VIP Volume 849 Untitled

"You kid, it's easy to sell me!" Outside an Internet café in Qingqiao, Zhang Kun looked at Xu Hao in the air with a smile.

Xu Hao's face was slightly red, and he smiled slightly embarrassed.

Zhang Kun said, naturally, Xu Hao betrayed him, saying whether it was Xu Hao's mother on the other side of the space.

Although Zhang Kun felt that there was nothing excessive in this matter, it was still a little embarrassing to be said, after all, the conspiracy theories behind it always did not seem to be above board.

"I said so, but it's the big brother who is typing, and if the big brother thinks it's inappropriate, he won't type it, and if he does, he naturally thinks it's okay to say it, isn't it?" Xu Hao pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhang Kun pursed his lips, and then smiled helplessly.

It doesn't matter, after all, he and Xu Hao's mother don't know each other, and it is estimated that there will be no chance to meet in the future, and there is no question of embarrassment.

Zhang Kun just thinks that if he speaks ill of people behind his back and theories about people with conspiracy, if the other side is really Xu Hao's mother, it seems that he spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

I'm an innocent and beautiful boy, how can I be a villain, even if I can't be a gentleman, but, at least, I can't be a villain.

Villain, how ugly it sounds.

"Big brother, you said, what my mother said just now, she told the police and uncles not to come to arrest us, is it true? If it is true, we don't have to run around like this in the future. In silence, Xu Hao suddenly spoke.

Zhang Kun glanced up at Xu Hao, only to see Xu Hao's eyes flashing, looking at him expectantly, Zhang Kun was silent for a while, and then said softly: "It's better to be careful." ”

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"Good morning, Mom!"

Xu Hao's mother, who had been waiting in front of the computer, looked at the familiar greetings, and couldn't help showing a kind smile on her face, and her fingers tapped.

"Good morning. ”

"Did Mom go to help Hao Hao visit those two police uncles yesterday?"

"I went, and I brought two baskets of fruit. However, your shot was too heavy, and a few ribs were broken, and I asked the doctor, and I had to lie in bed for at least half a month. However, fortunately, it did not hurt the internal organs, and there should be no sequelae after healing. When I left, I left 10,000 yuan each, which can be regarded as compensation. ”

Seeing the message in the space, Zhang Kun in front of the computer was full of embarrassment

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of color.

Although I already felt as if I had hit hard when I ran away yesterday, I didn't expect it to be so serious.

However, the first time I was arrested by the police, I was nervous, and I couldn't control my strength for a while, and I shot hard, which should be considered excusable.

After all, normal people will be nervous when they are caught by the police.

As for the last time he was at school, Zhang Kun was arrested by the police, and because of Professor Peng's death, Zhang Kun's heart was like ashes, but he didn't feel anything.

However, it is not the worst outcome, and it is good that there will be no sequelae.

Zhang Kun comforted himself like this.

"What about Ultraman?"

"Ultraman, I also called back and asked someone to send it to Brother Hao, don't worry. ”

Xu Hao's mother typed word by word, but what she didn't say was that what she asked people to do was to buy an identical Ultraman and send it over. And the original one was still lying quietly in the drawer next to the bed.

It was Hao Hao's favorite toy during his lifetime, with the breath of Hao Hao on it, and it was a part of Hao Hao's memories and indispensable.

"Mommy is awesome!"

"That's, don't look at who my mom is. ”

"Yesterday I remembered one more thing, my mother did it for me. ”

Say. ”

"Mom, do you remember Xiaohai? It's Hai Hongyi, who used to come to our house to play. ”

"Xiaohai, of course I remember, your junior high school classmate, that little one, the best junior high school classmate you played. ”

"Yes, that's him. Xiaohai often came to our house to play, and later I found out that he seemed to like the grandfather's handwriting in our living room, Du Fu can move, so I promised to give him a pair. ”

"I was going to ask my grandfather to write another one for me, but I didn't agree to ask my grandfather, it's so stingy. Later, I tried to find an opportunity to steal the living room pair and give it to him, but unfortunately I suddenly became ill and began to be hospitalized, and then I never had a chance to give it to him again. ”

"You guy, you dare to say anything, grandpa's words can't be written casually, let alone given away casually. Also, how many times have I said it, those four words are diligence can make up for clumsiness, not Du Fu can move, fool"

However, no matter how I look at those four words, Du Fu can move. ”

"Also, Hao Hao is not a fool, Hao Hao is a man

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Han, you must talk and count, so, can my mother give the words in the living room to Xiaohai, Mom, okay. ”

"Well, since Haohao agreed, let's send it, and when my mother goes back, my mother will send it to Xiaohai. ”

"Mom is the best, thank you Mom, Xiaohai will be happy. ”

"Then Mom, let's get here today, Haohao is leaving, Mom bye-bye, see you tomorrow!"

"Well, Hao Hao bye-bye, see you tomorrow!"

glanced at the last message, closed the space, retreated QQ, and then left the Internet café, crisp and neat, like flowing water.

It wasn't until he left the Internet café a hundred meters away and made sure that there was nothing abnormal that Zhang Kun slowed down.

"Haohao, is your grandfather's handwriting very good?" Zhang Kun looked up at Xu Hao in mid-air with a slightly strange look.

"Not good!" Xu Hao shook his head with unusually affirmation: "There are many words written by grandpa, I can't even recognize them, they are not good at all, and they are written like ghost drawings." However, my mother said, I don't know what it's called cursive, but many people want to be true, I really don't know what's good. ”

Cursive, I see.

Zhang Kun shook his head and smiled bitterly, not to mention Xu Hao, there are many words in cursive, Zhang Kun doesn't know them, most of them are half by reading and half guessing.

However, there are a lot of cursive writers, but very few can write well, many people want, is it that Grandpa Xu Hao is a calligrapher?

Zhang Kun shook his head, forget it, whatever, anyway, he doesn't have much interest in calligraphy.

Next, Zhang Kun took Xu Hao to continue to transfer.

The next day, in a small Internet café in an urban village, Zhang Kun turned on the computer under Xu Hao's expectant gaze, logged in to QQ familiarly, and then clicked on the space.

However, as soon as the space was loaded, Zhang Kun was stunned.

"Haohao, my mother has returned to Nanshan City, and when I wait for tomorrow, my mother will send the calligraphy and paintings to Xiaohai. What's more, the police uncles who were with my mother have also returned to their respective jobs, and from now on, there will be no more police uncles chasing you, and all the information and records have been destroyed, don't worry. Mommy is going to bed, good night, see you tomorrow. ”

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