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"As a result, I missed a very important dance competition and grabbed a picture of your mother crying."

"I think the doll in the picture cried miserably. I didn't know it until my mother-in-law said it."

"Have you ever wondered why?"

Jiang Miaomiao smelled the sea breeze with a little fishy smell coming out of the sea and recalled it a little.

It's been too long. He can't remember clearly. He just vaguely remembers that game. It seems that it's related to whether he can join a great dance troupe.

But I can't hurt my foot. I can't get in if I miss the game. I've followed my dance teacher for several years.

"When did you see that picture? It's my black history. I cried so ugly. My mother really told you everything." Jiang Miaomiao covered his face and said shyly, "Mom, really, those black histories have been kept from me. If I knew where to put them, I would have destroyed them."

Yan Sheng looked at Jiang Miaomiao, who was so shy that his ears were red, and said, "after all, it's also a rare memory. It's normal for his mother-in-law to want to stay.

"Forget it. Fortunately, I was young and lucky at that time. At that time, learning to ride a horse was just riding a pony. Even if I kicked a few feet, I wouldn't die." Jiang Miaomiao suddenly felt a little lucky. If something happened when he was a child, he might not meet Yan Sheng when he grew up.

"When I was seven years old, my present was a pony. Was it on the farm?"

What's that on the farm? Fruits and vegetables?

Yan Sheng didn't answer Jiang Miaomiao's words.

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly remembered that when he was in the second grade of his primary school, the science teacher gave them a handful of soybeans and asked them to go back and plant bean sprouts.

But he was naughty at that time. He didn't carefully read the instructions given to them by the teacher. After running home, he dug a piece of land in the garden and threw the soybeans directly into it.

After half a month, I wish all the children handed over their homework to the teacher with their flower pots that had grown into bean sprouts, but Jiang Miaomiao could only put a bowl of soil in a small plastic flower pot and hold the dead bean sprouts to the teacher.

So from then on, what Jiang Miaomiao hated most was bean sprouts!

Jiang Miaomiao even remembered that day when she went back, she cried in the garden for a long time and vowed to have a small vegetable garden in the future. There must be no bean sprouts!

Now when I grow up, I think back to the past. I think how can I be so stupid before? How can soybeans grow without watering when they are buried in the soil?

And how big can a vegetable garden be?

Now, in the small garden of the Jiang family, there are still small peppers and tomatoes they used to grow. Although they don't have time to take care of them now, someone in the Jiang family will take care of them. They haven't died yet and are growing well.

The two men rode horses and walked for dozens of minutes to the farm.

There were also working farmers in the fire field. Jiang Miaomiao was held down by Yan Sheng from his horse. He was stunned at a glance. There were about dozens of mu of land in the past, full of all kinds of fruits and vegetables.

"Husband, to be honest, did my mother secretly hide some childhood homework books and show you them?" Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help saying.

Otherwise, no one else should know about it.

Yan Sheng handed the reins of the horse to the workers on one side, and then turned to look at him. A smile came up at the corners of his mouth. His eyes were full of love, "yes, I've seen it secretly."

Jiang Miaomiao doesn't know. In those days when she was hospitalized, she spent a long time to understand what kind of person Jiang Miaomiao was before.

Yan Sheng suddenly regrets why he didn't meet Jiang Miaomiao earlier and fall in love with her earlier, but it's not too late.

Not only today, but also the birthday of the first 20 years. In the future, as long as you live in this world, you will celebrate Jiang Miaomiao's birthday every year.

Standing on the ridge, Jiang Miaomiao saw a white dog with a small sign around his neck. This was his gift when he was nine years old.

Jiang Miaomiao still remembered that he had a little white dog at home before, but it disappeared later.

The 10-year-old gift is a little overlord's game console, the 11-year-old gift is a little Prince story book, the 12-year-old gift is a beautiful skirt, and the 13-year-old gift is a ticket to Disney.

"You are cheating!" Jiang Miaomiao took the ticket and asked Yan Sheng, "who sent the ticket and directly took a piece of white paper with Disney tickets written on it? You should also draw some pictures for me. What's the use of this? "

"When Bobo grows up, we'll accompany you to Disney. Now Bobo is still young, and he can't play many Disney projects." Yan Sheng reached out and touched her hair

The 14-year-old gift is a full series of Harry Potter comics.

Jiang Miaomiao remembered that he liked Harry Potter very much at that time and wanted a set of comics, but he didn't set a whole set.

"What about the fifteen year old gift?" Jiang Miaomiao turned his head and looked at the people around him with a smile.

"I'll cook you a bowl of longevity noodles with a small fried egg on it, some scallions and coriander, and the bottom of chicken soup, but it can't be too oily." Yan Sheng as like as two peas, reproduced the words he wrote in his diary.

Jiang Miaomiao took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of him. His eyes were too sour.

At that time, the career of the Jiang family was on the rise. Their parents were very busy at work. It seemed that their birthday had not happened that year. Jiang Miaomiao cooked a bowl of longevity noodles by himself, but the cooking was terrible. Jiang Miaomiao ate his noodles one by one, and then washed the dishes and went to bed as if nothing had happened.

Yan Sheng came over and held it in his arms. The moment Jiang Miaomiao was held by him, he really couldn't help crying.

"Husband, you're cheating too much. How can you cheat so much!" Jiang Miaomiao held Yan Sheng tightly, not because he was sad, but because he was moved and happy. "You are so good to me. If you are not so good to me in the future, I won't be more sad."

"Don't worry, there won't be such a day. I will treat you better day by day." Yan Sheng held Jiang Miaomiao in his arms and said firmly. After a while, he reached out to wipe the tears off her face and said gently, "I'll cook you a bowl of noodles now."