Su Ying laughed loudly, holding Song Yan's little hand, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

"Yan'er looks like a father. When your father was young, he was the first soldier of the 48th Division. Of course, he was also the best in appearance. The female soldiers of the art troupe stared at your father. If I hadn't first stepped foot and introduced your mother to your father, I would have reached whose hands." Su Ying said this, and felt that Song Yan was very pitiful. She stroked Song Yan's hand, took out something from her clothes, and stuffed it into Song Yan's hand and said, "Yan'er, this was what your mother put on me before leaving. She said that if one day her daughter got married, she would hand it to you."

"Mom..." Song Yan looked down at the things in Su Ying's hand.

It was wrapped in red cloth and couldn't see what was inside.

Song Yan reached out to take it, and Su Ying's remaining warmth was still scattered on the red cloth, but she felt that it was hot in her heart.

She has a familiar and unfamiliar feeling towards Wen Mengyuan and Song Yan. When Song Yan was five years old, Wen Mengyuan sent her back to her hometown to live with her grandparents.

So in Song Yan's memory, Wen Mengyuan is a phantom that she can only touch in her vague memory.

Wen Mengyuan in her mind was a very gentle lady who spoke softly.

After living for two lives, she just couldn't understand why her father died, and Wen Mengyuan wanted to leave her with her little brother whom she picked up from another place.

Song Yan is willing to use the word "abandon" to describe Wen Mengyuan's departure.

Even if her father's death hit her a big blow, she shouldn't have left it!

"Open it and take a look." Su Ying said.

Song Yan uncovered the red cloth, inside it was a needleless watch, and the box was inlaid with a family photo, which was the one hanging in Song Yan's room.

Song Yan doesn't understand why she left her a photo.

She looked up at Su Ying.

Su Ying said: "Yan, you got married today. I shouldn't have mentioned unhappy things, but if you don't tell you now, it would be meaningless to find opportunities in the future. Your mother Mengyuan, she is a good mother. She leaves you, don't blame her. She has her own difficulties. Now you are going to get married, marry my son Ye Jue. Although your parents are not present, your father's military spirit is there. This is the military region where your father once stayed and the place where your mother grew up. Whether it is your father or your mother, they are standing somewhere to watch you marry as a wife."

Song Yan's heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Su Ying's words made her less complain about Wen Mengyuan.

She put her hands together and nodded, "I will continue to be happy and let them see that I am doing well."

Before Su Ying left, she hugged Song Yan and patted her back with both hands, but her eyes turned red unconsciously. The hand that patted her back suddenly became gentle and said softly: "Yan'er, you should call me mom."

Song Yan was stunned and looked up at Ye Jue in front of her.

Then he let go of Su Ying, restrained the sadness on his face, and called softly with a shy voice: "Mom."

Su Ying happily said "Oh".

Ye Minglang, who was standing aside with a dark face, coughed several times.

Song Yan turned around and shouted loudly at Ye Minglang: "Dad."

Ye Minglang was embarrassed to be called, touched his head and responded.

Ye Jue took out two red envelopes from the bag and handed them to Song Yan.

Song Yan asked in confusion: "Why give me a red envelope?"

"Revise the statement fee!"

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