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Spring came early this year.

Lu Qingyao calculated the time and started to tidy up the front yard.

One day in April.

When Regimental Commander Lu returned from his mission to repair the array, he set up the rattan frame requested by his wife.

When Ning Qing took the children home in the afternoon, he discovered that the front yard was no longer empty.

The woman was overjoyed. She heard the door opening and looked in the direction of the sound. Lu Qingyao had just taken a bath and was wearing the casual clothes she made.

"Wifey, is this the same as the one you drew for me?"

Ning Qing nodded blankly, and finally reacted, "Go in quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."

Ranran looked at the rectangular stand, and asked curiously: "Mom, what are you doing?"

Ning Qing turned his head and looked, "Spring is here, your dad plans on planting some flowers for me."

She had also made things difficult for Regimental Commander Lu, she had painted the pedestal into that ghastly appearance, only a few people could understand her.

"What flower?"

"Violet Vine."

"I haven't."

"In two months."

Ning Qing put down his daughter, and saw He Jian sitting in front of the table with a wronged expression, his two small hands holding onto his chin, frowning.

What was going on? I didn't hear from Ms. Da today, what kind of disaster did he cause?

Ranran saw his mother's doubtful gaze, and said softly: "Today teacher asked us to write your name, because of the ugly calligraphy, big brother was laughed at."

Ning Qing, "..."

With this, he had thought it through. His youngest son's self-esteem was still very strong!

He moved a stool over and sat beside the construction site.

Ning Qing would not force them to do their homework, so he still ran out to play.

After a while, only Ning Qing and Qiu Jianhan were left in the living room.

Ning Qing rubbed the back of his son's head, "Tell your mother the reason why you're depressed."

"Ugly."

"That's the truth."

For the first time, he wondered if he was born to a mother.

Ning Qing received his son's resentful gaze and coughed lightly, "This is why I made you practice before. Now, I'm just making fun of you as a child.

But I'm writing slowly, and I'm also writing very unsightly. I've practiced writing for so many years.

Ning Qing, "..."

Son, you're only five years old, and you've been practicing calligraphy for less than a year.

She could only reply dryly, "Practice makes perfect."

"I don't understand."

"In the future, when your brothers are doing their homework, you can practice your writing and slowly write. Then, you'll look good."

After Ning Qing finished speaking, he looked at the time on the wall, "There's still an hour before dinner, do you want to go out to play?"

"Mom is still sad."

Qiu Qi rushed into his mother's embrace and buried his head. He did not even know how to comfort her.

Ning Qing cried out, "I'll be happy when I go out to play."

"Well, I think it's quite true," he said. "Well, Mom, I'd like an egg pancake."

Seeing his mother nod, he raised his hand to wipe the tears that did not exist, then turned and ran out.

Ning Qing chuckled, and shook his head helplessly.

Lu Qingyao came down from the stairs, looked at the little figure in the building, then looked at his wife, "Don't spoil everything for him."

The woman looked at Regimental Commander Lu who was wiping her hair upstairs and her mouth twitched, "You speak as if you aren't used to it? Regimental Commander Lu, who was the one who held onto construction and played for it all night, who was the one who intentionally lost to construction? "

Lu Qingyao coughed: "Go and cook, I will be your assistant."

Ning Qing: You arrogant ghost.

The weather was getting warmer.

When Lu Qingyao was planting Purple Vine Flowers for his wife to blossom, Hu Yuehong walked out of the house with his daughter in his arms. He saw Ning Qing standing under the Purple Vine Flower, fiddling with the table that Lu Qingyao had just pulled back, the two extra rattan chairs beside him had an especially rich atmosphere.

Hu Yuehong carried the child and walked in, her eyes filled with envy: "Your place is doing quite well."

Ning Qing turned to look at the person who came, and casually laughed: "This is messing around."

"Is there such a thing in the countryside of Dr. Ning?"

Hu Yuehong did not believe that a little girl who came from the countryside would have such thoughts, and he deliberately asked her.

"I went to college for a month or two, so I went back because of the policy change."

"So it's like that. I was wondering how you could have such insight."

Ning Qing, "..."

Alright then, there's something wrong with Hu Yuehong's head, she wouldn't be angry!

This sentence, the woman muttered in her heart many times.

Right now, she strongly suspected that Hu Yuehong was here to cause trouble! Can you speak!

Hu Yuehong regretted telling others about it, he could only laugh awkwardly: "I also want something like this, can Dr. Ning tell me what to do?"

Ning Qing vaguely said: "I can just randomly find a rock climbing plant to pick up, just look at my preferences."

If she didn't hit the smiling person, the two would continue to be neighbours in the future. She wouldn't truly fall out with Hu Yuehong.

Hu Yuehong randomly found a place to sit with the child. She didn't have much thoughts towards that house, and didn't even want to take care of it.

After being cooped up at home for a few months, the weather finally got warm, so Grandma let her out.

She was depressed in her heart, the first thing she wanted to do was to talk to Ning Qing.

Hu Yuehong patted the child's back and said to Ning Qing: "I've been holding back too much these past few months."

Ning Qing casually replied, but he felt that it was a bit impolite to be so dry.

"I was very tired when I was sitting here. I wanted to wash my hair when I was there, but my mom kept holding me back. It must have been hard on her."

"Yeah, I had three children, all three of them …" It's the last thing I want.

Hu Yuehong stopped talking for a while and did not say the last few words out loud, as he muttered, "I wonder how long this sort of life will last."

Ning Qing thought that she didn't want to have children anymore.

"Tell your Battalion Commander An about this. This woman has children, it's just like going through the gates of hell. It's pretty dangerous."

Hu Yuehong laughed, she was not worried about that.

What was the point if the child was not the child of a loved one?

"Dr. Ning, I don't want to live like this."

Hu Yuehong was sitting not far from Ning Qing, and when he said these words, he did not say them out loud, only Ning Qing could hear them.

Ning Qing raised his eyebrows. Hmm, this sentence had a lot of understandings.

"Who knows!"

"Sigh, because my family is the landowner, my father is still suffering. As for my children, he has not seen them many times."

"No matter what, it's a pass."

Before Ning Qing said this, he thought it through in his heart. He was afraid that if Hu Yuehong made a mistake, he would be bitten back at him —

Hu Yuehong's temper suddenly changed, who knew what he was thinking.

Hu Yuehong thoughtfully nodded, stared at Ning Qing for a long while, then opened his mouth: "Dr. Ning, what do you plan to do in the future? When will you meet with that person? "

"Who is it?"

Ning Qing did not manage to react. Seeing a trace of sadness in Hu Yuehong's eyes, he started to feel hurt again.

Tch. A headache.

Hu Yuehong's aggrieved voice sounded out: "Dr. Ning, I thought that just because I'm heartless to you, you would be able to be honest to me. Since we've experienced life and death situations, why don't you trust me?"

"…"

When did she experience life and death together? How come she didn't have an impression of them?

"My life was tied to yours, and you saved me …"

Ning Qing, who was left, did not hear it.

That's not right, he heard the last sentence —

"Both you and I have one hidden person in our hearts. I saw your reaction when Dr. Lin came to your house to visit that time …"

Ning Qing finally understood why Hu Yuehong was being so friendly towards her.