In order to see more clearly, Ye Huanyu simply put her head lightly on Qi Yemo's arm holding the photo.

The clear eyes glared at the boss, and he carefully identified it: the adult was a beautiful girl, revealing a detached temperament from between her eyebrows.

I saw her carry a shovel on her right shoulder, and her right hand rested on the handle of the spade. Her other hand was naturally on the shoulder of the little boy standing beside her.

The little boy looked relaxed, with small drops of sweat on his head, his hands folded, his small body slightly bent against the handle of a shovel stuck deep in the dirt.

It looks like the two of them were filmed after a lot of hard work.

"This is a photo of Aunt Fang and you, where was this taken?" Ye Huanyu asked cautiously.

She knew that in today's situation, every topic about Fang Gu had become sensitive and careful.

Qi Yemo took a deep puff of cigarette again, and the white smoke sprayed on the photo, tumbling and slowly spreading around.

"This is a photo taken when the farm was first built, and my aunt and I dug up the first spade soil here." His gaze deepened, and his tone became deep and long, as if he had returned to the place in the photograph.

Ye Huanyu timidly wanted to stretch out her hand and point to the row of photos she had just seen, wanting to ask about these photos, but she was afraid that she would touch Qi Yemo's long-standing wound.

In the end, I still didn't ask.

"It's not early, the children are sleeping, you can go and rest too." Just in the same room with the children. Qi Yemo withdrew from his memories.

He didn't want to get caught up in it.

In memory, happiness is only short-lived, and pain is the shackles that run through that period and even now.

Ye Huanyu understood his mood at the moment, and turned around and left obediently, but at the moment of leaving, he secretly glanced at the row of dusty photos.

Gently pushed open the door of Chenchen and Yangyang's bedroom.

The dim light calmed her mind.

Chenchen and Yangyang were covered with quilts and were already asleep.

On the chair next to their bed, Qin Huo was facing the door, he was supporting his head with one hand, his eyes slightly closed, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

The slight sound of opening the door still woke him up, and as a person beside Qi Yemo, it had become a habit to be vigilant at all times.

He hurriedly stood up, walked gently in front of Ye Huanyu, and turned his head to look at the two children. Then he nodded slightly to Ye Huanyu and whispered, "Miss, the two little masters are asleep." If there's nothing going on here, I'll go out. ”

Ye Huanyu nodded lightly: "I've worked hard for you today, let's have a good rest." ”

Qin Huo walked out of the bedroom and gently closed the door with his hand.

With the dim light inside the house, I looked around the house, and it was still as innocent and childlike as the hall outside.

An ordinary bookcase next to the cartoon-shaped bed caught her eye.

It's not that it's anything special, it's just that there is a curtain hanging outside the window of this cabinet that is extremely out of harmony with its surroundings.

What kind of thing is it that Qi Yemo wants to cover it up, and he doesn't want to take a look.

Strong curiosity drove Ye Huanyu to come to him and carefully opened the curtain with her fingers to take a look.

When the items on display inside were displayed in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but be surprised.