Yajie also blamed herself deeply. A layer of mist rose in her eyes, and a cold wind blew, blew up, waving the hem of her black windbreaker's skirt, and could not blow away the sadness in her heart.
The couple said some guilty words in front of the tombstone, but in the end Mo Changqing spoke with pain, "Brother, brother and sister, Jing Yao's life and death are unknown now, and the salvage team is still continuing to salvage. If you have spirits in heaven, please let Mo Jing
Yao will appear."
Yajie said, "If possible, I'll give us a dream so that we can take her home." Her voice trembled slightly, and tears in her eyes were spinning.
The winter wind is still blew coldly.
"Even if she is dead, please let her body appear. Don't soak in the cold water. It will snow soon, and it will be cold in the water." Mo Changqing cried, "Let's give her a ceremony and let her
She was buried in peace.”
The answer to him was a long silence...
After a while, the couple bowed again. Two minutes later, Mo Changqing took his wife's hand and left sadly.
There was no sun today, the sky was gloomy and the air was filled with sadness.
At 9:00 a.m., Boai Hospital.
Tingyun and Mu Jianing came to see Yichen, which they promised him yesterday.
At this time, Ding Xiangwei and Tingyun were chatting about work in the room inside, and Mu Jianing was with Ding Yichen's bed. The two were playing idiom series, and it was not time to have a moment to have sex.
"Sister Jia Ning, I can recite all these idioms." Yi Chen told her happily, "I play by myself when I am bored."
"Yichen is so awesome." Mu Jianing also felt that he had made progress during this period and he had already worked very hard.
When Jia Ning put the idiom card, Ding Yichen blinked his black eyes and asked curiously, "Sister, what's the name of the new friends you want to bring me to know? Where do they live?"
Mu Jianing told him, "Welfare home, does Yichen know where the welfare home is?"
The little guy shook his head blankly. He didn't know or heard of it.
So, she patiently explained, "There is an uncle Qin in the welfare home. He is very caring and adopted some homeless children, raised them since childhood, and named them, arranged their food, clothing, housing and transportation, and
Teach them to learn knowledge. Uncle Qin is a postdoctoral fellow and he has read many books..."
She was like telling stories, telling Ding Yichen about the things in the welfare home and introducing those kind and cute children...
And he also listened very seriously, and Uncle Qin's image suddenly became noble in his mind.
In the southern suburbs, an ordinary old-fashioned building with a figure 7-shaped two-story building, the yard is surrounded by a wall and an iron door is locked.
In the spacious and old classroom on the second floor, 11 children sat scattered at the desk. Their waists were straight, their hands were covered on the brand new desk, and their eyes were raised to stare at the man giving lectures.
Just finished an English class, the children listened carefully to the teacher's story-
"The little ant asked, tell me quickly, how did you climb out? The little ant outside the glass bottle replied, the more difficult it is to get to the end."
"But the more we cannot lose confidence in the most difficult times, persist, persist, and persist, we will be able to win."
"The little ant was inspired and inspired and no longer feared being thrown to death, but climbed up bravely and eventually climbed out of the glass."
Qin Huaimin's voice was thick and magnetic, and the story was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The children listened very seriously, and there was warm applause in the classroom!