Chapter 1237: Holding hands, and carrying old (13)

These words, Mu Tianye’s father did not say to anyone, but if Zhizi was a father, Mu’s grandfather saw him alone in the room holding a photo with his wife. He knew that his son was because of love. Deliberately launched the daughter-in-law from home.
At that time, this family was a child who might have been lying in bed for a lifetime, and an old father... Where did Moss endure to leave such a mess to his wife?
These words, he did not mention to anyone, including Chu Xinnian, until today, he finally told everything to his grandson, just want to let him understand that he has a father who loves him and a love for him. Mother, just make people, and their talents have to be separated.
The old man took a sip of the wine and gently placed the glass on the table.
"For so many years, Qin Zhaoyang has been taking care of your mother. It is not easy for people to find a partner. Even if you can't accept him, don't be embarrassed by your mother. This should be your father's wish. Do you understand?"
Mu Tianye did not say anything, and he passed the glass to pour the wine into the throat. After a while, he squeezed out the dry throat.
"Yep!"
Grandpa Mu did not go to see his grandson, just gently open his mouth.
"It's not early, Xiaofei is still waiting for you, go back and accompany her!"
"You also have a rest early."
Mu Tianye slowly got up and washed his face at the end of the bathroom, and then he returned to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Ning Xiaofei has finished washing, leaning against the pillow, and flipping a square piece of paper in his hand.
When she heard the footsteps, she looked up and looked at Mu Tianye, and swept his red eyes at a glance.
"you……"
"Nothing!" Mu Tianye came over and sat down on her side. "I have a drink with my father. What are you doing?"
Ning Xiaofei handed the paper to him. "I also want to fold a wishing tree. It’s only been a long time. I forgot how to fold it!"
Mu Tianye took the colored paper in her hand. There were some creases on the paper, and a small piece of workmanship was written in the middle.
"I hope my family and friends will always be healthy and happy."
Smile to her, Mu Tianye seriously folded the paper in half. With the movement of his hand, a delicate little pine tree was quickly folded, and the final folding angle was carefully arranged. He raised his hand and handed the tree to her.
Ning Xiaofei took it with a smile, climbed up, and put the little tree on the table with the wishing tree that was many years ago.
Two small green paper trees stand side by side on the table, small and delicate.
Ning Xiaofei turned his face at the table. "I believe that my wish will come true!"
Mu Tianye got up and walked over her shoulder and looked at the two small trees on the table.
"Well, I believe too!"
"Do you want to see, what did your mother write?" Ning Xiaofei asked.
"No!" Mu Tianye shook his head. "She has returned, isn't she?"
Ning Xiaofei stunned and then nodded.
Yes, his willingness was originally "mother to go home". Now that my mother has gone home, what she has done and what she has written is no longer so important.
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The next day, Mu Tianye went to work as usual.
Ning Xiaofei did not go to the company, but returned to Lanting Apartment by car. As soon as he entered the door, he climbed directly to the second floor, went into the bedroom cloakroom, and carefully removed the small carton placed on the top shelf.
The day after tomorrow is Mu Tianye’s 30th birthday. She has decided to celebrate for him.