But he didn't say anything. Instead, he stretched out his fist and punched Mr. Luo on the shoulder hard, just like he punched the leader Mr. Luo when he was young and frivolous to save those soldiers.

Fortunately, things have turned around, and their descendants still have a chance, and they won't be torn apart by the cruel reality...

As long as there is still a chance, that's fine...

……

"Mom, look, the lily-of-the-valley you planted is blooming!"

Xiao Xiaohan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and jumped up and down, Bai Zixin sat quietly on the sofa, his fingers fluttered lightly in the air, and led two knitting needles made of pine wood to dance an unknown waltz, while Luo Yixin He sat beside her quietly, holding an Italian book in his hand and read it carefully.

The fragrance of lily of the valley was carried into the villa by the breeze, and the whole living room was filled with a faint fragrance. Bai Zixin raised his head and smiled slightly, looking at the figure of his little daughter dancing and boisterously excited in front of the window, his lips could not stop Imbued with a touch of warmth and sweetness, she softly told her, "If you want to see it, then go to the garden and have a look, but be careful, don't fall down."

"Yeah (⊙o⊙)."

Xiao Xiaohan hurriedly responded, like a wild horse that had run loose, and rushed out of the gate quickly, and her brisk and lively laughter immediately resounded in the huge garden, as sweet as pure white cotton candy.

"Yi'er, don't you want to accompany your sister to see the flowers?"

Turning his head, he looked at his seven-year-old son, who was actually holding a pure Italian encyclopedia and read it intently. He subconsciously let out a low voice, and his eyes flashed with strange colors, "This book is all in Italian. ,Do you understand?"

"I can understand, Mom, you can continue to knit your sweater. I will go to the garden to watch, and I can watch my sister by the way."

Luo Yixin nodded in a sensible way, and walked out with the book. Bai Zixin turned his head and looked through the French window. He could see Xiaohan was holding a brilliantly blooming lily-of-the-valley, greedily inhaling the quiet fragrance, Luo Yixin walked over and said something indifferently, and saw Xiao Xiaohan quickly let go of her little paw, then picked up the small shower next to her, and carefully watered the flower.

These are her children... They are only six or seven years old, but they are already so sensible... That's right!

Bai Zixin suddenly thought of an important question.

Yi'er is about to turn seven years old now, and Hanhan has also turned six years old. At this age, it is time to find a primary school for them to study!

But they live in the suburbs now. If they want to go to school, they must go to the city to have a school. But if this is the case, I am afraid it will be a long journey, will it be inconvenient...

Putting the thumb wrapped in protective tape against the knitting needle, Bai Zixin fell into a long thought, until the familiar sound of the horn sounded outside the door, and the two children came to the iron gate in unison. Putting down the things in his hands, he followed and walked out. Sure enough, he saw Luo Yuchen got out of the car, still holding something in his hand.

"Daddy~~~You're back~~~"

Xiao Han's voice always rang out the fastest, Luo Yuchen smiled slightly, knelt down, caught the little guy who rushed over quickly, and let her kiss and rub against his face, and even deliberately used slightly stubble stubbled her,

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