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The third thousand and ninety-eighth chapter can't be said to be happy or not, just like that

It should have been the most festive day, but the two daughters of the Qin family cried fiercely.

...

Early the next morning, Ye Weilan held her stomach downstairs. Ye Yan had already gotten up and was cooking breakfast.

She turned around when she heard the footsteps, saw Ye Weilan walking down, and smiled slightly, "Lan, good morning."

Ye Weilan smiled and came over, "What should I eat for breakfast? It smells so good..."

"Your favorite potato cakes have also made a pot of pork rib soup. You have eaten too little when you are pregnant, and you may become thinner in the future." Ye Yan frowned and looked at her little face that had been cleared.

Ye Weilan smiled and said, "I will definitely eat one more bowl of rice today."

The two sisters had a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned what happened last night.

A portion of joy can be divided into two portions, but unfortunately, the grief cannot be divided.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the new year begins.

Xiaoxue is five years old, Xiao Yechen is six years old, and Yino and Yining are two years old.

The children are growing up day by day.

Ye Weilan gently stroked her slightly raised belly, stood on the steps and looked at the white snowflakes outside the door. Winter is coming, and this child... was born in spring.

very nice.

She smiled.

Footsteps came from behind, and someone stopped beside her, "What's going on with your expression of sadness in spring and autumn?"

Ye Weilan turned his head and looked at Perlangodo.

She blinked blankly, "Master, I'm thinking of my son..."

Perrangodo, "If you don't say it, I'll forget that you have a son..."

Ye Weilan immediately glared, "My son is six years old, he is a very beautiful and handsome guy!"

Perlangodo; “…”

Forgive him, I have never seen her apprentice's son.

Ye Weilan probably suddenly remembered this, and her expression fainted a little. She took his arm and leaned her face against his arm. "Master, I'm very sad. Actually, I don't want to celebrate the New Year. We are lively during the New Year. What should Xiaojiu do? He is alone and wandered outside, and he can't even have the New Year's Eve dinner. He looks at the reunion of every household, will he feel a little envy and miss..."

Perlangodo raised his hand and stroked her hair gently, with a few gentle movements, "Why are you so unlucky? It looks like you haven't lived a few good days in your life..."

Ye Weilan lowered her head and held back the sourness in her nose, "Where is there, you should have seen my happiness in person. Qi Ye is so good, Xiaoxue is so cute, mommy is so gentle, daddy... Although she doesn't love me, she still protects me, Yan Yan is so good, and you... You have always protected me..."

Perlangodo smiled, "I have always been protecting you and can protect you like this, then I am really incompetent."

"Who is the one who belittles himself so much when he wakes up early in the morning?" Ye Weilan smiled and glared at him, "Master, are you unhappy during the New Year?"

Perlangodo looked at the white snow in front of him, "I can't say I'm happy, that's it..."

How about it?

Ye Weilan didn't ask, and didn't dare to ask.

She held Perlangodo's arm, and the master and apprentice stood on the steps to watch the snow.

Everyone has their own suffering in this life. Does Perlangodo feel lonely in the big night?

He had no relatives anymore, his only relative's heart lived in Qin Yuling's body. He wanted to get close to her, but he subconsciously rejected her. He had never said this complex feeling, but Ye Weilan could feel it.

Who is living in this room happy from beginning to end?
Chapter completed!
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