Luo Xiaoqian stretched out her arms to hug her, "Silly boy, you are fine... everything is fine."
As a parent, what can you ask for?
It's just that the children and grandchildren are safe and the life is happy.
At this time, Jiao Yang and Mo Bei had already walked to their son Mo Fei's side.
Mo Bei hugged his son and congratulated him on finally gaining happiness.
Jiao Yang raised his palm and patted his son's back, which was as broad as his own.
"You brat...well done!"
Before, I always thought that this bastard was still a child.
Only now do I realize that this kid has grown to be as tall as him. He is no longer the idle boy, but a man who can stand on his own!
"Several of you..." Xu Xia stepped forward, "You guys are picking up sons-in-law and adding daughters-in-law... you'll be happy for a while. Can you give these two little guys some time to enjoy their world together?
?!"
"I've been looking up at you two for a long time." The black-haired man came forward with his daughter, "Let's go down the mountain with me and go back to the manor. Let's have a good drink."
Everyone echoed together.
Luo Xiaoqian let go of Leng Ran and patted her back.
"Xiao Xiao... let's go down the mountain first. Be careful when driving down the mountain later."
"I'll go down with you." Leng Ran said.
"Okay." Luo Jun raised his hand to hold her shoulders, "You two little ones, don't get involved in our adults' affairs. Let's go... let's go drink."
As a result, everyone got on the bus, got on the plane, and prepared to leave the summit platform.
Mo Wen stepped forward and hugged Mo Fei and Leng Ran one by one.
"This car is a gift from your uncle. I wish you happiness."
"Thank you, uncle."
Both men responded at the same time.
"Just don't be angry with me!"
Mo Fei smiled and patted the two of them on the back, turned around and got into the car, waving to them.
"There is a very good song in the car, remember to listen to it."
The car drove away, leaving only Leng Ran and Mo Feiyou's new sports car on the top of the mountain.
The lights gradually faded away, all sounds gradually faded away, and the top of the mountain suddenly became quiet.
Mo Fei and Leng Ran looked at each other, shrugged at the same time, then raised their heads and chuckled.
"Come up there, it's cold outside." Mo Fei suggested.
"good."
The two of them sat in the car together. Mo Fei reached out to start the sports car and then stretched out his fingers to turn on the car audio.
"I wonder what songs Uncle Mowen left in it?"
When the stereo was turned on, melodious music began to play, and a female voice sang softly.
"Memory is like a storyteller,
in a tone full of local accent
…
There is a person living in my heart from now on
We used to look small
At first, students said they loved reading scripts
You have missing teeth but your pronunciation is not accurate
I'm looking for the person in that story
You are an indispensable part
Little hands holding little people
Guarding a small eternity
…”
[Joey Yung's "Little"]
In the quiet night, in the carriage, the song flowed slowly.
Listening to the lyrics that seemed to be tailor-made for them, everything from childhood to adulthood flashed before their eyes.
When he fell into the water, she held his little hand tightly.
When she had nightmares, he held her to sleep like an adult.
The two of them stood in the church together and imitated how adults would behave in getting married.
The first time I learned how to kiss as an adult, I accidentally knocked my tooth.
…
…
The two people instinctively looked sideways at the people around them.
Stretching out his palm, holding Leng Ran's left hand with the ring on it, Mo Fei spoke softly.
He didn't speak, just hummed along with the repeated songs.
