"Mom, just listen to Ning'er, we'll come to see you on the weekend!" Ling Mo smiled at Ning Yuanlan, anyway, in the Ning family, they are also together, it is the same whether they go out to play or not!

"Okay, you, you're too stubborn, I can't talk about you!" Lin Xinjie finished eating the double-skin milk in the bowl, and then got up, "I'll go take a bath and sleep, and you guys should rest early!" ”

"Well, good night mom!" Ning Yuanlan followed his mother to good night, packed up the disposable bowl and threw it into the garbage basket, locked the door, and then returned to his room with Ling Mo.

After rinsing his mouth and washing his face, Ning Yuanlan lay on the chuang and looked at the moon outside the window, now the time is the end of November, and the weather is cold, and the moon in the cold night always has a feeling of depression and desolation.

Ning Yuanlan looked at the moon outside the window, and couldn't help but think of her father again, remembering that when she came home at the beginning of her memory, Ning Shaoan looked at her and smiled, now the chessboard in the living room is still in its original position, although her mother will wipe it every day, but no one will use that chessboard again, because no one will play chess with her anymore.

When Ling Mo came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, she saw at a glance that the tears that had slipped from the corners of her eyes slipped into the chuang slip, and then seeped in, forming a tear stain on the chuang slip.

Knowing that she must be thinking about her father again, she walked over distressedly, sat on the edge of the chuang and held her hand, "Miss Dad?"

"Hmm!" Ning Yuanlan sat up, nodded, and stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, "Ling Mo, I have never understood why such a good person as my father should have such an experience, not being able to walk when he was young was already his biggest blow, and later at his daughter's wedding...... The night before our wedding, he was still very reluctant to tell me that he didn't want me to get married, and hoped that I would always be like the time when I took the self-exam, he would play chess when I was tired, and he would tell me about his time as a soldier, and he also said that when we had children in the future, he would take our children out to play, and would buy him a lot of toy guns and tanks......" Ning Yuanlan couldn't say any more, threw himself into Ling Mo's arms, and hugged his waist tightly with both hands, "Ling Mo, Dad is a good person, why do good people die early, I don't ask for anything else, As long as we can see that we have children, it's fine! ”

Ling Mo hugged her tightly wordlessly, "Ning'er, Dad has already gone, and we still have Mom." ”

Ning Yuanlan was silent, only holding him.

"Why don't we have a baby?" Ling Mo suddenly proposed, in fact, they had discussed this issue before, but they only worked considering her, and they were afraid that she would not like it, but after Ning Shao'an's death, she had told him more than once that Ning Shao'an liked their children, and her tone was full of regret, presumably Lin Xinjie also hoped that they would have children, since this was the case, then don't let the old man down.

Ning Yuanlan raised his head from his arms, thought for a while before nodding, and said, "Wait until I finish this hand-painted wall, Zhou Jiayao is not very good at painting murals, and when he finishes his uncle's bar, we will have another child!" ”

Ling Mo nodded, not wanting her to be too tired in the early stages of pregnancy, and then hugged her over and lay down with her, "Sleep!" ”

She found a very comfortable position in his arms, but instead of closing her eyes, she stared at his face, "You say, we will have children in the future, who will we look like?" ”