Tian Xinmiao continued to turn the page.

In the fifth painting, a pair of elderly people in their sixties, the woman is holding a baby in her hands, the man is holding the woman with a broad chest, the woman's eyes are looking at the baby in his arms, and the man's eyes are still looking at the woman affectionately.

"Daughter-in-law, this little guy has come to destroy our two-person world again, why do you want to be so good to him, daughter-in-law, see if I'm good, I'm your treasure, how can a grandson have a kissing baby?"

The smile on the corner of Tian Xinmiao's mouth became deeper and deeper, but the wetness in the corners of his eyes also increased.

They all have grandchildren, and the baby is still so arrogant, and he is not ashamed.

On the last page, there is a picture of two old men lying on the bed in the twilight, the man's hand holding the woman's hand tightly, explaining something to several young people standing around.

"Daughter-in-law, I told those stinky boys, let them bury the two of us together, because I want to always be with you, where is it enough to accompany you for the rest of my life, although we can't decide that you and I will be together in the next life, but on the way to Huangquan, I must accompany you, I hope that the king of Hades can see the love of the two of us, and can allow us another life in the next life."

Six pages of letterhead, six paintings.

Tian Xinmiao carefully flipped over them one by one again, and her tears fell like pearls with broken threads.

Occasionally, a drop or two drops on the canvas blur the lines on it.

Tian Xinmiao hurriedly carefully wiped away the tears with her hands, this is the 'life and life' he gave her.

Although there will be too much uncertainty in the future, at this moment she wants to believe him and believe in that silly boy.

When his mood gradually calmed down, Tian Xinmiao reluctantly put away the letter and put it in the box.

Then he picked up another pile of letters with Hao Ming's name written on them, handed them to Ruan Yongsheng, and went to the kitchen to cook with Wu.

Finding that Tian Xinmiao seemed to have cried, Wu couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Xinmiao, what happened to Haocheng?" ”

"Mother, he's fine!"

There is something wrong with him, whether she has something to do or not, that stupid boy made her cry, and she can't hide it now.

"Well, why are you crying?"

"Mother, I, I-" She wanted to say that she missed him, but she was a little embarrassed to say it, after all, in this era, it was a little inappropriate for a daughter-in-law to say such a thing to her mother-in-law.

Seeing the entanglement on Tian Xinmiao's face, Wu seemed to understand something, and sighed softly.

"My mother knows that I have suffered you, and I don't know when Haocheng will come back, and you can rest when you come back."

It seems that Wu still misunderstood what she meant.

"Mother, where am I tired, you see if I'm idle all day!"

"Hey, your father said, you, although people are idle, their hearts are not idle."

The affairs of the family are now in charge of Xinmiao, and she is really idle.

Tian Xinmiao didn't know what to say, so she had to smile.

Because Haoming is now studying in the county seat, he will not be able to return home in less than a month, so in the evening, Ruan Yongsheng personally wrote a reply to Ruan Haocheng.

Tian Xinmiao bought Ruan Haoyan a bicycle, so Ruan Haoyan now goes home every day.

Ruan Haoyan's letter was replied to by herself.

The next day, Tian Xinmiao sent the sewn pajamas along with the reply letter she had written after staying up late.

Ruan Haocheng, who received Tian Xinmiao's reply and pajamas, was much more down-to-earth.

And he also wore pajamas in front of Chen Zhiyun, and directly hit Chen Zhiyun, who wanted to know the content of Tian Xinmiao's 'love poem'.

Chen Zhiyun made up his mind to marry a daughter-in-law as soon as he recovered, a daughter-in-law who was both beautiful and capable, and could also write 'love poems'.