Chapter 687 Proud of You (Begging to Subscribe)

"What does it feel like?"

Yan Fang and Su Qingqing, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law asked in unison.

"You don't know this yet?"

"Depressed!"

"Seeing the living room at home lit up, I was like a lost lamb, finding my way home~.

Qin Yan said emotionally.

"The lamp in the living room is like a lamp in the vast ocean, illuminating the route?"

"It's too exaggerated, but I'm so moved, son, you speak my mind."

"At the beginning, when your grandma was alive, every time I went home, the lights in the house were on, and I thought your grandma was careless and forgot.

Yan Fang listened to her son's further explanation and saw the feeling of lights in the house.

She recalled those years when her mother was still alive, and every time she went home, no matter how late, there was always a lamp lit at home.

It turned out that the mother kept a ray of light for herself to light the way home. It's like looking forward to my son coming home now, and lighting up the lamp.

Genetics have memory. When you are ignorant, your memory tells you what you should do.

"So, I can't forget grandma so far, just like the big treasure, the second treasure, and the third treasure, I will never forget you."

Qin Yan thought of grandma, and the floodgate of memory opened.

The monstrous memories, in an instant, merged into a river of memories, running endlessly in my heart

In an instant, his eyes were moist.

"I thought you and dad didn't want me anymore. I hated you at the beginning, but later I thought it was good to be with grandma. I like her taste and the food she cooks!"

"Until one day, my grandma went to the hospital and never came back. I felt that my world had collapsed and I had no relatives anymore."

"Go home, hang a key, and sit at the door waiting for you to come home."

"Waiting and waiting, waiting for a loneliness, a person fell asleep leaning against the door frame."

Qin Yan had never told Yan Fang that after his grandmother passed away, he felt so miserable.

Today, he came home so late, and his old lady and his little wife were waiting at the door. He was so excited.

I was so excited that I opened my heart, and talked with my old lady about what I kept in my stomach, and my understanding of my old lady.

"Son, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yan Fang's tears flowed wantonly like a broken dam, flooding the homeland in her heart, with despair and helplessness.

……ask for flowers…

She can only say those three words, sorry.

"Mom, when my son was young and ignorant, you have done a lot of good deeds by welcoming so many children into this world.

"Do you know? After I went to high school, I mentioned how proud you were and showed off you to my classmates. I was always very proud.

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"Three darlings, you welcomed them into this world, you are the contemporary Nightingale."

"No, Nightingale is not sure about you, then Bethune"

Seeing that his mother was crying, Qin Yan hurriedly said.

He didn't care what happened, and said what was in his heart like a bamboo tube pouring beans, crackling and crackling.

"Son, don't say it anymore, I know that I have treated you badly, and I can't make up for it in this life.

Yan Fang choked up and said.

"Mom, my son understands you, just like the little moon, little star, and little sun in the future, he understands Su Qingqing and me."

"It's so late, I made you sad, I'm sorry."

Qin Yan regretted being outspoken, and shouldn't have said such a thing. .

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