The song broke through the clouds and let the sun shine on the earth. The towering tombstones looked so peaceful and magnificent. Everyone sang the song solemnly, whether it was in their hearts or in their mouths.
The theme of death and hope lingers in the living heart of everyone in a form that is always remembered.
Fear must have existed in everyone's heart. But for the sake of the same hope, they are willing to give up fear.
"I understand." Meng Chenjun was the first to say, "Who is the cutest person written in the Chinese textbook?"
The little girl Meng Chencheng nodded, engraving her in her heart at what Grandpa Hou had said to her.
Leilei followed his uncle and aunt to nod, but he didn't understand, and this kind of relationship—
"It is an emotion that needs to be experienced with your heart." Ning Yunxi said to every child, "think with your heart."
"Yes!" several children agreed in unison.
In a blink of an eye, on the day of the event, the children had to gather at their respective schools first and then set off in a team. Meng Chenjun and Meng Chencheng each carried their own schoolbags and went to school according to their usual school hours.
"Wait." Grandma Meng stuffed some fruit into their schoolbags.
This is what the old man sees other parents doing.
"Grandma, we are not going to have a picnic," Meng Chencheng said.
"So, are you coming back for lunch?" Grandma Meng asked the child.
Meng Chencheng remembered what the teacher said and might organize everyone to have dinner near the local area.
Meng Chenjun took a photo of his pocket and said to his grandmother, "I have money to bring."
If you have money, will you not be able to eat?
Grandma Meng stared at Xiao Si's eyes and stared at her.
Meng Chenjun dared not tell his grandmother that he was very rich and shrank his head.
"Wait a minute." Grandma Meng listened to the words of the two of them and turned back to the kitchen. Grandma Meng walked over to help her. The two old men couldn't pack steamed buns and rolls of eggs. Then check if the two children filled the kettle they brought with them with hot water.
Ning Yunxi walked out and saw that the two old men did not say anything. The old man was worried that the child would be hungry outside and packed food for him. Of course, she called her former colleagues before, and the school said she would organize students to have lunch.
I guess these foods will be taken over and become snacks for children to satisfy their cravings after the activity.
Leilei came out of the room with his mother's hand and saw the great-grandfather and grandma stuffed food into his uncle and aunt's schoolbag, and saliva was flowing in his little mouth.
Grandma Meng will definitely not forget her favorite great-grandson, and she turned around and said to the child who was looking at her, "Wait a minute, you bring your schoolbag over. Grandma has left you the largest meat bun."
Leilei's saliva in his little mouth sucked out a hurricane-like sound.
Meng Chenhao wiped sweat from a towel in the bathroom. When he saw his son's expression, he couldn't help but feel a slight slight on his face, "Why are you always unable to eat enough? Is there an worm in your stomach?"
"I don't." Leilei shook his hand to his father.
"This time your mother is with you. However, your mother's leg has been injured, not like before. You know what to do." Meng Chenhao said to his son seriously.
Leilei nodded to his father and son understood!
Meng Chenhao walked to his wife and told him, "You go out this time, don't let them hurt yourself again."
"When did I spoil them? Do you think I am the monk Chen Yixian?" Ning Yunxi shouted Qu.
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Chapter completed!