He pursed his thin lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If it breaks, it breaks. It's just a toy plane. How can you cry like this?! Admire An, you are a little man, but you are like a toy plane." Girls love to cry like girls, you don't blush, don't you feel ashamed?!"

When Yang Muan heard this, he felt aggrieved immediately. He raised his mouth and said, "But this is the first plane uncle gave to An An..."

When Admiral Fan heard the words, an indescribable complex emotion suddenly filled his heart.

Chest, stuffy, suffocating.

There is some pain.

He squatted down, looked at the plane that admired Ann in his hand, and whispered: "Since the plane is broken, if you cry, will the plane recover?!"

Yang Muan digested Yang Mufan's words carefully, then shook his head: "No."

Yang Mufan said patiently, "Since crying is useless, then..."

At this point, Yang Mufan paused, raised his well-jointed, almost perfect hand, wiped away the tears on his son's face little by little, and continued: "Let's use our brains and find a way to repair the plane. good."

"Airplane, can it still fly?!" Yang Muan asked.

Admire Fan pursed her 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 there was no impurity, thought for a while, and then nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"Then An'an and...uncle repair the plane together, okay?!" Yang Mufan said.

Near noon.

On a clear cloudy day, the white sun will pass through the dark clouds from time to time and shine down.

Brilliant, but not vicious.

In this weather, it is very warm.

Mrs. De led six maids who were carrying juices, fruits, snacks, towels, etc., and stood 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 sat on his lap with Yang Muan, who was wearing the same color clothes and pants as him, and then the two started to repair the plane together.

Sao De's eyes were filled with a smile, but at the same time, tears of emotion flashed.

This is what she has seen in her life, and she admires the most beautiful scenery in everyone's life...

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In the end, Mu Wanqing still took a pen and signed the assignment.

When Sirius walked away without looking back with the assignment letter, she felt as if someone had taken a knife in her heart and dug a bloody big hole cruelly with one knife after another. The icy cold wind howled Go through that hole.

No one knows: what Envy Fan took away was not the custody of An, but her... life.

The whole day, Mu Wanqing lay on the low table in front of the sofa, crying hysterically and distraught.

Tang Moyu stood aside, at a loss as to what to do.

Wanting to comfort her, but found: for a while, I don't know how to comfort her.

So, he just sat upright on the sofa, frowning and watching Mu Wanqing cry like hell.

I cried so embarrassingly and miserably several times that I vomited directly...

night.

After the great grief and pain, Mu Wanqing became silent.She lay motionless on the bed, neither eating nor drinking.

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