"She was only eight months old at that time. When she raised her shell, the green apricot got stuck in her throat, making her unable to breathe. I quickly turned her over to comfort her and patted her back.

, and then I helped her get Qingxing out. She didn’t cry once during the whole process.”

"You...you're such a bad mother..." Huo Qingcang bit her ear, "You didn't take good care of our children, and yet you had the nerve to confess to me."

"Oh, that's not the point anymore, the point is the back." Lan Yifeng smiled, "Whether she fell to the ground or was choked by Qingxing and couldn't breathe, she didn't cry the next day.

, I was learning this from others, and she was right next to me, and she actually seemed to understand what we were saying. Her little mouth was so tight that she was about to cry, and she looked aggrieved. But her aggrieved look was really cute and adorable.

"

She was so excited that she danced: "Really, super cute."

"It's a pity, I didn't see it." Huo Qingcang's eyes were dim. Missing the growth of his child was the biggest regret in his life. And the later child, if he hadn't cared more about her, might have stayed.

.

After all, he was destined to have fewer children. The departure of his unformed child, the departure of Lan Yu, and the serious illness of Huo Mingzhe. Could it be that he had committed too many sins and that retribution would befall his children?

He held her in his arms and sat on the ground, listening to her talk about the children's departure, Lan Yu's anus, Xuanxuan drooled when she saw the handsome guy, and was almost abducted several times. In order to protect her sister, how did Jin'er behave with the little girl?

Dog fights, every story told is heartwarming.

Lan Yifeng's mouth went dry as he spoke. At first he expressed some opinions, but then he became silent. After a long time, his steady breathing came to her ears, and his chin rested on her shoulder.

He fell asleep. He forgot about his headache and fell asleep beside her peacefully.

She slowly reached out her hand, gently touched his face, and smoothed his frown.

Huo Qingcang, I'm sorry, I wrongly blamed you for so long. I always thought it was you who was sorry for me, but it turned out that I was sorry for you.

It was getting dark, and his heavy head pressed against her shoulder, which was painful for her. However, she remained motionless, quietly watching the sky outside getting darker little by little.

It was a ringing sound that broke the silence in the room.

Huo Qingcang woke up and found that he had put all his weight on her, with a look of guilt on his face.

"Hurry up and answer the phone. Is there something wrong with the company?" Lan Yifeng saw what he was thinking and pushed him, telling him not to pay attention to it.

He stayed up until early in the morning last night. He probably had a lot of things going on in the company recently, but he stayed with her all day today, and he didn't know how many things he had missed.

Huo Qingcang took out the phone, looked at the number, looked at her again, and then pressed the answer button.

I don't know what was said on the phone, but Huo Qingcang's expression changed rapidly, first he was surprised, then he was happy, and finally he almost started dancing for joy.

He put away his phone and stared at her brightly.

Lan Yifeng was very embarrassed to be stared at by him, but looking at his expression, it seemed that nothing bad had happened. Read the full text of Mo Po Dao.

"What's wrong?"

"Qianqian..." He hugged her excitedly, "I want to tell you some great news."

"What is it?" When she saw him like this, her heart couldn't help but she urged nervously: "Say it quickly!"

"Lanyu is not dead!" He shouted almost cheering, and his eyes instantly became moist.

"Really!" Lan Yifeng almost jumped up, and the hands holding him were trembling. He couldn't believe what his ears heard, and was deeply afraid that he was dreaming or hallucinating. "Really?"

"

"Well, let's go and see our son." He took her hand, helped her up, and they strode out of the room.

"Where did they find Lan Yu? Is it really Lan Yu? Where is he now?" Along the way, she couldn't calm down, and questions popped up one after another: "Lan Yu is still healthy, right?"

No harm was done."

"Actually, the people I sent out were not specifically looking for Lan Yu. After all, we all thought he was dead." Huo Qingcang held her tightly, "You must be mentally prepared. What you see will not be Lan Yu alone."

.”

Unexpectedly, Lan Yu was in this hospital.

Huo Qingcang's people were guarding the door of a high-end ward. When they arrived, they did not go in first, but stood outside the door and looked at the situation inside through the glass.

Sitting on the hospital bed was an old woman with long, messy hair and a nervous expression. Lan Yu was standing next to her, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand and feeding her carefully.

But his back was to the door, so he only left his back to the people outside.

"Is it really him?" Judging from the back, although he is a little thinner and a little taller, it seems that it is really Lan Yu.

"Come on, let's go in..." Huo Qingcang supported her and pushed the door open.

When the child inside the door heard the sound coming from the door, he immediately turned his head, and the moment he saw Lan Yifeng, his eyes turned red.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, ran over quickly, threw himself on Lan Yifeng, and shouted: "Mama..."

Since Lan Yu became sensible, he rarely cried, really seldom cried, but this time, his tears came down like a torrential rain.

"Yu'er..." Lan Yifeng shouted, squatted down, and carefully looked at the appearance of the boy in front of her. He was really her Yu'er. Her tears also flowed down.

"Yu'er, you bad boy, where did you go? Why don't you come back? You are such a smart boy, why don't you come back quickly." Lan Yifeng hugged him tightly to make sure that the child in his arms was real.

existing.

She pinched Lan Yu, and the crying Lan Yu screamed and asked dissatisfiedly: "Mom, what are you doing? It hurts me."

"It's really not a dream, it's really not!" She hugged the child tighter, ecstatic.

Lan Yuye suddenly pinched her and asked, crying, "Does it hurt?"

Lan Yifeng nodded, "It hurts, baby, it hurts."

"I wasn't dreaming either, I'm back."

Lan Yifeng nodded. It was a day of ups and downs. In the morning, she had a fight with her biological father, which caused him to be hospitalized. In the evening, they found their precious son.

"Baby, please tell Mommy where you have been these days, quickly."
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