The little butterfly unfolded the "letter" in her hand, and her mother's familiar "handwriting" immediately came into view.

The letters her mother wrote to her were very similar to the letters she wrote to her mother, and they were all expressed in pictures.

The first picture is of my mother who is very sad after she turns into a little ghost, the sky is gray, and the flowers are withering......

In the second painting, the mother is thinking about the little ghost when she is standing, thinking about the little ghost when she sits, and still thinking about the little ghost when she is asleep......

In the third painting, the mother gave birth to a baby and brought him to the tombstone of the little ghost because she didn't want to be a little ghost......

In the fourth painting, my mother didn't want to be sick because of this, and my mother wanted to get sick because of this......

Ye Weilan's painting is very good, clearly expressing the meaning she wants to express, the little butterfly that was still happy was still happy, her small mouth was slightly deflated, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

"Don't be sad, let's move on......"

The fifth painting is a letter from a little ghost, in which a tall and burly man is handed a letter with wings......

In the sixth painting, my mother was very happy and happy when she found out about her existence, the sky turned blue again, and her feet were full of flowers......

The seventh painting is composed of many small bits and pieces, including a large Ferris wheel, beautiful sweets and clothes, cute bicycles, and picnic mats spread on the grass, and the most important thing is that there is a heart pattern in the middle, and in the center of the heart is the mother and the little ghost snuggling together......

There's also a leaf pattern in the lower right corner that she's most familiar with.

"Mom's ......"

The little butterfly was about to cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry...... your mother loves you very much, loves you very much...... After knowing the news of Ling, she said that she will always wait for you, and the same goes for millet grains, one day, you will meet again, believe me, it won't be long......"

Song Ci gently touched the little heads of the two little guys, and the two little people subconsciously rubbed them, full of attachment to him.

"Let's see what Dad wrote to Little Butterfly, okay?"

The little butterfly didn't say anything when she heard this, but just flipped the "letter" over, and the millet grains came up curiously again.

Dad's painting is a lot more subtle, the painting is a big and a small two, and there is a small tugging on the head of the little one, and it can be seen at a glance that this is a little butterfly.

The whole painting is gray and white, except for two people with a red one on their chests.

The first painting depicts two people, one big and one small, fluttering butterflies on the grass, and the little one running too fast and falling head......

The second painting depicts two people, one older and one young, swimming in a pool, and the little one choking on the water......

The third painting depicts two people, one big and one small, visiting an amusement park, and the little one riding on the neck of the big one and almost falling off......

The fourth painting depicts two people, one big and one small, in the zoo, and the little one is frightened by the big tiger and screams and pounces into the arms of the big one......

In the fifth painting, two people, one big and one small, are riding bicycles, and the older one is riding a bicycle, "struggling" to catch up with the small one in front of him......

In the sixth painting, the painting depicts the little man turning into a ghost, the big man's heart is broken, falling to the ground, turning gray, the big man has no intention of working, he has no intention of sleeping, he has no intention of eating, and he misses the little one all the time......

In the seventh painting, a red heart grows out of the big man's hollow chest, the sky is half moon, half sun, the big man sits on the steps in front of the door, with a small bicycle in front of him, he holds his cheeks, as if waiting quietly for the little one to come back......

There is also a sign of Don in the lower right corner.

"Daddy......"

The little butterfly choked and screamed.

The tears could no longer be controlled, silently slid down the tender cheeks, and then began to cry......

Millet grains were probably infected by her emotions, and tears flowed silently, and she lowered her head and looked at her ankles......

She misses her mother and her grandmother.

This time, Song Ci did not comfort them and told them not to cry, but sat on the side of the road and quietly accompanied them.

Sometimes, crying isn't a bad thing.

As Tang Guancong said, they are still children, and they can't bear a lot on their immature shoulders, so it's okay to cry......

Song Ci suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette again, and habitually touched his pocket.

Oh, he's quit.

Looking up at the sky, the moonlight is so good tonight, and through the treetops, I can see the moon swaying in the sky......

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"Crying, don't you want to cry?"

Seeing that the two little ones slowly stopped crying, Song Ci asked softly.

"I'm sorry." Millet grains lowered their heads and choked softly, as if they had made a mistake.

"Why do you say I'm sorry, you haven't done anything wrong, it's everyone who will cry."

Song Ci said with a smile, and then motioned for them to sit down on the road.

Although in the silent night, this inaccessible path seems a little strange, but Song Ci didn't care about this, and besides, others couldn't see the two little guys, at most they thought he was very strange, but would he care about these?

"It's not a bad thing to cry, I cry sometimes." Song Ci said with a smile.

The two little guys sitting beside him, one on the left and one on the right, immediately raised their necks and looked at him curiously when they heard this.

Of course, they know that adults cry too, and they have seen many, many adults who are grief-stricken and crying.

But the owner of the village ...... Mr. Song is not an ordinary adult, can he cry too?

"I cry when I'm sad, especially when I want to warm my mother, just like you love your mother, I love her too, so when I think about her, I cry ......too," Song Ci said with a smile.

Song Ci's words made the two little guys look very happy and made them closer to Song Ci.

Then Song Ci told them something about meeting their father, mother and grandmother, and the two little ones unconsciously got close to Song Ci, lying on his knees, leaning on his body, with a light of surprise and hope on their faces......

Nuan Nuan was still waiting for him at home, so Song Ci didn't stay long, talked to them for a while, got up and continued to walk in the direction of home.

And the little butterfly and millet grains also returned to Taoyuan Village with excitement.

By the time Song Ci got home, it was almost ten o'clock.

When I opened the door, I found that everyone hadn't slept yet, Nuan Nuan was sitting on the sofa in her pajamas and watching TV.

Zhao Caixia and Song Shouren sat on either side of her, one on the left and one on the right.

Zhao Caixia was knitting clothes while watching TV with Nuan Nuan, while Song Shouren's attention was on his mobile phone.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Song Ci asked with some surprise.

Normally, at this time, Nuan Nuan should have gone to bed.

"Sleep right away."

Zhao Caixia put down the sweater in her hand expressionlessly, picked up Nuan Nuan and walked back to the room.

And Song Shouren walked into the kitchen expressionlessly and took out a rolling pin.

"Dad, what are you going to do?" Song Ci asked in surprise.

"What did you say you did?"

"I ......"

"See if I don't beat you to death."

"Don't fight, don't fight, how old am I, and you're still beating me?"

"How old are you, it's all my son."

"What are grandma, grandpa and dad doing?" Nuan Nuan, who heard the movement in the room, asked curiously.

"Leave the kids alone."

"Why?"

"Because...... Because it's so brutal......"

Zhao Caixia finally couldn't help it and laughed.

This little rabbit cub should be beaten if he doesn't do anything......

PS: There is one more chapter~

Recommend a new book by the author of Daddy Wen "My wife is reborn? 》

One day, the woman opposite suddenly said to Wan Honghao: "Hong Hao, do you know, if there is an afterlife, I will marry you and give birth to more children for you." ”

At that moment, Wan Honghao was a little confused......

(End of chapter)