When Man Rui came down from the attic, Ruan Qiyu sat alone under the eaves, holding golden retrievers in his arms, and stroking the long dog hair one after another.

The woman's hunched and thin back looked particularly lonely and confused.

For her, there may be nothing in this world worthy of her nostalgia. Finding out the murderer who killed her husband and son may be the only force that supports her to live until now.

Manrui clenched his fists and came to the woman.

Ruan Qiyu looked up at her, "Are you leaving?"

"Um."

Manrui's eyes were red, and he responded softly, paused, and couldn't help but say, "Auntie, the murderer who killed Su Yi will definitely get retribution."

Ruan Qiyu murmured, "Do you really know?"

"Yes! And, I won't let you wait for a long time!"

Manrui turned his head and looked at the drizzle outside, and a chill flashed across his scarlet eyes, "Soon, he will pay the price for his crime!"

Ruan Qiyu lowered her eyes and said nothing.

After so many years, she has gradually lost confidence.

The other party is too strong, and she is too weak.

She began to wonder if she could really see the murderer arrested in her lifetime.

"Auntie." Man Rui took out a photo from his pocket, "Can you give this photo to me?"

That was suddenly photographed by Su Yi while eating. Because it happened so suddenly, he opened his mouth slightly in surprise, looking a little silly and a little cute.

This photo was taken by her own hands back then.

Ruan Qiyu looked at the photos in her hand.

My son has left her, and there are not many photos left behind. One less is one less, and it will never become more.

But looking at Manrui's red eyes, thinking of the girl he used to be his son's favorite, she nodded, "If you really want it, just take it."

"Thanks."

Manrui opened the umbrella and said to her hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

With a sense of determination.

Ruan Qiyu looked at her leaving back, thinking that her last word "sorry" refers to taking away Su Yi's photo.

She gently stroked the golden retriever in her arms and pulled the corner of her mouth, "So, I'm not the only one in this world who still misses you."

However, it is really uncomfortable and painful to miss someone.

...

When Yan Zhihuai returned home in the evening, Fang Ti was taking two babies to practice walking.

At this moment, she was grabbing Xiao Fubao's two little arms and taking her slowly step by step. Qi Bao, who had been playing for a while, felt unhappy and followed behind with excitement on his face.

Halfway through the climb, I found that my father was back. The little guy immediately turned around excitedly and crawled towards Yan Zhihuai like a small cannonball, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yan Zhihuai took his son up and hugged him in his arms.

"Ah, dad is back?"

Fang Ti turned around and saw him, his eyes bent, and he also picked up Fubao and walked towards him.

These days, Yan Zhihuai has been busy with Huo family affairs. He went out early and came back late. Fubao hadn't seen his father for several days, so as soon as Fang Ti walked over, he immediately stretched out his little arms and begged for a hug.

Yan Zhihuai reached out to take Fubao over.

The two little guys sat on their father's arms, babbling happily and enthusiastically, and Yan Zhihuai also cooperated seriously and nodded, as if he could really understand their infant words.

His eyes swept across the two little ones, "Are you wearing new clothes today?"

Fang Ti curled her lips, "This is what I tailored for them. How about it? Is it okay?"

Her ability is there, even if it is cut and sewn by herself, it is not much worse.

The new clothes were worn by two little guys, and they looked like noble little princess and little princes, so beautiful and cute.

Yan Zhihuai looked at his wife, his eyes dimmed, "Is it theirs?"

Fang Ti saw his expression sour and laughed, "You are not at home these days, so I can't measure your measurements. Even if I want to do it for you, I can't do it."

"I have slept so many times, but I haven't touched it? Do you still know what my measurement is?"

Fang Ti "..."

Her cheeks turned red, and she looked back guiltily. Fortunately, Ruoyu and Sister Lian were both busy in the kitchen and did not hear him, "The baby is still in your arms. Is it appropriate for you to say such words?"

Yan Zhihuai lowered his eyes and glanced at the two little guys in his arms.

The two little ones noticed their father's gaze, and raised their heads, looking at their father with a innocent look on their faces.

He laughed softly, "They don't understand."

Fang Ti "..." You have to have some shame!

Yan Zhihuai was still thinking about his clothes, "Since I can't remember it, then I'll go back to the room later, and you can measure it with your own hands."

"knew."

After coaxing the two babies to sleep at night, they returned to the room. It was not until Fang Ti personally measured his measurements and carefully recorded them in the notebook. Yan Zhihuai was willing to give up and hugged her slender waist.

, bowed his head and kissed her.

"I will have it in the future. You can't neglect me just because you have a child." He asked his wife for "treat fairly" with confidence.

Fang Ti said "tsk" and said speechlessly, "Why are you so naive when you are jealous of your baby all day long? Besides, you are just thinking about asking for your own, what about mine?"

"In my heart, you are the first, so no matter what it is, you will only have more and less than them."

Speaking of this, Yan Zhihuai showed a look of grievance again, "In my heart, you have always been the number one. But in your heart, I'm afraid I've been behind them, right?"


Chapter completed!