"So you're going to go find a job and then come back with a son" The short-haired girl was exasperated, her voice unconsciously rising a few decibels. "Lin Wan, you're twenty years old, not forty!",On the rug, a little boy about two and a half years old sat quietly, building a block house. After placing a few blocks, he would glance at Lin Wan.,Two people stood up and walked to the child. Lin Wan squatted down and looked directly at the child, "Baby, Auntie Minmin is leaving oh Say goodbye to Auntie"。