A foreign city, dear you

And Ye Lian was amused by the way a little kid like Lanshan asked questions seriously.

When she saw Teacher Xie looking at her, she held back her smile and said to him, "Children talk a lot, so don't pay attention."

"Uncle Xie, what is love?" Lan Shan raised his head and insisted on asking the question.

"Love means always thinking of someone in my heart, always wanting to see her, always wanting to be with her." Teacher Xie said quietly, as if he was answering Lan Shan, but also as if he was speaking entirely to himself.

His eyes were wandering, as if he wanted to look at Ye Lian, but then hesitantly turned to Sha Mian.

"Then I love mom." Lanshan said happily, as if he was happy that he finally understood what love is.

Ye Lian smiled. After all, there is the strongest blood relationship and the strongest emotional bond between mother and child. Lanshan is becoming more and more attached to Ye Lian now, and is willing to let Ye Lian feed him. As long as Ye Lian is free, he is also willing to let Ye Lian help him or accompany him when taking a bath or having a bowel movement. He did.

Seeing Lan Shan's innocent and cute look, and seeing Ye Lian smiling, Teacher Xie also smiled.

"Uncle Xie, who do you love?" Perhaps in the eyes of a child, who you love or don't love can be shared.

Teacher Xie smiled, not knowing how to answer, as if he was forced into a dead end by a child.

"Uncle loves the person he loves in his heart." Teacher Xie finally thought of an answer that could help him out.

Listening to Teacher Xie's enigmatic answer, Lanshan nodded in understanding.

……

Next to her, Ye Lian was lost in thought.

"Love means always thinking of someone in your heart, always wanting to see him, always wanting to be with him." Teacher Xie's words reminded her of herself.

Every day, she thinks about her Qian, wants to see him and be with him every day.

However, when he came back every weekend, she failed to cherish the rare time together.

She really blamed herself and regretted it.

The day after tomorrow is Saturday, and she hopes that she can have a new mentality to welcome this gathering...

Seeing Ye Lian lost in thought, Teacher Xie showed an imperceptible smile. He looked at her daydreaming face with affectionate and gentle eyes...

"Fly - fly -" The older children were silent for a while and then started to fly again.

Lanshan's attention was attracted to them again, and he looked at them with envious eyes.

"I want to fly too." Lanshan shouted.

"We don't have a plane, let's fly next time. We've been out playing for a long time, it's time for us to go home." Ye Lian coaxed Lan Shan.

"No, I want to fly." Lan Shan was very persistent.

Ye Lian's face turned from sunny to gloomy.

Teacher Xie quickly smoothed things over.

"It's okay, I'll fold one for him. It'll be quick." Teacher Xie said, taking out a draft book from the plastic bag on the ground and tearing out a page.

Lan Shan immediately came closer and stared intently at Teacher Xie's busy hands.

Fold the rectangular paper in half, spread it out, and then fold both sides inward... Teacher Xie folded it carefully step by step.

The sky was overcast, and Ye Lian felt a few drops of rain fall.

The plane will soon take shape.

Ye Lian was sure it was raining.

"Wow, butterfly plane!" Lanshan shouted excitedly.

"It's raining, we have to go home." Ye Lian said.

"I still have to fly."

The rain suddenly picked up.

The children who were playing with airplanes dispersed in a hurry.

Ye Lian was anxious, picked up Lan Shan and was about to leave.

Lanshan also knew that it would be impossible to fly the plane because of the rain. He also started running with his little feet, but fell to the ground for some reason.

Upon seeing this, Teacher Xie quickly picked him up. Ye Lian grabbed Teacher Xie's plastic bag, and the three of them rushed to the eaves of the nearest building.

The rain started pouring down.

The densely woven rain threads seemed to form a curtain of water in front of the three people. The three people looked at the white rain in trance.

"Mom, do you think this butterfly airplane is beautiful?" After a while, Lanshan started playing with his paper airplane and asked Ye Lian while playing.

Ye Lian turned her head in response and suddenly laughed.

Teacher Xie turned his head in confusion and burst into laughter.

Lan Shan watched the two adults laugh, and also laughed inexplicably.

It turned out that Lanshan had fallen down just now, and his face was stained with a lot of sand, and when mixed with some rainwater, he looked like a funny little painted face.

Ye Lian stopped laughing and asked Teacher Xie to put Lan Shan down. She took out a tissue from her pocket, squatted down, and gently wiped the sand off Lan Shan's face.

Teacher Xie also bent down and helped knock the sand off Lanshan's hands.

"Shanshan is a little cat." Ye Lian said with a smile.

"Shanshan became a sand monkey." Teacher Xie said with a smile.

Lanshan found it interesting and giggled...

By this time, the rain outside had eased a lot.

This rain really comes and goes quickly.

"Okay," Teacher Xie patted Lanshan's clothes one last time and said with a smile, "All the sand on his body has been patted away, and he is no longer a sand monkey."

"Thank you, Dad." As soon as Xiao Lanshan said the words, he suddenly chuckled: "No, I said it wrong, it's thank you, Uncle Xie."

Children are quick to talk and say the wrong thing at once.

Although Lanshan quickly corrected himself, Ye Lian was still a little embarrassed.

She looked at Teacher Xie and felt quite embarrassed.

Teacher Xie looked at Ye Lian with a hint of embarrassment, but his embarrassment seemed to be fleeting and he became indifferent.

Ye Lian apologized to Teacher Xie: "I'm sorry, the kid talked out of his mind."

"It's okay, the child just made a slip of the tongue."

"The rain has stopped, we have to go back. Thank you for playing with Lanshan."

As Ye Lian spoke, she took off the plastic bag from her arm and handed it to Teacher Xie, who stretched out her hand to pick it up.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Shanshan——" Lan Shanshan's grandma's voice.

Grandma Lanshan held an umbrella in one hand and an umbrella in the other, standing in the rain, looking at them, her eyes wandering over Teacher Xie.

Under the gaze of Grandma Lanshan, Ye Lian handed the bag to Teacher Xie, pulled Lanshan into the light rain, took Grandma Lanshan's umbrella, and opened it.

The rain is light and my home is close, so it’s not a big deal if I don’t have an umbrella.

Lanshan followed her mother and grandmother home, waving to Teacher Xie and saying "goodbye."

Teacher Xie stood where he was, saying "goodbye" and watching Ye Lian and the others leave.

"Who is that man?" the old man's voice said.

"A teacher from our school." Ye Lian's voice.

……

The sound is getting farther and farther.

Teacher Xie withdrew his reluctant gaze and left alone silently...