Don't forget that you can't live without him, but Nannan, Nannan...

He looked out the window and was lost in thought. He couldn't live without his daughter. What's more, he still had a little daughter...

He could already imagine what his little girl looked like. In the nights when he couldn't sleep, he often thought about it. In his restless sleep, he often dreamed...

The little girl in the dream is not black at all, but white and soft. She will lie on his chest and play with him; she will pat his face with her soft little hands and giggle; she will call him daddy with a soft voice.

She is waxy and as sweet as her mother's voice; she will pout her pink lips to kiss him, but every time he wants to hold his breath and realize what it is like to kiss his face with her little lips.

When you feel it, the dream will wake up...,

After waking up, it was the dark night, and she was a fist away from him...

The distance between this punch was like an insurmountable barrier between the pink scene in his dream and the cruel black cold outside the dream...

"Wow!" A loud cry woke him up from his thoughts. He looked down and saw half a noodle on his hand, and his fingertips were already hot. He thought he was distracted just now, so he put his hand into the pot...

…

He quickly grabbed his hand and rinsed it under cold water, then took him into the room, found scalding medicine and rubbed it on him. After everything was done, when he led Mo Wang back to the kitchen, he found that he had forgotten to turn off the fire.

The water in the noodle pot has been boiled dry, and the noodles are stuck to the bottom of the pot, making it a mess...

This confused life...

He washed the pot and started cooking again.

It’s just that if the noodles are mushy, they can be cooked again, but what about life? This life has become a pot of porridge, and there is no chance to start over again...

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Family guest house.

Tao Zi lay quietly on the bed, and the phone beside the bed rang.

She picked up the call, but it was Yan Zhuang who called, "Taotao?"

"Yes, Mom." Tao Zi responded softly. Since she was banned by Ning Zhenqian, she has not had many opportunities to see Yan Zhuang. Although Yan Zhuang calls every other day, the focus of her life is to take care of Mo

Forget. Tao Zi doesn’t have any thoughts about her. After all, Mo Forget is a special child.

Although Tao Zi and Yan Zhuang have not met, Tao Zi understands that many of the dishes Ning Zhenqian brought back were not made by the army canteen, but were cooked by Yan Zhuang himself. In the past, she thought he went home to get them, but later she figured out,

It should have been brought to him by someone from the Ning family when he took Mo Wang back to the car.

"Taotao, go home. Staying in a guest house is not a problem. Your dad and I will come to pick up Mo Wang right away. You go home quickly," Yan Zhuang said.

"Mom, no need, I'm not here to forget." It was raining heavily outside, and it would be outrageous for her to ask two elders to drive over to pick someone up on a dark rainy night. Besides, fundamentally speaking,

, She really didn’t do it for Mo Forget, it was her own reason. The knot in her heart just couldn’t be untied...

"Taotao, whether it's true or not, your dad and I will come over. You go home!" After Yan Zhuang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

That night, Yan Zhuang and Ning Jinping came over despite heavy rain.

When Yan Zhuang came to the guest house to look for Tao Zi, Tao Zi found that Yan Zhuang was soaked to the skin.

Tao Zi felt a little sad, "Mom, why did you come to pick her up? It's really unnecessary."

Yan Zhuang reached out and touched Tao Zi's face, a little helpless and a little bitter, "Good boy, Mom knows you are a good boy, you have been wronged enough."

Yan Zhuang's fingers once smelled of warm fragrance, the smell of her mother, but now they were infected with the coolness of the rain, touching her skin, and she felt a thin layer of pimples forming on her left arm.

"Go home. Your dad has already brought Mo Wang into the car. Mom will take you back." Yan Zhuang took her hand.

She held on to the door frame without moving, praying, "Mom, I don't want to go back for the time being. It's raining so heavily and it's troublesome to walk around. I'll just sleep here, okay?"

Seeing her persistence, Yan Zhuang had no choice but to say, "Then be careful."

"Yes, I will." She nodded.

"Taotao, by rights, my mother should take care of you, but she didn't do a good enough job." Yan Zhuang's guilt came from the bottom of his heart. He still remembered that when he was pregnant with Ning Zhenqian, his husband loved him and his mother-in-law loved him. Although he was in the army and had limited conditions,

But psychologically she enjoys all the pampering. Now, her daughter-in-law is struggling in such an embarrassing situation. She feels pain in her heart but can do nothing. Although Tao Zi

She kept claiming that it was not for Mo Wang, but what Mo Wang's existence meant to Tao Zi, she was a woman, how could she not understand? However, she could not stuff Mo Wang back into Qianqi's belly. The only thing she could do was

Cook more dishes and receive comfort from the phone calls. However, Tao Zi is not happy every time she calls. It seems that she is not looking forward to her phone calls...

Tao Zi didn't say anything. Fortunately for her, she objected the last time Ning Zhenqian proposed not to let his family send Mo Wang to the army. Otherwise, Mo Wang's disappearance would be her responsibility. Even if the Ning family didn't

If she blames her, that will become her cross...

"Mom, I understand. Please go back and don't forget to wait." She said numbly.

She understands everyone, but she doesn't understand why she became like this...

Yan Zhuang left, and she shut herself into the darkness again. The sound of rain continued until dawn, and she was disturbed by the sound of rain in her sleep. That night, he did not come to her again. When the bugle sounded,

She was completely woken up.

Don't forget to be embarrassed and hungry. This is a signal from the baby. Only the baby can make gentle ripples in her heart. 13acv.

When he got home, he had already gone out for military training. There were a lot of supplements and fruits on the table, all brought by Yan Zhuang, right? He never went out, and the army here was remote, so the fruits and supplements she usually ate should have been brought by Yan Zhuang.

Zhuang prepared...

The bedroom has been cleaned by him, and the books have been neatly returned to their original places. The wall stickers of Brother Tree and Little Quail have been glued back piece by piece by him. The wind chimes on the window are jingling in the wind again. His rough fingers

How long did it take to glue the bullet shells back one by one? The only things that cannot be restored are the wedding photos that have been painted with flowers, and the Gesang flowers on the balcony...

In fact, does such a repair really make sense?

With the eggs and noodles she bought last night, she made a bowl of egg noodles and drank a glass of milk, which solved the baby's hunger signal. As soon as she finished eating, Ning Zhenqian came in, carrying a small bowl.

A big bowl of breakfast, dark eyes shining with confusion and surprise, "Nanny, are you back? I even went to the guest house to look for you!"

She only glanced at him and remained silent.

"Come, have breakfast! Are you hungry? My little girl should be hungry too!" He put down his breakfast.

"I've already eaten." She found that his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes. That wall sticker and the string of wind chimes should be the results of his all-nighter... Her heart still ached, shrinking and shrinking, like

General cramps.

"Really? Then eat this bowl of bird's nest." He took out the smallest bowl from a long list of dishes and opened the lid for her.

As soon as Tao Zi entered the door, he saw the newly brought bird's nests by Yan Zhuang on the table. He had just finished the last one.

Every time Ning Zhenqian always takes the bird's nest to the kitchen for the chef to cook the night before, fearing that his poor cooking skills will ruin the bird's nest...

He once tried very hard to learn cooking skills, just so that he could cook for Tao Zi when she was pregnant, but he still hasn't learned it yet. This is one of his failures in life...

Tao Zi sat down silently to eat the bird's nest, for the sake of the child.

"Nanny, the photos... I will take them to be rewashed today. I have already called Fang Chizhou about the Gesang flowers and asked him to bring us a pot when he passes by Beijing. Nannan, everything can go back to the way it was before. It can definitely be done!

"

With such a firm tone, Tao Zi really didn't know whether to tell her or himself...

Does he also feel powerless? Does he also feel that it is getting harder and harder to go? Is he also afraid that he will not be able to persevere? That is why he needs such firm language and tone to cheer himself up?

Lowering his head to eat the bird's nest in small bites, he seemed to feel his burning eyes staring at him. He pretended not to know anything and just buried his head lower.

He suddenly smiled because he saw a blush gradually appearing on her face. Did she feel his gaze?

Unable to help but reach out, he gently stroked her face and whispered, "I raised my head to eat, but my hair fell into the bowl."

She avoided his fingers, but her face turned redder.

The long-gloomy sky in his heart was half cleared because of the red clouds on her face. Taking a deep breath, he seemed to have inhaled fresh oxygen, a rare feeling of comfort...

"Nanny! We will definitely be better! Better than before!" His hand fell on the back of her neck, stroking her warm skin. He would work hard, as long as she no longer hesitated at every step, as long as she gave in for him

As long as he spares an inch of land, he will devote his whole life to giving her a happier kingdom...

No longer reluctant to remove his hand from the back of her neck, how long did it take for him to get close to her beauty? Over the past many days, it seemed as if he had climbed up to the heavenly steps step by step...

However, his cell phone rang at this moment. He was a little unhappy and a little reluctant to give up. He still kept one hand on her neck and answered the phone with the other hand, "Hello?"

"Xiao Zhen! Good news! Qianqi has found a matching bone marrow!"

"Really?" His previous displeasure disappeared, replaced by extreme joy, and the hand left on her neck slipped away.

"Yes! The hospital has called and is preparing for a consultation to discuss Qianqi's surgery in detail!"

"Great!" He stood up quickly.

As she was eating the bird's nest, her hand trembled slightly, and the small spoon slipped from her hand, making a tinkling sound, but he was so excited that he didn't even notice.

"Nanny! Qianqi found the bone marrow! Nanny!" His bright eyes were full of joy, and he held her shoulders and said.

She smiled faintly, as if her fingers were still caressing the back of her neck, "That's great, congratulations..."

"Nanny..." He stopped talking.

And what a smart and virtuous wife she was, she immediately said calmly, "Go and see Qianqi..."

"Nanny?" He didn't even believe what she said.

"Go ahead, this is what you should do." She used a small spoon to gently rub circles in the bird's nest, her thoughts as calm as her tone.

"Are you going with me?" He held her hand, "Are you going or not?"
To be continued...