Li Beicheng was happy when he ate a breakfast with his own heart, because it was specially developed for Xiaodie. Although he hadn't made it for many years, his craft didn't regress.

Now he can cook for his grandson. He is in a very good mood!

The two steamed buns tasted the same as grandma's breakfast. They thought of their family and determined that he was Grandpa. They also determined that he was their own grandpa.

LAN Yuyan is in a good mood because Li Beicheng starts taking medicine and his condition will get better. He won't die, and he went out of the room and made breakfast for her for the first time in years.

She felt that he was changing, and slowly he could accept her love.

After breakfast, Li Beicheng took his two children to the study to draw. His usual life is painting, so it is a habit.

Ice looked at the stacked paintings in the study. They were all grandma. They were very surprised because there were too many.

And the sun rolled his lips and smiled.

"Grandpa, do you miss grandma very much?"

Hearing the sunshine, Li Beicheng stopped holding his brush. How could he not think of her? Every day, every time.

But he didn't want to face her like this, and she must hate him for the misunderstanding that year?

The sunshine saw that he had not answered, so he came to him.

"Grandpa, why don't you go back with us? My father and uncle must miss you, and grandma. She cooks the same breakfast as you do every day, and this is the only food she can cook."

Li Beicheng's eyes darkened a little. It turned out that she had also learned to cook his breakfast. Could it be said that she also thought of him?

At the thought of this, his heart was aching, and his eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

The brush in his hand doesn't listen. The three words blue feather butterfly are his weakness. As long as he raises it, his heart will ache.

But even if it hurts, he still draws a picture of her every day, because he is afraid that he will forget her appearance.

The more you miss, the easier it is to forget that person's appearance.

The ice had seen his difference, so it pushed the sun.

"Brother, let's learn to draw, too."

Then he picked up the brush and said to Li Beicheng with a smile.

"Grandpa, you teach us."

Ice cube is a person who can observe his words and colors. Seeing Grandpa's look, he knows that he feels bad. Sometimes, they really don't understand adult things.

Clearly can meet, but choose not to see.

Things that can be solved in one sentence, but choose not to say.

Therefore, they really don't understand the adult world. Let's see how they solve it by themselves.

They painted all morning. The ice and sunshine painted the starry sky last night. Because they thought it was beautiful, they wanted to take it back and share it with Meimei.

They looked at their paintings and thought they were really beautiful, so they put them away carefully. When they left, they must take them back to Ann.

LAN Yuyan lingered at the door all the time, but she didn't enter the study for fear of disturbing him. He was unhappy again.

She didn't knock until lunch was ready.

"Brother Beicheng, are you hungry? You can have lunch."

She pushed the door in and saw him draw another picture of her sister. A trace of loss slipped across her eyes. For so many years, he still remembered the difference between his sister and her.

My sister has a mole just below her right eye, but she doesn't. In the past, when I was young, I couldn't tell their sisters from each other. My parents used to distinguish them by this mole.

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