"I know more people than you, if you can't wipe your face, I'll be cheeky and trouble him Uncle Qi to help us, in short, my father and mother and younger brothers and sisters must be found, and they must be found."

To be honest, Huang Qiaofeng doesn't read much, but listening to her sharp energy, it is not an exaggeration to call her a virtuous helper.

"Mom, the teacher is my father's superior, and it is impossible for my father's temper to ask the teacher for help with his own private affairs."

"Boy, as long as I can find your grandfather, don't say it's the division commander, if I meet the army commander, I will be cheeky and ask the army commander to help, but ah, the army commander is very busy every day, where can I take care of these idle things." Ye Mingyi said to his eldest son, the corners of his mouth lifted a wry smile: "War is cruel, now it is almost twenty-seven years since your grandfather followed the army to fight, if he is still alive, it is impossible not to go back to his home in Beijing to find his wife and children." ”

After hearing what he said, Ye Hengyi thought about it, and said a little hesitantly: "Dad, do you think grandpa will also have amnesia like you?" Or...... Or maybe grandpa is outside...... I have a family ...... again."

"You know what you mean by that?" Ye Mingyi's face was solemn, and he stared at his son and said in a deep voice: "It's a big rebellion, and it's a blasphemy against your grandfather's character!" As for what you said earlier, there may be such a possibility, but I don't believe that such a thing as amnesia could happen to me and your grandfather. ”

"According to what you say, then wouldn't my grandfather already ......" Ye Hengyi muttered quietly, but he was not yet fat enough to say the word "death".

Ye Mingyi was silent, for a long time, he didn't say a word, got up, and went back to the bedroom extremely lonely.

"Mom, I seem to have said the wrong thing."

Ye Hengyi looked at his mother with some self-reproach: "I shouldn't have opened my mouth casually, my father must be very sad this time." ”

"It's okay, your dad won't blame you."

Sighing lightly, Huang Qiaofeng didn't say anything again for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother, you're a big mouth, slightly!"

Ye Hengli grimaced at his brother, and then ran to the room where the brothers lived.

At the beginning of the night, people have fallen asleep.

In the silence and peace, the silvery moonlight sprinkled on the ground, like flowing water, moistening everything in this world.

Shuanghuai Village, Zhou's family.

"Auntie, I can't ask for these things."

Zhou Mingchen looked at the things that Ye Xia took out of the back basket, his mood was agitated, and he couldn't calm down no matter what. Rice and flour oil...... The aunt brought these precious things to their family, and brought him and his brother a new set of clothes, as well as several storybooks without covers marked with pinyin, and he knew that his aunt was good to their family, but he could not take this kindness for granted.

"Xiaochuan, come, this is a cake made by my aunt, can you taste it?"

This time, she doesn't know when she will return to this village one day, she can give these two children more warmth, and she will not be stingy.

The cake was made more when she made a birthday cake for Dafu's father before, and she made a total of two big cakes that morning, thinking that one would celebrate the man's birthday, and the other would take the time to give it to the grandfather and grandson of the Zhou family and a few relatives recognized by the cowshed to try it.

The milky and fruity aroma floats in the surrounding air, and the aroma is very seductive.

"Auntie, can Xiaochuan really taste it?"

Under Ye Xia's treatment, Zhou Mingchuan now speaks no different from a normal child.