The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Gu Lingling was eating walnuts while listening to Yang Yunhai talk about these days.

Those walnuts in Yang Yunhai's hand seem to be obedient. They can be opened as they are told.

And it won't break at all.

One by one, it looks like a turtle shell.

Then carefully help her peel off her bitter coat and send the white tortoise shell to her hand.

Fresh walnuts taste a little sweet and Cuicui. They are really delicious.

Unfortunately, in the past, she didn't know how to make walnut shells, and her hands were black every time, so she didn't eat much.

Another creak.

Yang Yunhai's hand easily pinched a walnut, peeled it and put it on the plate, "go and bring it to grandma."

Gu Lingling put the rest of her hand into his mouth, then laughed and got up and went to the front yard.

They returned to Kyoto yesterday.

Su Changsheng is sunbathing in the yard with Tian Wanfeng at the moment.

Originally, she had to be hospitalized, but Tian Wanfeng didn't like to smell the smell in the hospital.

Besides, there is a genius in the medical field at home. Su Xiaoer carefully watched Tian Wanfeng's CT film and decisively asked her grandmother to move home.

As for Wang Xiaoqian, she naturally came back with her.

Su Changsheng said that she would always be Tian Wanfeng's daughter and his Su Changsheng's daughter.

However, he disliked Yang Yunhai and Gu Lingling, so taking advantage of the good weather, Su Changsheng pushed Tian Wanfeng to the front yard to bask in the sun.

Su Changsheng was listening to Tian Wanfeng when Gu Lingling passed with a plate

"Qian'er is so naughty these days." Tian Wanfeng smiled lovingly and said, "I asked her to write, but she unexpectedly took a stroke."

"So disobedient." Su Changsheng accompanied her, "I'll clean her up later."

"What are you doing?" Tian Wanfeng patted his hand angrily. "You can't fight. I think our qian'er painted very well. Do you think she will become a painter in the future?"

painter!

Su Changsheng's eyes are sour.

His daughter!

His poor daughter.

"Yes." Su Changsheng said firmly, "she's like you."

Tian Wanfeng is really a talented woman.

"Of course." Tian Wanfeng chuckled, "so marry me and burn Gao Xiang."

Is to burn high incense.

Su Changsheng looked at the sky and sighed.

It took him several lives to meet her.

But what if she meets him?

It should be unlucky.

If Su Changsheng looks at Tian Wanfeng firmly in his next life, he still hopes that he is the lucky person to meet her.

But she will never suffer again.

Looking at the two people, Gu Lingling was inexplicably sad, and tears fell down as soon as she bowed her head.

Yang Yunhai silently patted her on the back, "we won't."

If it had been him, he would not have done so.

A leaf fell. Su Changsheng stood up and helped Tian Wanfeng pick up the leaves that fell on her, and helped her put the blanket on her wheelchair.

Now Tian Wanfeng does everything himself, not with anyone.

"Brother Sheng," Tian Wanfeng took his hand, "have you been with me for so long, should you go back?"

Su Changsheng was going to sit down and bow down and stop there.

"Don't worry, I won't drag you back." Tian Wanfeng said with a smile, "I will take care of my child and protect our daughter."

Gray hair, breeze blowing, and even a few strands of hair naughty block on her cheek.

But her eyes were still burning at Su Changsheng.

Adore and love deeply.

Even after she lost her memory.

Her love has not changed.