Lin Xinjie was sentenced to 12 years in prison that year, it has only been more than three years, and there are still nine years to slowly boil up, and when Lin Xinjie is released, Baolu will be 12 years old.

At the age of twelve, it's time to go to junior high school.

I wonder if my mother will be able to teach when she comes back? Can she be a teacher for her granddaughter?

Thinking of this, Ning Yuanlan couldn't sleep a little, and turned over on the chuang very diligently.

When Ling Mo came out of the bath, Ning Yuanlan was turning over, did he wrinkle, if she was usually lying on the chuang for so long, she would have fallen asleep early, and she was still turning over at this time, it seemed that there was something on her mind.

Ling Mo walked over, lay down beside her, directly hugged the person into his arms, hugged her, and asked her softly, "What do you want?" I had a good supper tonight, and I don't have any stomach to fill the pancakes. ”

Ning Yuanlan was made to laugh by his words, isn't the frequency of his turning over just a pancake?

"I thought of my mother." Ning Yuanlan leaned into his arms and stretched out his hand to count, "Ling Mo, it will take nine years for my mother to come out, what will it be like in nine years?" At that time, Baolu was twelve years old, and Xiaoxi was seventeen years old. We're all old. ”

Ling Mo laughed, "We weren't very old back then, we're still very young at this time." Look at what you say, it's like we're seventy or eighty. ”

"I don't know why, maybe life is too comfortable, and there is always a feeling that I am very old." Ning Yuanlan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and moat his face, he was only about thirty years old, he had lived with him all these years, he didn't have to worry about basic life problems, and he was well maintained, this skin was quite smooth, everyone said that she was only twenty-two or twenty-three years old when she went out, and she didn't think that she was already a mother of two children.

But people's moods are different, and Ning Yuanlan now has a feeling that his heart is old.

"Then let's find something to do in the future." Ling Mo has a plan to start a business in his heart, in order to take care of Baolu all these years, so he has been cooperating with several foreign companies, and his own is also in a state of laziness, which is not what he wants, in a few years Ling Shuhan and Gao Xueqing will also retire, he has nothing to care about, it's time to start a business.

"Do what?" When Ning Yuanlan thought of his gallery, he felt that it was too idle.

"How about starting a company? You're going to be my secretary? Ling Mo asked tentatively with a smile.

"I'm not as good as Tian Tian." Ning Yuanlan heard his tone with a joke, and he also replied a little jokingly.

"Isn't it me?" Ling Mo asked with a smile.

"Well, okay then." Ning Yuanlan nodded, "When you need my help, I'll close the gallery." ”

"Really willing?" Ling Mo couldn't help frowning a little when she heard her say this, the gallery was opened by him to pass her time, and it was just a joke to ask her to be his secretary, how could he be willing to let her give up the career she liked to help him?

"When you start your own business, you will definitely be very busy, I don't want to be separated from you, besides, in your spare time, you can also paint." Ning Yuanlan smiled at him, he gave up a lot for himself, why not do something for him?

Ling Mo happily raised the corners of her mouth and grabbed her red lips, "Ning'er, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, Ling Mo, go to sleep!" She kissed him back and said goodnight to him, "Good night." ”

Someone raised the corners of his mouth, not wanting to fall asleep so early, and continued to smile and continue to swallow: Hold her lips, his body has pressed over.