It's like a family that has just reunited, calm, peaceful, happy, and contented, but their lives have just begun. They promise that under the temper of life, happiness will be prolonged? Or will it be like premature fallen leaves, with a little breeze,
Will jump up and deviate from the original trajectory...
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Thousands of miles away, deep in the sea, there is a smuggling ship escorting laborers, sailing deep in the windy sea.
In the dark cabin, workers were packed in containers like cargo and thrown into the darkest corner at the bottom of the cabin. Except for a faint light shining through the ventilation holes, the container exuded a smoky smell.
It smelled bad and was so dark that nothing could be seen.
Due to strong winds, the ship bumped along with the undulating sea surface, carrying the people in the containers, who were tossed around like sand in sandbags.
And while all this was happening, one eye kept fixating on the round ventilation hole, looking out.
Compared with the panicked people on the boat, this one looked very calm and calm.
"We have to go out..." Suddenly, the owner of the eyes said a word in English. Although her voice was a bit insignificant amidst the powerful waves and the shouts of the crew, the cold voice was still there.
It reached the ears of everyone in the container without reservation.
In order to survive, they signed something like a contract of betrayal, or were deceived into a den of thieves. In order to avoid the patrol fleet, these people chose to sail at night in strong winds...
The people in the container were panicking and thought they were going to die, but someone gave them a little hope of survival.
So, under the leadership of the proposer, everyone followed the waves of the ship and used their bodies to load the containers again and again. The bumps of the container itself and the people inside took advantage of the situation, causing the boxes to roll around in the cabin.
Once the square container rolls and hits, it will cause great damage to the box itself.
So everyone worked together, and soon the box was shaken, cracked, and shattered...
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Mo Xuan was woken up by a burst of playfulness. It was the innocent and cheerful voices of Li Xinchu and Li Jinyu. Their silver bell-like smiles rippled in the air, and occasionally Feng Yuchen's voice.
Mo Xuan was a little surprised, but she couldn't help but smile. If I remember correctly, before going to bed last night, Li Xinchu told Feng Yuchen that his nose was not a nose or an eye.
It's only been one night... Could this be the magic of the blood relationship between father and son?
Mo Xuan gets dressed and goes out.
I saw Li Xinchu sitting astride Feng Yuchen's shoulder, chasing and fighting with Li Jinyu who was sitting astride Yingran's shoulder. Of course, it was not a real fight, it was just driven by the adult's footsteps. You touch me, I touch you,
The two children giggled when their feet and hands were touched slightly.
The children had a great time and laughed happily.
Seeing Feng Yuchen playing with the children, especially Li Xinchu happily, Mo Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at the yard. The layout of the yard was the same as five years ago, but the difference between blue and white was that
, both the road surface and the plants are glowing with a new look.
She remembered that there was an explosion here a few months ago, and the fire caused by the explosion burned the place to ashes.
I didn't expect that a replica would be built so quickly.
However, when I think of the explosion, I naturally think of the bones found from the collapsed wall.