Chapter 2377: Wait for her to grow up

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Yan Huan grabbed the little quilt on his body, his little red lips moved, but no sound came out.
Until Ye Rong went back to do handicrafts again, he didn't hear, Yan Huan's slight sigh. In fact, even if I heard it, Ye Rong might think that she had heard it wrong. Her daughter is only five months old. She is still a nursing baby. How could she have so many thoughts? , How could it sigh?
In fact, she didn't know, and now the words in front of her are no longer the little dolls who don't understand.
She has been reborn twice, and the most imperfect in her life is her mother.
Speaking of love, Huan has always known that her rebirth this time was not because of anything else, but because of her mother. She lived because of Ye Rong. In this life, she will definitely find a way to make her mother’s life a success, not like two previous lives In that way, at the end of the day, poverty is down, physical and mental frustration, and it is also unwilling to die.
Ye Rong didn't know this, she coaxed her daughter to sleep, and when she saw that the little girl was familiar with it, this was when she took the little handwork set aside and began to sew it, and she yawned from time to time. It's also a matter of time. She can sleep after three more, and today it's almost a hundred.
As long as Yan Huan does not quarrel, as long as she is good, then she can do hundreds of things as long as she works hard one day.
Then one day, I can buy a package of milk powder for my daughter.
She rubbed her eyes again, and her eyelids were fighting up and down, but she still had a needle and a thread, and did not put down the handwork in her hand. She even twisted herself hard because of some low-end sleepiness. A thigh, this is a little sober.
She shook her head, then did not finish the handwork in her hand, and did not know how long she spent the night, she stopped, and counted the things she made.
There are a total of 105, and today is the most done. If she does more tomorrow, she will be able to sell for more than a hundred dollars, and may buy two bags of milk powder for her daughter.
And now she is actually a bit obsessed. All the things in her life now are around the word milk powder. No matter what she does, she uses the word milk powder as the calculation unit.
"Okay, sleep."
She rubbed her eyes and climbed onto the small wooden bed board, then carefully covered the quilt for her daughter.
"Sleep, baby, there is a mother with you, not afraid, no matter how hard it is, the mother will definitely bring you up, although the mother can't give you a dad, but the mother will give you everything. So that you can grow up peacefully and carefree."
Ye Rong rushed to work with her hands while she was not sleeping. In addition to breastfeeding her daughter and eating some simple meals, she spent all day on these hands.
Yan Huan knew that Ye Rong was busy, so she was lying on that kind of bed, in the presence of qualified mollusks, practicing the strength of her small arms and calves from time to time, and then thinking about many things, such as this life, she What to do, she will have more opportunities than others, but no matter how many opportunities, she has never bought a lottery ticket, so I don’t know which day, which one to buy a lottery will win, then buy one Lottery tickets, everything is there.
She held out her little fat hand and rubbed her so tender and chubby little face.
She still wants to be an actor. Yan Huan's existence was born for this business. She not only wants to be a film, but also to make better films. She will be stronger, stronger, and go better than the previous life. Farther, stand taller.
In addition, how could she have such a beautiful little face buried in this way, Lu Yi will follow the same path in the future, she must still walk this time to match him.
And she believes that, based on her life experience and the talent for filming, she must have become famous early in her life.
Um, when she grows up a little, she goes to be a child star, then makes money, and takes Yiling out of the orphanage, and if they are a family of three, they will definitely get better.
She believes that she absolutely believes.
"What are you thinking about again?"
Ye Rong has been standing in front of her daughter for a long time, and she really feels whether the child's expression is too rich, a little frowning, a bitter face, why are there so many small expressions? ?
She crouched down and poked her daughter's face gently.
Yan Huan was stunned for a while, but she didn’t know when Ye Rong was standing here. It was because she was too serious, so she didn’t even notice when Ye Rong came?
Of course, she couldn’t let Ye Rong think that she could understand what adults said. She is still small after all. She can’t learn to speak until she has grown for half a year, just like other ordinary children. , The same growth, the same growth.
Instead of turning yourself into a little monster.
She doesn't want to be a child prodigy. Because of their family conditions, she doesn't allow her to have such a good brain. She can grow well, because her mother is already good, so she can sell articles on her face.
As for cleverness, she shook her head and Ye Rong could not bear a woman who was early Hui. If it was too early, her mother would be more difficult than she is now, and her ability to drag her legs might be a lot harder for her mother.
She would not let the past scene repeat itself, but also let her mother live forty years of age, so she went early.
Ye Rong took out a milk bottle from the kitchen. She really doesn’t have to worry about Yan Huan now. Huan Huan is too good. She spends a day lying on the knot bed, dazed, playing with her fingers for a long time. I saw her crying.
Ye Rong has never seen a child who is better than her daughter.
The elder sister’s children are easy to bring, but they are not necessarily obedient and obedient to her little Huanhuan. Her little Huanhuan is too obedient and too trouble-free. The longer the longer, the better, and the longer the longer People worry about it.
Therefore, she really gave birth to a daughter, a good daughter.
"Come on, baby, we have milk."
Ye Rong came over, put the bottle in her daughter’s small hand, and then took her to sit up, Yan Huan has now been five months, she can sit by the adult, unlike before, like a cartilage Like the little buns, Ye Rong didn't dare to hug her, she was afraid to hurt her, or she might have broken her fragile little bone.
It's hard to grow up, but it's also firmer, but it's still a little bit small.