"Have--" After a temporary entanglement, Geng Jianming was not a vegetarian, he suddenly remembered that the criminal police observer just now told him that Rong Zhihao and his son only ate a bowl of noodles, and he knew that Rong Zhihao was not stingy, but out of consideration for his son's stomach.

Facing Rong Anran's cunning gaze, Geng Jianming nodded and said, "Grandpa Geng forgot to bring a gift, is this okay?" Grandpa Geng invites you to eat - eat a big meal!" He is not a person who is willing to suffer, and he took the opportunity to change his generation.

"Really?" said in a tone of surprise, but Rong Anran's face didn't really show surprise, he pouted: "Dad just took me to eat"

"That's half a bowl of noodles! Your father is thinking about your stomach, so you'll have to eat after a while, right?" asked Rong Zhihao in the last sentence.

"Don't worry--" Rong Zhihao did not let down his vigilance, he was not afraid of something, but afraid of trouble.

Those who cultivate the truth need to be quiet and not be entangled in mundane affairs.

"We just want to know about Rong Anran......" Seeing Geng Jianming set his eyes on himself, Ba Yingjing said: "Because of Xiao Anran, I have doubts about my ability. ”

"This ......" Rong Zhihao didn't know how to answer.

"Can we sit down and talk? No matter what we talk about, we can chat as usual!" Geng Jianming said: "Is this good? Let's go eat buffet hot pot ......."

In the week of Rong Anran's accident, Geng Jianming had a certain understanding of Rong Zhihao's father and son, and he knew that their father and son rarely went to restaurants, but if they did, they would go to two poles, either roadside stalls or the most upscale restaurants.

He knew that Rong Zhihao, father and son, often had thousands of meals at a time, but the strange thing was that they never ate the same dish repeatedly, even if this dish was very delicious.

Seeing Rong Anran's face, showing disappointment, Geng Jianming smiled bitterly: "Because of my work, I can only take you there at most." ”

"I'll call you uncle, don't put yourself in the position of grandpa, it seems that you can't be grandpa. Rong Anran said.

"Why?"

This is a strange argument, at least that's what Ba Yingjing thinks.

Grandpa is grandpa, just like mom is mom, and there is no causal relationship with whether or not to do it.

Rong Anran glanced at Ba Yingjing: "It seems that your 'sister' is not qualified!"

"What's wrong? Why do you say that?" This time, Ba Yingjing was not teasing Rong Anran, she was really raising the question in her heart.

"There are two forms of generation: one is the blood imposed by God, so the mother we often see is not like the mother, and the grandfather is not like the grandfather, because they are also like you think, the grandfather is the grandfather, the mother is the mother, although they are blood relatives, but lack family affection!"

Is this what a seven-year-old said?

Rong Anran's words shocked Geng Jianming, and he was even more interested in this pair of father and son.

"Then what about the other kind?" Ba Yingjing wanted to laugh, laughing at herself for being so respectful to a child, but she didn't dare to laugh, because she was sure that she had never thought about this question, and she didn't know what the conclusion would be if she thought about it.

"The second type is you, one wants to be my aunt, the other wants to be my grandfather......"

While Rong Anran was talking, Geng Jianming discovered that although Rong Anran showed disdain from time to time, it was not their people who disdain, but what they did and their performance.

In the face of Rong Anran's disdain, Geng Jianming couldn't mention the slightest disgust, which made him feel very strange. He didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"This kind of generation is cultivated, and it needs to be recognized by both parties from the bottom of their hearts, and it needs to be nourished first!" Rong Anran said seriously.

"You mean, because we don't bring gifts, we can't have such seniority, but seniority is only because of age......"

"'If you have ambitions, you don't want to live a hundred years old', 'If you have a threesome, you must have my teacher', have you always heard these two sentences, right?" Before Ba Yingjing finished speaking, Rong Anran interrupted her: "Master, Changye, what does it have to do with age?"

Obviously, Rong Anran was a little impatient.

"Enron--" Rong Anran shouted softly but forcefully.

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Please don't mind!" Although Rong Zhihao is like a son in his heart, he hopes to end the conversation as soon as possible, but he understands that this is also a kind of cultivation and a kind of accession to the WTO; the problem is that the problems brought about by the two policemen are certainly not as simple as human feelings.

"An Ran is right!" Geng Jianming smiled: "The acquired generation is produced in the care of the elderly!"

"This kid, he is in the power of the strong!" Rong Anran explained helplessly, but he did not stop his son, because he knew that his son's heart needed nothing more than to be unrestrained.

Yes, just met, where is the time to love?

"Then let me express it, okay?" Geng Jianming didn't know how long he hadn't spoken in this tone, even if he faced his son at home, he was also serious and extremely serious, but now, he didn't feel aggrieved, but felt an alternative relaxation.

Although he is still wearing a police uniform, his official position and his identity have been put down at this moment, and he is like an ordinary grandfather facing his grandson.

"That'...... Okay!" Rong Zhihao promised with some difficulty.

Geng Jianming took them to the most expensive buffet hot pot restaurant in Yubing County, with 168 yuan per person.

At the dinner table, they didn't talk about anything, because it was too crowded to talk at all.

Fortunately, Rong Anran can eat very much, and no one else eats.

In fact, Rong Zhihao's worries are superfluous, cultivators, even if there is a little problem in the stomach, they can quickly repair themselves. Therefore, no matter how much his son eats, he does not stop it.

"Go to the tea room, I'll invite you to tea again!" After paying the bill, Geng Jianming warmly invited again.

"Okay!" Rong Zhihao knew that he couldn't hide, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Coffee!"

Because Rong Anran brought it up first, the four of them all asked for coffee.

But yes, I have just eaten big fish and meat, and drinking a cup of coffee is more nourishing to the stomach.

"Can you tell me how you saved Enron?" took a sip of coffee into his mouth, and Geng Jianming was no longer polite.

"I didn't save it, it was he who came back to life!" Rong Zhihao regained his usual smile.

"Did he come back to life on his own?" Obviously, Geng Jianming didn't believe it, he looked at Rong Anran, and then his gaze stayed on Rong Zhihao's face.

"Yes!" Rong Anran nodded affirmatively.

"Then what happened to him, why did he drift so far to the sea?" Geng Jianming asked two questions in succession.

"I also want to know this question!" Rong Zhihao said: "I never force him, when he wants to say, he will tell me." ”

Geng Jianming could hear that Rong Zhihao was warning himself that Rong Anran didn't want to say something, don't ask.

"But I'm obviously sure that he has ......" Ba Yingjing felt Geng Jianming's embarrassment, she took over the conversation, and wanted to explain that Ming must be dead, but thinking about it was inappropriate, she changed her words again, and said weakly: "He's already cold...... How do you know he's still ......" It's not appropriate to say anything, she had to say this, but the dead word, she finally didn't say it, because Rong Anran was alive in front of her.

"Your word 'cool' is very appropriate!" Rong Zhihao smiled, because he knew that his son's body at that time was already stiff and cold, and in science, this was an absolute death: "But I feel the existence of my son, perhaps, this is what science calls a special function." ”

"Do you have special abilities?" said Ba Yingjing in surprise.

"I don't know if I'm a special function, anyway, I just think my son is still alive, hehe-it should be a kind of induction, specific, I really can't express it. ”

"That'...... Brother An Ran, you were ...... at the time" Seeing that she couldn't ask anything, Ba Yingjing turned her target to An Ran again.

"I, I just felt the sky spin for a while, as if I had fallen into an abyss, and I didn't know it again!"

This sentence was not Rong Anran who came up with it himself, but he had seen such a description in the book.

"Then do you know why you're drifting so far? where you're there, but the sea is a dozen feet away--"

Geng Jianming asked the question he wanted to know.

"I don't know, I was playing on the beach, and a wave hit and washed me out, and then I lost my strength and fainted!"

Because Rong Anran is too simple, he can't lie at all, so Geng Jianming obviously feels that he is lying, not to mention that the video he has seen can also prove this, but he doesn't know how to ask the real situation, he feels that he has nothing to do.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Geng Jianming decided not to ask any more today, and he gave Ba Yingjing a look, so that she could get closer to Xiao Anran.

"Little brother An Ran, you said that you need a gift to be a sister, so tell me, what is your favorite? Sister will definitely bring it to you next time!"

"I don't even know what I like, and I still want to be my sister?" Rong Anran's words were full of dissatisfaction.

"But you should know that my sister just met you today, and you have to give her time?"

"No, I don't need anything!" Rong Anran's words were very cold, and even Rong Zhihao felt excessive, because he told his son that he must put a smile on his face, which is also a kind of cultivation.

"Enron--" Rong Anran called out again.

"Yes, Dad. Under his father's reminder, Rong Anran's face finally put on a smile, but his smile was full of loneliness and helplessness, which is not what a seven-year-old child has at all.

"An Ran, there is a sister here, don't be afraid!" Ba Yingjing understood Rong Anran's current performance as because of the fear of things at sea and had not yet recovered.

"I'm not afraid!"

Rong Anran's face, although he still had a smile, from his tone, it was obvious that he was lonely.

Yes, this is the loneliness of not even my father who understands his own mind.

"An Ran, do you have a phone? Can you tell your sister your phone number? My sister will come to play with you whenever she is free!" Ba Yingjing knew that the conversation between them should be over.

Rong Anran just smiled and shook his head: "I don't like people calling me!"

refused outright, which made Ba Yingjing a little unable to get off the stage, but she still took out a business card of her own from her pocket: "Okay, when you think of your sister, you can call your sister, okay?"

"Good!"

Rong Anran never called her sister from the beginning.

What Ba Yingjing didn't know was that in Rong Anran's heart, apart from his father, he didn't need any family affection, and he didn't have any other family affection, not even his mother.

"It's a strange father and son. After the breakup, Geng Jianming made a conclusion to the other party: "I didn't expect us to get nothing." He sighed helplessly.

"What secrets do they have, and why don't they tell them?" asked Ba Yingjing.

"That's exactly what I want to figure out!" Geng Jianming frowned.

What kind of father and son are they?

This question was in Geng Jianming's heart, and it couldn't be dispersed for a long time.

"Ying Jing, you want to find a way to have a good relationship with Rong Anran, and see if you can find out something useful from his mouth. Geng Jianming stopped and said to Ba Yingjing.

"Why, Director, is it really important?" Ba Yingjing knew that it would be good if the secret of the Rong family's father and son should be solved, but she didn't know why Director Geng gave her an order instead of an ordinary proposal.

"I have a sense that they may be related to UFO creatures......"

Geng Jianming used to be a criminal policeman, and as a criminal policeman, the sixth sense is quite keen.

"You mean......" Hearing Geng Jianming's words, Ba Yingjing was taken aback: "How could it be? That's an alien, isn't it...... Don't...... Director, you're saying they could be aliens?"