Hold and go?

Cheng Xiyan thought about the embarrassment of being slapped on the ass...... It's better to be free!

As Cheng Yihan came to a delicate small attic in the back hall, Cheng Xiyan was already tired and wanted to use a bed immediately.

Isn't this a little far? It's obviously very far, right?

Cheng Xi rubbed his little knees without a trace, and his heart was broken, I knew that it was so far away, I should have let the robot carry it all the way.

Noticing that Cheng Yihan had traces of his sideways, Cheng Xiyan quickly stopped with a thunderous momentum, so what appeared in Cheng Yihan's eyes was a villain who pretended to be indifferent.

"Yan Yan, you see this is the attic where your mother used to live, is it beautiful?"

Cheng Xiyan was very interested in looking left and right, and nodded pretendly, and said in a cold tone in Cheng Yihan's expectant eyes: "Second uncle, it's so dark, what do you want me to see?"

Cheng Yihan: "......"

Stupid, forgetting that it was dark and couldn't see anything clearly.

But since you can't see it clearly, why are you still looking so serious? Cheng Yihan's villain in his heart burst into tears.

Pushing open the door, the two walked around the spotless attic, and finally stopped in front of Cheng Yuhui's bedroom on the second floor.

Cheng Yihan lowered his head and asked, "Yan Yan, this is your mother's bedroom, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Cheng Xiyan raised his hand and gently stroked the lifelike pear blossoms engraved on the door, everything here looked so ordinary, as if no one had ever left, even the flowers in the vase in the corner of the hall were so vibrant.

Pushing open the door, Cheng Xiyan smiled, and tears fell with a smile.

It's so familiar, so familiar that even with her eyes closed, she can walk exactly where she wants to go, because ...... She grew up in this attic!

Father, Mu Yiteng, why are you willing to give up?

How much effort did it take you to recreate an identical attic before you ever entered the home?

Since you were able to do so for your mother at the beginning, how can you be willing to do it now?

Cheng Xiyan clenched his fists and shouted in his heart: Mu Yiteng, how can you give it up?

"Yan Yan, what's wrong, why are you crying?" Cheng Yihan squatted down anxiously to wipe the tears from Cheng Xiyan's face, and secretly blamed himself.

shouldn't take her around, although the cutie is very mature, but no matter how mature she is, she is just a five-year-old child who has never left her mother, and she will miss her mother when she suddenly sees something about her mother.

The tears in the corners of his eyes shone brightly under the light, wiping away the tears on his face, Cheng Xiyan said with a concerned and worried gaze: "Second uncle, I'm fine." ”

Yes, she's fine, she's going to get better, good enough to stand in the brightest place, so good that the light on her body invades his life everywhere, so that he can't avoid it!

"Second uncle, I don't want to leave, you carry me downstairs!"

Cheng Yihan squatted down silently, the little man lay on his back, tears wet his thin shirt, this child was more sensible than he imagined.

At Cheng Xiyan's insistence and Cheng Yihan's compromise, he chose a bedroom.

After the bedroom was chosen, the robot that did not move when it entered the attic began to get busy.

Dressing up the bedroom, making the bed, and even getting clothes that I don't know when they're ready, bits and pieces.

Cheng Xiyan and Cheng Yihan sat in the hall eating fruits and admiring the beautiful posture of the robot all the way around.

"Yan Yan, will you be afraid of living alone?"

"No, I have a robot with me. Cheng Xiyan shook her head, when she was in Mujiazhuang, Mu Yiteng couldn't wait to put Cheng Yuhui in her pocket and take it with her, so she was used to it for a long time, and she was not a five-year-old doll who didn't know anything, and she was more free to live alone.

Cheng Xiyan didn't care what he said, but when he heard it in Cheng Yihan's ears, he became extremely sad, and with distress, he took out something from his pocket and handed it to Cheng Xiyan: "Yan Yan give." ”

Cheng Xiyan tilted her head, her eyes lit up, and Cheng Xinyi's little beauty appeared in the palm of her wide and thick palm with the same "mobile phone".

After taking the "mobile phone", the cold touch stimulated the somewhat confused brain to wake up instantly, Cheng Xiyan looked at it carefully and asked, "Second uncle, what is this?"

"It's a telegraph. Afraid that Cheng Xiyan didn't understand what the telegraph meant, Cheng Yihan stretched out his arm, exposed the communicator on his wrist and said: "It's this kind of communicator, what you are holding in your hand is a children's communicator newly invented by our Cheng family." ”

Cheng Xiyan said "oh" with an indifferent face, lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the mobile phone in his hand, oh no, it's a communication machine.

Cheng Yihan sat next to him and looked at this scene with a smile on his lips, he knew that Cheng Xiyan would like it.

Wearing a communication device will produce a trace amount of radiation to the human body, which is not harmful to adults, but it still has a certain impact on children, so it is forbidden for minors under the age of 16 to wear it globally.

The radiation-free children's communication machine for teenagers held by Cheng Xiyan is the result of repeated tests by several generations of the Cheng family.

As one of the research doctors, Cheng Yihan only took out two children's communication machines, which shows how precious they are.

At that time, Cheng Xiyan didn't know how precious the children's communication machine in her hand was, she thought that Cheng Xinyi also had one in her hand, so she thought it was the kind that everyone had one.

It wasn't long before she learned from a press conference that only 7,000 were made in the world due to the scarcity of materials used to suppress the radiation of children's communicators, and she realized how precious what she was holding. What is more precious is this piece of pampered heart.

The methods used in all electronic products are similar, and Mu Xiyan fiddles for a few minutes and is almost familiar with the operation process of the communication machine.

As expected, the communicator is used in the same way as a mobile phone, but it is more advanced than the mobile phone on Earth.

For example, a mobile phone dial-up must first go through a variety of signal channels to become a signal with a uniform format, and then it is transmitted through radio waves.

The communication machine is much simpler, just connect the communication machine that uses the satellite connection to call. It can be seen that the technology of the star has developed to the point of perfection.

At the same time, the work of the robot is also coming to an end.

"Second uncle, do you know how to contact my mother?" Cheng Xiyan held up the communicator and shook it in front of his eyes.

She had just checked the address book, and there was no connection signal from her mother.

Cheng Yihan shook his head and said with a somewhat depressed expression: "After your mother left the Cheng family, your grandfather forcibly damaged your mother's satellite signal, and at the same time cut off all contact with your mother, we can't contact her, even if your mother changes the communication equipment and actively connects to our communication machine, there will be no response." ”