"My father is Yin Yijie, my mother is handsome and handsome."
time,
"April 26".
That day, he finally rekindled love with me [
A small incense burner lit with fine sandalwood.
Against the wall, a photo
His facial features are mostly like mine, and his lines are mostly like his cold and hard lines.
An almost perfect child, sitting on the ground, biting his fingers, slightly hooking the corners of his lips, looking at me with a faint smile
I carefully carried it over. It was very heavy. It weighed at least twenty or thirty kilograms. Looking at the small silver coffin, which was as big as one foot, my baby, Yin Yijie, refused to let me see it. Could it be that it is here, right here?
Inside?
Five months, five months, half a catty
my baby.
Yin Yijie left his son here, what is he going to do?
He comes back often and sees his son. What does he want to do?
There are lotuses in full bloom all around, with a relief of Nezha being born on one side, a relief of Nezha making waves in the sea on the other, and a relief of Guanyin delivering her son at the back;
On the front, my son is sitting in a lotus with a smile, flexing his fat toes, looking up at me, drooling at the corners of his mouth. They are all reliefs, they are all lifelike reliefs. I can't help but love my baby, right here.
After looking left and right for a while, it seemed that there was a hidden button on the side.
I tried pushing back and forth a few times
A very slight sound, like wind blowing through hair
Slowly, slowly, my baby
Let mom take a look too, take a look, she has never seen you before.
It's because of your mother's fault that she hasn't come to see you for two and a half years. It's not just two and a half years, it's more, it's three months more.
With trembling fingers, I slowly slid open the silver cover. Although opening the coffin is not good for the baby, I have heard that this is not good.
But, my baby, there’s nothing wrong with mommy coming to see you, right? [
Mom wants to see you. It's been more than two years, but she doesn't have the ability to avenge you yet.
But my mother has not forgotten it. She will remember it, work hard, and crush their family to death in the future.
My baby, let your mother take a look so that in the next life, she will know what you look like.