After meeting Wang Chao, Lao Qiao returned to Hong Kong City. Qiao Lin waited for a few days, didn't wait for any big news, and was slightly disappointed - probably Wang Chao didn't take that news to heart!

That's fine, at least I don't owe her anything. Before Sun Ruiyang came back, Qiao Lin told him that a very good college classmate was getting married, and she was going to be a bridesmaid again.

"Xiucai, I heard my sister say that if you are a bridesmaid more than three times, you can't get married. ”

Jolene expects the answer - no more than three times, and in a few months it will be someone else's turn to be your bridesmaid. As a result, Sun Ruiyang replied to her: "Feudal superstition, how can you not get married?"

Not getting the answer she wanted, Jolene puffed out her cheeks and let out a sigh.

However, Sun Ruiyang then replied: "Your little nephew is so cute, when I see him, I especially want to take him home." Jolene, let's have such a cute baby in the future!"

Jolene's depressed mood immediately cleared, don't look at him still full of worries, he still thinks about getting married and having children.

The summer vacation is coming soon, and Qiao Lin has made an appointment with Little Bell a long time ago to take her to see the giant pandas, and she also wants to see Qiao Bowen. But Qiao Bowen is still with his grandparents, and these two places are separated by thousands of miles, so I am afraid that I can only go to one place.

The little bell said carefree: "Then pick up the little commander and go to see the giant panda together!"

"It's too far away, and my aunt doesn't have that much time. If you could only choose one, would you choose the little commander, or the giant panda?"

"Little Commander and Panda!"

The little bell stuck out her tongue and smiled innocently, not at all embarrassed. In fact, Qiao Lin wants to see her little nephew more than a giant panda.

Summer is coming, and the streets of Port City are bustling with activity. There are more and more grandparents blowing the sea breeze on the streets, and as long as they see Qiao Bowen, they will inevitably ask: "Commander, when will your father come back?"

"I don't know. ”

"Your dad is a big hero, is he going back to Hong Kong City?"

"I don't know!" replied Jobven, he really didn't know, and he didn't care.

After living in Hong Kong City for more than half a year, he has grown a lot. In this seaside city, seafood can be eaten in pots. He likes to eat prawns, and his grandparents often make him a big pot, and he likes to nibble on clams, and his grandfather can make several kinds of tricks for him, and he eats them deliciously.

He also likes to eat conch, but he can't bite the conch meat, so his grandfather chopped the conch meat, and then cooked noodles for him with fresh vegetables. The noodles that his grandfather made for him were so fragrant that he could eat a bowl of soup by himself without being fed by an adult.

"Hey, the little guy eats so well, and has the demeanor of his father. ”

Grandpa often said this, and he got used to it. His mom sent him a lot of clothes and soon he was small. His grandmother said, "Hey, when your dad was an adolescent, his pants were often short, and you really look like your dad!

No matter when, grandparents are three sentences without leaving Dad. Qiao Bowen listened too much, and gradually became unconvinced: "Dad is Dad, I am me!"

The milky voice was milky, and it was loud, which made everyone laugh. Although Qiao Bowen refuted this, his grandparents often talked about it, and he didn't forget his father, and vaguely knew that his father was a very popular hero. Although they have been separated for nearly a year, his impression of his father is only a vague figure.

Jo Bowen thrived, and with it came skin to heaven and earth, of course, exactly like his father. When he was having dinner with his grandfather, he also learned the rules of the wine table, and every time he had a family gathering, he would raise his glass and say, "Grandpa, I'll have a drink with you first, and I wish you health, and grandma, I'll drink another one with you, and I wish you health." ”

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A milky little doll who has not dried up, and has learned the rules of drinking in Hong Kong City. Li Lanzhi didn't think this was a good thing, but Qiao Bowen was cute and cute, and she couldn't bear to reprimand.

After the summer vacation, Qiao Bowen is going to kindergarten, whether to send him to his mother or continue to stay in Hong Kong City, the adults in the family have not yet decided. When Old Joe was distressed, he would tease him: "Commander, do you want to go back to your mother?"

Qiao Bowen just lowered his head to play with toys and said, "I like grandparents." ”

Old Qiao's heart was overjoyed and continued to tease him: "Then don't you want your mother?"

"Then let Mom come over!"

His mother was alone with his little sister, without a single relative, and had to be busy with her own career, which was very hard. When Lao Qiao just returned to Hong Kong City from Beijing, he thought of Qiao Lu and Wen Jing, and he couldn't let go of either side. It would be great if Qiao Nan and his family could return to Hong Kong City, at least he could take care of both children.

Seeing that his grandfather was worried, the little commander said again: "Why don't you bring my sister over!"

Old Joe laughed, touched his grandson's head, and said, "You're such a clever little ghost! Forget it, let's talk about it when your father comes back!"

Qiao Bowen is not very sensible, but under the bombardment of adults in turn, he also understands that "Dad is back" will become an important node, and many things in the family have to wait for "Dad to come back" to make a decision.

But his impression of his father is indeed very vague, and he is also very perfunctory in occasional videos with his father. His grandparents did ideological work for him and asked him to talk to his father more. In late June, Qiao Bowen reluctantly chatted with his father for a while, and soon said, "What's wrong with Dad's eyes?"

Hearing him say this, the old couple realized that something was abnormal, yes, so decent, why did Qiao Nan keep blinking? Qiao Nan said truthfully: "The climate here is too dry, and the eyes are a little uncomfortable. Wen Jing brought me a lot of eye drops, you don't have to worry. ”

hung up the video, and the old couple praised Qiao Bowen again: "Oh, I said I didn't care about my father, but your eyes were good, and I could see at a glance that my father's eyes were uncomfortable." ”

Qiao Bowen rubbed his nose and didn't take it to heart. Grandpa often showed him pictures of his father, who had a gun on his body and sunglasses, he thought it was cool, and he wanted to be like his father, so he pestered his grandfather to buy him a gun.

Old Joe couldn't resist him, and just as summer was coming, he bought him a water gun. Qiao Bowen was overjoyed, and under the guidance of his grandfather, he kept changing his shooting position. He also asked his grandfather to take a picture of him and send it to his father.

"Grandpa, you must take a picture and let Dad see, who is cool between the two of us!"

Old Qiao smiled and sent it over, and Qiao Nan replied: "Qiao Bowen, you are indeed very cool, wait for Dad to go back and teach you to shoot in a lying position, okay?"

Qiao Bowen touched his ears, he obviously couldn't understand what his father was saying. But Dad made an appointment with him again, and he was still very happy. He jumped and jumped at home, sprayed water everywhere in the house with a water gun, and hurriedly fell asleep on the bed before his grandparents got angry.

After sending away the students who came to class and packing up Qiao Bowen's toys, Li Lanzhi finally sat down to catch his breath. But not long after I sat down, there was a sudden cry in the room.

Qiao Bowen hadn't cried so much for a long time, Li Lanzhi was taken aback, and rushed over with an arrow. Jo Bowen sat on the bed and cried very sadly. Li Lanzhi coaxed for a long time, but he didn't say anything, just cried in his grandmother's arms.

He didn't dare to say it, he had a nightmare, a nightmare that his dad could no longer teach him to shoot.