When ye Zhiqiu arrived at the school, Lu Hanyan was collecting Chinese homework. She was the monitor and representative of Chinese class.

Listening to the soft waxy voice of the little girl urging the students to do their homework quickly, ye Zhiqiu stood by the window of the classroom. His heart suddenly softened. Lu Hanyan wore a ponytail, his fingers could be broken, his skin was white and tender, and his eyes were black as black grapes. Compared with other children in the class, Lu Hanyan was undoubtedly out of the crowd.

The little girl was overjoyed to see ye Zhimin and ye Zhiqiu outside the door. Her little face was red, but due to her identity, she had to pretend to be calm and continue to collect her homework.

As soon as the school bell rang, Lu Hanyan immediately ran out, hugged Ye Zhimin's legs and called Ye Zhiqiu sweetly.

Ye Zhimin pretended to be unhappy and asked, "what do you call her?"

Lu Hanyan spits out her pink tongue and skillfully calls out cousin Qiuqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu happily touched her little head.

After getting on the bus, Lu Hanyan learned that his snacks had been opened by Ye Zhiqiu. Instead of being unhappy, he sent another bag and took out all the small snacks from his schoolbag to Ye Zhiqiu. He flattered but cute: "cousin Qiuqiu likes to eat. These and those are for you."

Ye Zhiqiu repeatedly confirmed: "are you really willing to give it to me?"

Lu Hanyan nodded heavily. In order to show her generosity, she tried to put it into Ye Zhiqiu's arms, like silently urging him to take it away!

"The little girl is so generous for the first time." Ye Zhimin sighed while driving next to her. "Last time, I asked her for plum candy and begged for a long time to give me one."

Ye Zhiqiu looked down and found a packet of unopened plum candy.

She turned her face again and looked at the rouge. The little girl was said by Ye Zhimin. Her expression on her face was very shy.

Lu Han blushed, and ye Zhiqiu felt a little familiar, as if a virtual shadow flashed from her mind, but it was too late to catch it.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't really want a child's things. He took Lu Hanyan's schoolbag and packed it back one by one. He also agreed with the little girl to take her to the aquarium at the weekend.

The little girl shouted 'long live' in the back seat excitedly!

……

Just arrived at Lu's house, ye Zhiqiu received a call from fan Tiantian. Fan Tiantian invited her to eat at home.

Ye Zhiqiu said that he couldn't make another appointment tonight. Fan Tiantian hummed on the phone: "now the shelf is big. Do you even have to make an appointment for a meal?"

"Not..."

Ye Zhiqiu held the mobile phone between her shoulders and ears. While helping Lu Hanyan sharpen his pencil, she explained, "I'm at my aunt's house."

Although fan Tiantian is a little unruly, he is not unreasonable. Seeing this, he doesn't embarrass Ye Zhiqiu any more.

Before dinner, Lu Qiming also came back.

Lu Jinyan wants to study at night, and the school is far away, so he doesn't come back for dinner.

Most of the dishes made by Ye Zhimin are ye Zhiqiu's favorite. After serving the table, Lu Hanyan spontaneously moved a chair and sat next to Ye Zhiqiu. He cooked for ye Zhiqiu in a master's manner: "autumn, eat Flammulina velutipes. It tastes good."

Ye Zhimin stared at her: "you know what's delicious."

Lu Hanyan had relapsed asthma several times because of overeating. When she heard her mother say so, she sipped her mouth and immediately took care of her cooking.

Lu Qiming looked at his obedient little daughter and smiled. He was spoiled.

With a smile on her lips, ye Zhiqiu looked at the warm interaction between the three members of the family. Somewhere in her heart, she was touched and couldn't help thinking, if the child was still there, would she, Huo Zhongxiao and her son eat around the table like this, what would it be like?

Thinking, ye Zhiqiu suddenly felt a touch of bitterness, because such a happy scene was too far away from her.

……

After dinner, Lu Qiming personally drove Ye Zhiqiu back to the military compound.

When ye Zhiqiu was young, because ye zanwen quarreled with Han Minjing, after her sister-in-law got married, she lived in the Lu family no less than in the courtyard. At that time, ye Zhimin and Lu Qiming were newly married and had no children of their own. They both liked girls and subconsciously raised Ye Zhiqiu as their daughter.

Lu Qiming is more like her father than ye zanwen.

Knowing that ye Zhiqiu is currently unemployed, Lu Qiming asked her to go to the Lu family's company. Ye Zhiqiu neither promised nor refused. She just said to consider it.

When approaching the compound, Lu Qiming said endlessly, "rouge likes you very much. Come home and see her more when you're free."

Ye Zhiqiu thought of the way Rouge's big eyes flickered. She smiled on her face: "yes, I like Rouge very much, too."

Lu Qiming nodded happily and didn't speak again.

——————

Lu Qiming returns home. His wife is accompanying his daughter to do her homework in the living room.

When Rou Rou heard the news, she looked up and saw him changing his shoes in the porch. She shouted loudly to her father, and then she was knocked on her head by Ye Zhimin, "concentrate on the topic."

In the evening, ye Zhimin took a bath for her daughter and watched her fall asleep before returning to the master bedroom.

Lu Qiming didn't sleep yet. He sat at the head of the bed reading financial magazines.

When his wife came back, he looked up and asked, "I'm asleep."

"Yes."

Ye Zhimin rubbed her neck. Her voice was tired. Lu Hanyan looked at her delicacy. In fact, she was very playful and troublesome. She took a change of clothes from the cloakroom, took a quick bath, lifted her thin quilt and went to bed to rest.

Lu Qiming suddenly closed the magazine and asked his wife, "now Zhiqiu is back. What are your plans?"

Ye Zhimin took the action of the head rope, then put down his hands and whispered, "isn't that good? She's only 26 years old and needs to get married in the future. There can't be any drag around. I promised my sister-in-law would take good care of her."

For a long time, ye Zhimin said, "last week, the man came to find Zhiqiu."

Lu Qiming's eyes fell squarely on his wife's face, slightly surprised: "didn't they have been divided a few years ago?"

"Who knows..." Ye Zhimin thought of Ye Zhiqiu's concealment when he was in Fengcheng. He was worried. Isn't that man from Fengcheng?

Lu Qiming saw his wife frowning and said, "don't think about it. You'd better have a rest early."

But this night, is doomed to insomnia.

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