She looked left and right, from the large shopping mall, after the supermarket was used to it, to the first time to such a primitive shopping mall, in the late seventies, early eighties, at this time the country was still very backward, even the things in the shopping mall, are all the same style, there is not much look, but for the current people, this is fashion, is fashion.

But here you have to abide by the rules of survival here, too far ahead, that is not beauty, but death.

She turned her face again, but her little lips couldn't help pursing, and a pair of black eyes were also cold, like a March breeze blowing, not warm, but cold.

Not far away, a man was holding a two- or three-year-old child, picking up clothes, the little girl didn't want this, that didn't want it, the man was still coaxing, and the woman seemed to say something to the little girl, the little girl was quiet, and the man put the little girl on the counter, and the woman took a pair of shoes to change for the little girl.

Sure enough, it is a warm family of three, except that the woman's face is not so familiar, and it is not so similar to her eyebrows and eyes.

What are you looking at? Tang Zhinian put his big hand on his daughter's little face, and she followed her daughter's line of sight, and soon her expression became exactly the same as Tang Yuxin's expression at this time.

He shielded his daughter's eyes with his own hand, and then picked her up with one hand.

His palms were very warm, but they were very rough, and Tang Yuxin's skin was a little painful.

At this time, Sang Zhilan felt that there were two unkind eyes looking at her from time to time, she turned her head with feeling, but when she saw Tang Zhinian's father and daughter, her face also changed, and she was a little at a loss, but the biggest thing was embarrassment.

"Mom, hug. ”

Wei Jiani stretched out her little hand for her mother to hug, but Sang Zhilan didn't hug her, so she cried.

is the same daughter, but when Tang Yuxin was less than a year old, she was raised by her father, and she is also a daughter, which can be seen from the small details.

What Sang Zhilan loves is Wei Jiani, as for Tang Yuxin, in Sang Zhilan's heart, it may be someone else's daughter.

Tang Zhinian's eyes were like knives at this time, he glared at Sang Zhilan a few times, and then carried his bag and strode out.

It's just that, suddenly, he stopped, as if he thought of something, and his face became even more ugly.

"Yu Xin, how did you know that you have a little sister?"

Tang Zhinian asked his daughter, it seemed that he was held in his arms by Sang Zhilan just now, and he called Sang Zhilan's mother, and he seemed to look like Sang Zhilan, and he remembered that Sang Qilan went out when Yu Xin was a few months old, and he didn't come back for more than a year, could it be ......

Tang Yuxin also scratched the corner of his clothes, knowing that Tang Zhi was beginning to doubt.

She lowered her eyelashes lightly, and said in a milky voice deliberately, "Mom said that the clothes were for the little sister of the uncle's family, and she said that the little sister was very pitiful, and there was no mother, but, Dad, where is the little sister of the uncle's family?"

Tang Zhinian hugged his daughter a little tighter, far away, "Xinxin, did you see your mother just now?"

Tang Yuxin shook his head, "I don't know, Xinxin doesn't remember my mother, the aunt just now looks like my mother, but it's not my mother, my aunt has other children." ”