma Liu ......

Mu Tianen always thought that Grandma Liu was a woman who lived like a poet, but it wasn't until recently that she knew that the so-called poetry-like life was only in her laughter, but it didn't live in her heart.

lost her mother when she was young, lost her husband when she was young, and she had no children, she was single, all she will be able to experience is experience, it is hard to imagine how such a person can still face this unfair world with a smile, it has always been in her eyes, it is nothing else, it is those vicissitudes of life over the years.

And the poetic life, she never had.

Mu Tianen inexplicably felt sorry for Grandma Liu, so she hoped that Ye Lao could really come together with Grandma Liu, support each other, take care of each other, and accompany each other.

Mu Tianen took out an insulated lunch box, which contained nothing else, it was her old hen soup.

She put the soup in front of Ye Lao, "You have to remember this, so grandma must drink it." ”

"Your grandmother remembers this soup more than I do."

Ye Lao snatched it directly from Mu Tianen's hands, whether it is a good thing, they still don't know these old things, whether they are in good health or not, they know, their own situation, they understand.

He hurriedly prepared to send the soup to Grandma Liu, he was afraid that it would be late, what if the soup was cold, but in fact, he really didn't have to rush so much, there was that insulated lunch box, and it was warm for four or five hours, but this new soup was much more delicious than the soup that had been put for a long time, and the nutrition was also better.

"Let's go, mom will take you to kindergarten......"

Mu Tianen stood up again and prepared to change his clothes and go out.

She put on the hat for the trouble, and also tied a scarf for him, the little guy was raised white and tender, such a dress, it was really like a steamed bun, how could it be so cute, so cute.

Mu Tianen took the noisy little hand and took her out of the door, when the wind of the snow outside came to her face, she obviously felt a strange coldness.

Noisy stretched out his little foot and stepped on the snow, and then stepped on it, as if he was also having a lot of fun.

It's good to keep it in a greenhouse, there is no heat and cold, and I don't know whether it's hot or cold, but there is also so much happiness missing, such as the haze under the rain, the folding under the sun, and so, stepping on the snow and listening to the sound of the squeaky snow.

Walking with his mother's hand, his little feet are on the ground from time to time, stepping on one small footprint after another, and he will take off his mask after a while, but his little face is still red, and his little hands are also very hot.

This is also thanks to the fact that Ye Lao has always taken him out to play and taught him to do Tai Chi, and this child still learns well, so now in the face of such cold wind and snow, he is much more resistant to cold than ordinary children.

When I got to the kindergarten, there were more cars parked here, and there were almost no battery cars, so I was afraid of the children who were still young in the cold.

They carefully took their children out of the car, but when they saw the commotion held in their hands by Mu Tianen, as well as his little face that was red no matter how they looked at it, they didn't know how much envy they had, how could other people's children be so cold-tolerant, and their own family's didn't dare to blow even a little wind, for fear of getting sick.

The teacher also took over the trouble from Mu Tianen's hand, and as a result, he touched his little hand.

The soft whirring is also warm, and it is really not cold.

Of course, teachers also like healthy children, too squeamish, they are also afraid, if they cry, it will be endless, or make trouble with such children, they can get up by themselves if they fall, and they don't cry, how to play or how to play, how to live or how to live?

After sending the trouble, Mu Tianen returned home, and she could also take a good rest, and she also remembered something at this time, took out her mobile phone, and sent a message to Ye Qin.

"Do you know about Grandma Liu Ye and Lao Liu?"

As soon as Ye Qin heard the news, he also took his mobile phone, and when he saw that it was a message from Mu Tianen, he didn't even do his job.

"Naturally, I know," Ye Qin sent a smile over, "My old man has always been a crush, when he was young, Grandma Ye was everyone's young lady, my grandfather was a long-term worker, and Grandma Liu also saved my grandfather's life back then, but later my grandfather joined the army, and I haven't seen Grandma Liu, and when I saw it, it has been decades." ”

And he thought for a moment, and then sent out a word.