hes in the kitchen, wondering how she would tell the man that she had promised to let her eldest son stay."Yin Yin, come here and help Mommy take out the washed grapes.""good."Huo Yin, who is playing..., but at this moment, he stands there, the autumn wind in the evening rolls up the corner of his clothes and stretches his shadow long, but it also seems to be covered with a layer of cold cold in his...