Ning Yue looked at the table full of meals in front of her, and the corners of her mouth twitched and twitched.

Not to mention the two of them, even if it's a big table of seven or eight people, it's enough to eat, right?

"Moon moon sitting."

Ning Tianming greeted him attentively.

Ning Yue had just sat down, and the dishes and chopsticks had already been handed to her.

"I don't know what you like to eat, just ask for some of the food in the kitchen, you can taste it."

Looking at Ning Yue, who was sitting opposite, Ning Tianming had never been satisfied in his heart.

He didn't even dare to think about this scene before.

Ning Yue glanced at the food on the table.

"Your food here is really good."

Ning Tianming's expression was embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses, pretended not to understand her, and took the initiative to serve her vegetables.

"The braised pork, as well as this minced meat and beans, taste very good."

"I'll do it myself."

Ning Yue's face was expressionless, and she picked up the dishes and chopsticks, somewhat resisting his flattery.

"Okay, what do you like to eat, clip it yourself, don't admit it."

Ning Tianming never took a bite by himself, just looked at her.

Looking, watching, my heart is a little pantothenic.

"And this, it's your mother's favorite food, you can try it."

His eyes shook slightly, as if he had penetrated Ning Yue and landed far, far away.

Ning Yue's movements paused, looking at the spicy tofu placed in the rice bowl, her eyes deepened a little.

It was indeed her mother's favorite food, and the meal that she thought was good suddenly lost its taste.

"I'm full."

The rice bowl is put down.

Ning Tianming's gaze regained focus, and he was a little stunned.

I just ate a good meal.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? ”

Under Ning Yue's lowered eyes, a shadow swept by.

Originally, she didn't want to destroy the rare peace between them, but when she thought of Wu Lanhong at home, she still couldn't hold her breath.

"Do you remember my mom?"

It wasn't loud, but it was a question.

"Of course ......"

Ning Tianming's heart was clenched, he knew what she wanted to say, he smiled bitterly in his heart, and his face was full of guilt.

"You say you remember her? So do you know what she looks like now? Do you have gray hair? Rickets? ”

Ning Yue was sad and aggrieved for Wu Lanhong, eighteen years of youth, how many can there be for a woman?

Ning Tianming's eyes were red.

Thinking of the last time he saw her, although it was only a glance from afar, it had already been engraved on the tip of his heart.

He sighed faintly, extremely sad.

"When I first met your mother, she was your age. Two long braids hung down in front of him, tied with a red headband, and wore a white floral gown.

That year, she became a model worker in the village, and I happened to be a soldier returning to visit my family.

The village chief asked me, who was already the battalion commander at the time, to award her a model worker certificate, but she was too ashamed to look at me, and her red face seemed to be a blooming flower. ”

He whispered softly, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, these beautiful memories buried deep in his heart were the only pillars that supported him and awakened him in his eighteen years of twisted and hideous life.

The anger on Ning Yue's face was frozen by his words.

She didn't expect him to suddenly mention the past, no matter how she asked Wu Lanhong, she wouldn't tell her about the past.

Ning Tianming picked up the wine bottle next to him and poured himself a full glass.

He really rarely drinks because he's afraid he's getting drunk. As an undercover agent, you must be awake even when you sleep.

But now that Ning Yue and his son are here, he suddenly wants to get drunk for a while.

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