Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

Qin Yaran packed Zhuo Ziyang's things at home, packed them up and took them downstairs to them later.While tidying up, he recalled bits and pieces about Zhuo Ziyang at home.

Zhuo Ziyang likes to sit on the window sill and play with the ipad. He likes to cook with Qin Yaran in the kitchen. The two of them watch variety shows together and go out for supper at night. When Qin Yaran is about to stay up late at work, he will make a cup of hot milk for Qin Yaran.

Everything was packed in the suitcase, as were the memories, Qin Yaran was waiting for Zhuo Yichen and the others to come over at the gate of the community.

"Mom!" Zhuo Ziyang ran over when he saw Qin Yaran from afar.

Qin Yaran was very moved when she saw a small person running towards her, but also a little sad, inexplicable, and it's not like she won't see her again in the future.

"Yangyang, don't run so fast!" Qiao Ruoyin chased after Zhuo Ziyang.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Zhuo Yichen slowly followed the two of them.

"Yangyang, didn't mom say it? It's dangerous to run so fast." Qin Yaran knelt down and touched Zhuo Ziyang's face and said softly.

"But I was very happy and excited when I saw my mother, so I wanted to run over and give her a big hug right away." Zhuo Ziyang smiled happily.

"Stupid, you can't run so fast on the road in the future. It's very dangerous. When crossing the road, you have to look around. You can only pass without a car, and you can't talk to strangers." Qin Yaran said a lot of attention to herself. Safe words.

Zhuo Ziyang looked at Qin Yaran with a smile.

"Sister Yaran, Yang Yang has grown up, he knows many things by himself, so you don't need to keep telling him like this, the children will get tired of listening to too much." Qiao Ruoyin said, "I'm doing it for you."

"That's right, Yang Yang must also dislike her mother's long-windedness." Qin Yaran glanced at Qiao Ruoyin, nodded with her mouth pursed, and then looked at Zhuo Ziyang.

"No, Yang Yang will never dislike her mother's nagging!" Zhuo Ziyang turned around and glared at Qiao Ruoyin, then looked at Qin Yaran and smiled.

"Yangyang, you can't call Sister Yaran's mother now, is it not good for Sister Yaran's reputation? Right, brother Yichen." Qiao Ruoyin said to Zhuo Ziyang very seriously, and walked over with her arm Zhuo Yichen.

"Ah, why." Zhuo Ziyang looked at Qiao Ruoyin and Zhuo Yichen unhappily.

"There is no reason, if you can't shout, you can't shout, she is no longer your mother." Zhuo Yichen replied with a straight face.

Qin Yaran's heart skipped a beat, she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Yangyang's luggage, everything is here." Qin Yaran stood up and handed the suitcase to Zhuo Yichen with a smile.

"Okay, thank you." Zhuo Yichen took the luggage.

"Thank you, sister Yaran, we, Yangyang, have troubled you to take care of me during this time." Qiao Ruoyin looked at Qin Yaran with a sweet smile.

"Well, and the things in this bag are Yang Yang's toys, come on, Yang Yang take his own things." Qin Yaran handed the toy bag to Zhuo Ziyang.

Zhuo Ziyang just wanted to take it, but Qiao Ruoyin pulled him to his side.

Qiao Ruoyin looked at Qin Yaran with a smile and said, "There's no need to take these things back. We'll buy whatever Yangyang wants. If there's nothing else, we'll leave first."

"Dad, that's the toy my mother bought for me." Zhuo Ziyang shook off Qiao Ruoyin's hand, looked at Zhuo Yichen and said.

"No need, let's go." Zhuo Yichen's attitude was very indifferent.

Qin Yaran froze on the spot, her hands still in mid-air, looking at the three people.

Zhuo Ziyang looked at Qin Yaran and wanted to reach out to grab it, but Qiao Ruoyin and Zhuo Yichen's faces were terrified, and they stared at Zhuo Ziyang.

"Oh, it's okay, Dad will buy you whatever Yang Yang wants, so you don't need these things." Qin Yaran smiled awkwardly, and retracted her hand.

"Zhuo Ziyang, let's go." Zhuo Yichen said indifferently.

"Okay, okay, Yangyang is leaving, sister Ruoyin will buy you whatever you want, we don't care about those things." Qiao Ruoyin looked at Zhuo Ziyang tenderly, coaxing him.

But Zhuo Ziyang just refused to leave, holding back his tears and looking at Qin Yaran.

"Yangyang, it's time to go home. Let's go. Come and play with Auntie Yaran when you have time." Although Qin Yaran was reluctant, she knew in her heart that Zhuo Ziyang was not her child after all, and now she and Zhuo Yichen had nothing to do. It's related.

"Then let's go, Sister Yaran, Yangyang will be very busy recently, so I might not have time to play with you." Qiao Ruoyin pulled Zhuo Ziyang away.

When Zhuo Yichen passed by Qin Yaran, he glanced at Qin Yaran, and saw that Qin Yaran didn't have much expression on his face, but he could see that he was uncomfortable.

When Zhuo Yichen and the others walked away, Qin Yaran walked home slowly with the bag in hand. When passing the trash can, she looked at the toys in her hand, stayed in front of the trash can for about a minute, then raised her hand Mechanically place the toy on top of the lid of the trash can.

When Qin Yaran returned home, she leaned against the door and sat down slowly, staring at the house, suddenly ran downstairs to find the bag of toys as if thinking of something crazy, but when Qin Yaran came to the trash can, the toy was gone up.

After searching around the trash can for a long time but couldn't find it, Qin Yaran's mood became more and more uncomfortable, the sky gradually darkened, and the street lights had already been turned on, Qin Yaran hugged herself and squatted under the street lamp next to the trash can, a little desperate.

"Girl, what are you doing here? Are you okay?" Auntie the cleaner asked Qin Yaran gently.

When Qin Yaran raised her head, her eyes were red and she cried a little, "Auntie, my baby is gone."

"What baby? Your child is lost? Don't call the police! There's no use crying, girl." The aunt put down the broom and looked at Qin Yaran anxiously.

Qin Yaran saw the toy bag hanging on the broom, looked at her aunt happily and said, "Auntie! This is mine! It's my baby! Can you return it to me."

"This? So it's yours. I thought you lost your child. Here, I'll give it back to you. I see that the stuff inside is new. I want to keep it first, so I don't think it's yours. Hold it carefully, children nowadays like these toys, if they disappear, they will make a fuss." The aunt handed the toys to Qin Yaran and laughed.

Qin Yaran hugged the bag tightly and said, "Thank you, auntie, thank you, auntie."

"Then why are you being polite? Go home quickly, it will be cold when it gets dark." Auntie scratched her head and left with a smile.

"Qin Yaran! What are you doing here like a fool?" Song Liyuan saw this scene from a distance.

"A Li." Seeing Song Liyuan approaching, Qin Yaran couldn't help crying.