"Comrade, let's go make a record first." The comrade beside him urged, as it was really getting late.
Only then did the uncle stabilize his emotions: "Little Yue, you stay home with Xiao Ran, uncle will be back soon."
Before Jiang Mingyue could speak, Xiao Ran waved his hand: "Go on, go on, sister and I will cook and wait for you."
Jiang Mingyue: "..." She had underestimated this boy.
Jiang Zhengye's emotions, which had been calm for too long, stirred at this moment.
His late wife had said the same thing to him.
"Xiao Ran..."
"Go quickly, go quickly, by the way, we might not be able to eat, we still have to rush back to the village today. Otherwise, it will be too dark to see."
"Xiao Ran..." Jiang Zhengye wanted to say that it would be better to stay the night and return tomorrow, but his legs below were pushed by a gentle force.
Jiang Zhengye: "..." Just like his late wife, seemingly disdainful on the surface, actually cares about him the most.
