Reborn In the 1990s

But why is this picture so familiar?

A young boy holding a baby in one hand, where did Fang Ruixue meet?

Some people have comforted her crying, some have wiped tears for her, some have given her dolls, and there is also a figure like this. It used to appear in her memory.

"Cheng Yu." At the gate of the park, Fang Ruixue stopped the people who were going to leave. "Did you spend Chinese New Year in Chu City before?"

"Chu City?" Cheng Yu thought for a moment, "yes, go back with my father to celebrate the new year with my comrades in arms." He did not have much time to return to the new town, even less time in Chu city.

"Then you must be very popular with children." Fang Ruixue said with a smile, listening to nonsense. But let Cheng Yu immediately think of those painful days when uncles and aunts asked to take care of children.

"Give me a break." He laughed bitterly in a low voice, then kneaded Cheng Sheng's hair on one side. "He is enough."

Cheng Sheng, whose hair is being rubbed, is staring at the bear in Fang Ruixue's arms in a daze.

"Do you want it?" Fang Ruixue handed the bear to him.

Cheng Sheng looks up at Cheng Yu, then steps back, holding Cheng Yu's hand and shaking his head.

"Really not? I'll give it to you. " Fang Ruixue really does not know how to hold this huge object to squeeze the bus, if only it could be sent out.

"No Cheng Sheng answered very firmly, but he was afraid that Fang Ruixue would not believe him. He added, "if you want me, I will buy it myself."

"Oh." Fang Ruixue is disappointed to take back her hand. It seems that she can only carry the bear home.

When she left her brother-in-law's house and went home, she was held in her arms by a little girl from her brother-in-law's family, and she would not give up. She cried and said that the doll was hers and no one could take it away. Finally, both her uncle and aunt, the little girl's parents, or Fang Ruixue's own father, all maintained the same attitude towards this matter.

"It's just a doll, Xiaoxue, you can give it to her! You are my sister

"Yes, yes! This doll was left by the boy of Cheng family! It should be given to our little girl. "

"You are a big boy. How can I rob my sister? Do you want your sister to know? "

So the doll originally belonged to Fang Ruixue, and finally became the little girl's. She knew that the little girl must have all kinds of toys in her family. She didn't know how long the doll could stay in the little girl's heart.

"Thank you." Fang Ruixue looks at Cheng Yu's back and says silently.

Whether in the last life, or in this life. Fang Ruixue's girl heart is guarded by Cheng Yu. Whether it's the first doll you received before, or the first doll you have now, do it again. Even if the time and place of the first encounter have changed, but some things still remain.

Fang Ruixue buried her face in the plush head of the bear. Suddenly, she wanted to cry.

Cheng Yu leads Cheng Sheng into the door. When he changes shoes in the porch, he finds a pair of women's leather boots in the shoe cabinet. As expected, he has just arrived at the entrance of the living room. Jiang Qingyue suddenly jumped out of the cabinet, and "wow" made Cheng Sheng jump.

"Wow! Mother Cheng Sheng jumped on Jiang Qingyue with joy.

Cheng Yu stands on the edge and looks at Jiang Qingyue who holds up his younger brother and turns around in the living room. He sighed helplessly.

"Yu'er, are you not happy to see your mother?" Put down your little son. Jiang Qingyue, who turns to give her eldest son a hug, says to Cheng Yu with some dissatisfaction.

"No, I'm happy." Let Jiang Qingyue embrace himself, but also pinch red face Cheng Yu, said and do not match the expression.

"I'm very happy. Why don't you smile at my mother? We haven't seen each other for half a year! " Jiang Qingyue is holding her son's face, and she can't help sighing: she is the son born to her. How can she be so handsome!

Cheng Yu pulled the corner of his mouth to show a stiff smile, and then stripped Jiang Qingyue's hand from his face.

"Have you lost weight, son?" Cheng Yu so perfunctorily refused. Jiang Qingyue is not discouraged. He is obviously used to his son's virtue.

"No, it's just your delusion." Cheng Yu gave himself a glass of water and gulped it out.

"But I don't think the feeling on your face is better than last summer vacation?" Jiang Qingyue continued to ask after Cheng Yu.

"That's because I've grown strong." Cheng Yu put down the cup. He stares at Cheng Sheng, who is secretly filling his pocket with sugar. He is so frightened that Cheng Sheng knocks over his plate and scatters hard candy on the table.

"What are you doing to scare your brother?" Jiang Qingyue ran over to pick up his little son and sit on the sofa. Then he filled the left and right pockets of his clothes with sugar.

"Mom..." Cheng Yu was more helpless, "he ate all the way in the temple fair this morning, and now he really can't eat any more."

"Ah! There is a temple fair today Jiang Qingyue suddenly responded, "I haven't visited a temple fair for many years! Is it fun? ""It's about the same as in previous years." Cheng Yu sat down next to Jiang Qingyue. He grew up with his grandparents when he was young. There are too few times when he can sit quietly with his parents and feel the passing of time.

There was enough heat in the room. Cheng Yu took off his overcoat when he entered the door. He only wore a loose sweater. He reached down to reach the orange on the tea table. The thin sweater fitted his arched back, revealing his thin skeleton.

Is really thin, Jiang Qingyue see very clearly. Even Cheng Yu held out his hand with an orange. The veins on the back of his hand were exposed more than before. She is a mother, what's more, she and Cheng Yu haven't seen each other for half a year. How can we not see the change in him.

"Is training tiring?" Jiang Qingyue calmed her look, no longer as lively as before, and became a most common image of a mother, "if you are too tired, don't go."

Take a knife to cut a cross to the orange, and then slowly peel off the skin, leaving a ball wrapped in the white film, carefully tear off the white film, revealing the orange flesh inside.

"I'm not tired." Cheng Yu said, and then the peeled orange to Jiang Qingyue.

Jiang Qingyue took the orange and was happy and satisfied. She didn't like to eat oranges cut with a knife, so her husband and son would peel the oranges for her. It's just that she and Cheng Zhaosong are both busy at work. It's not easy to have a face-to-face at home every day, let alone peel an orange for dinner. Therefore, she enjoys more preferential treatment from her son than from her husband.