He pursed his thin lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If it breaks, it breaks. It's just a toy airplane. How can you cry like this? I'm sorry, you are a little man, but you are like a toy airplane."
Girls also like to cry, but you don’t blush or feel ashamed?!”
After hearing this, Yang Muan felt a little aggrieved. He curled his lips and said, "But this is the first plane that uncle gave to An An..."
Hearing this, Yan Mufan suddenly felt an indescribable complex emotion in his heart.
My chest feels stuffy and suffocating.
There is some dull pain.
He squatted down, looked at the plane in Yang Mu An's hand, and whispered: "Since the plane is broken, will the plane recover if you cry?!"
Yang Mu'an carefully digested Yang Mufan's words, then shook his head: "No."
Yang Mufan said patiently: "Since crying is useless, then..."
At this point, Yang Mufan paused. He raised his well-jointed, almost perfect hand, wiped away the tears on his son's face little by little, and then continued: "Let's use our brains to find a way to repair the plane."
good."
"Can the plane still fly?!" Yang Muan asked.
Yang Mufan pursed his thin and beautiful lips, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "Do you think uncle can repair the plane?!"
Yang Mu'an blinked her black and white eyes, which were so clear that they contained no impurities, and thought seriously for a while, then solemnly nodded: "Yes."
"Then An An and...uncle repair the plane together, okay?!" Yang Mufan said.
It's approaching noon.
On a clear cloudy day, the white sunshine will break through the dark clouds and shine down from time to time.
Brilliant, but not poisonous.
It's very warm in this weather.
Mrs. De led six maids carrying juices, fruits, snacks, towels and other things to stand at the entrance of the golf course.
Looking at Yang Mufan, who was wearing a beige top and white trousers, sitting on the green grass, he hugged Yang Muan, who was wearing the same color trousers as him, and sat on his lap. Then the two of them started repairing the plane together.
Sister-in-law De's eyes were filled with smiles, and at the same time, tears of emotion flashed faintly.
This is the most beautiful scenery she has ever seen in her life, and she admires it...
In the end, Mu Wanqing took a pen and signed the transfer letter.
When Tianlang took the transfer letter and walked away without looking back, she felt as if someone had taken a knife in her heart, brutally, and dug a big bloody hole with one knife after another. The icy cold wind was howling.
Go through that hole.
No one knew: what Yang Mufan took away was not Yang Muan's custody rights, but her... life.
The whole day, Mu Wanqing lay on the low table in front of the sofa, crying hysterically and heartbroken.
Tang Moyu stood aside, at a loss as to what to do.
I wanted to comfort her, but I found that for a while, I didn't know how to comfort her.
So, he just sat upright on the sofa, frowning and watching Mu Wanqing crying her heart out.
Several times I cried so embarrassingly and miserably that I started vomiting...
night.
After feeling great grief and pain, Mu Wanqing began to fall silent. She lay motionless on the bed, neither eating, drinking nor talking.
