A white shirt and black pants, simple and neat, indescribably sunny and handsome, gentle and elegant, Chang Mo flashed out from behind the luggage cart that covered most of the body size.

"Ah", jumping, Liu Miao greeted him.

The two people who had been separated for many days couldn't have any intimate actions in front of the public, just looked at each other and looked at each other, and then continued to move forward together until they stopped in front of Xiang Chunzao.

"Chang Mo, this is my mother. Looking at Chang Mo, who was ruddy, and then at his smiling mother, Liu Miao, who had always been free and handsome, was stunned.

"Hello Chang Mo, call me Auntie, welcome to your arrival. "The eyebrows are clear, the body is clean, and he is really a talent, and he is secretly happy in his heart, and he stretches out his hand while saying to the early spring.

"Hello Auntie, I'm Chang Mo. "Demure and dignified, relaxed, really gentle and generous, admired in my heart, and often stretched out my hand.

In this way, a polite light shake, looking at each other and smiling, completed the perfect first step of the first meeting.

Then, pushing the luggage, the three of them talked and laughed and walked towards the door.

God knows, whether it is the trick of fate or the arrangement, after turning a corner, Liu Zhiqiang and Wang Yanyan, who are still cold-faced, are coming.

It was close at hand, except for Chang Mo, several people held their breath, but they passed by as if they didn't exist.

"Chang Mo, the big inspection of our unit will last another day tomorrow, and your uncle has no time to accompany you. I met him before I came, and he asked me to tell you that you have not been back for long, and if you want to make your own arrangements, take advantage of your free time tomorrow. Yu Guang swept Liu Zhiqiang and Wang Yanyan, who had straight eyes, and tried his best to control his emotions in the morning.

"Oh, I see. The voice was extremely thick and tense, and he glanced at Liu Miao secretly, and Chang Mo responded.

Akimi, this voice... This voice was too similar to Qiu Shi's voice, turning his head to look at his daughter, frowning at Chunzao.

Hehe, you hear that? When I realized this, I was shocked. Receiving her mother's signal, Liu Miao instantly threw the unhappiness of meeting her father and Wang Yanyan to the back of her head, and turned her head with a pout: "Are you hungry?"

Barbecue? I heard Liu Miao boast about how cool the barbecue in her hometown was, and Chang Mo, who had eaten it a few times, couldn't help but be moved, and was just about to open her mouth to agree, when she suddenly felt that something was wrong, lowered her head and smiled, and didn't say whether to go or not.

This kid is not frizzy, he gave the ghost girl enough face, glimpsed the change in Chang Mo's demeanor, and added three points of goodwill to Chunzao's heart.

"What's the matter? Do you want to go? I'm afraid my mother has an idea?" Liu Miao beside him only cared about being happy, and didn't notice the subtle actions between the two of them.

"I just came back today, so I'll stay with my grandpa first. Chang Mo secretly pulled Liu Miao as he spoke, "Last time my grandfather was sick, I didn't rush back, and I never wanted to go." ＂

A child who is so sensible and has a heart, this is the most appropriate, he looked at Chang Mo, then at his daughter, and smiled at Chunzao: "Miao Miao, don't make trouble, Chang Mo is right, mainly the elderly, let's talk about eating barbecue tomorrow." ＂

"Mom, I know the size, look at how ignorant you say to me, am I your own child?" pouting and giggling, Liu Miao was secretly annoyed in her heart.

Oops, it's not as good as Chang Mo being careful, doesn't being so straightforward make the ghost girl lose face? Hearing her daughter's voice, Xiang Chunzao still smiled slightly: "You are not my own child, or you can't pick it up?"

"Mom, what are you doing? Leaning over, her big eyes flashed, and Liu Miao was coquettish.

Walking between the mother and daughter, Chang Mo, who lacks family warmth, quietly listens to their words, imagining that in the future life, such a scene will be the norm, and his heart can't help but be full of hope and yearning.

The road was smooth, accompanied by the cool evening breeze, and in the laughter and laughter, Chang Mo successfully arrived at the destination.

The two old men were already waiting anxiously, and when they met, they were counting and praising each other, hugging and patting, as if no matter what they did, they could not fully express their joy.

wiped the corners of his eyes, and it took a long time to react, and there was still Xiang Chunzao's mother and daughter standing next to him.

When acquaintances met, of course, they greeted each other, ten minutes passed, several shirks, and Xiang Chun had to withdraw from the morning, pulling his daughter to say goodbye and go out.

Raising his hand and looking at the time, it was already more than ten o'clock, yawning, driving the car, Xiang Chunzao finally had time to think of Han Qiushi, thinking about whether he was going well today, whether...

"Mommy, Mommy, don't slip away! It's time to turn a corner. Looking at the night, Liu Miao, who had been immersed in the joy of reunion, suddenly turned her head and suddenly found that her mother's gaze was frozen in another state.

I almost overdrove it, "oh", shook my head, woke up violently to the spring morning, slowed down, and turned in the direction of home.

"Mom, are you sleepy?" Straightening up, Liu Miao, who felt scared, no longer dared to secretly think about his own thoughts.

"Well, a little sleepy. In response, he shook his head again, and looked at Chun Zao to see a person standing at the door of the community, looking left and right.

"Dad!" the sharp-eyed Liu Miao cried.

"He... How could he come here?" a spirit, sleepy, suddenly jumped to Chunzao's throat.

"Crazy, isn't it? Mom, you see him staggering, he can't stand, is he drunk again? Yes, drunk again! Mom, how is this good?" staring at the figure that was getting closer and closer, Liu Miao patted his chest and shouted.

Yes, I'm drunk again! How is this good? My brain was messed up, and I braked on it, and Xiang Chunzao didn't understand why he stopped the car so easily.

"Early spring, Miao Miao, listen to me, I... I was wrong! I'm so blind, I'm... I really regret dying!" Lying in the car, drunk and hazy, Liu Zhiqiang recognized his ex-wife and daughter.

"You... What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you doing?" got out of the car, ran over a few steps and grabbed his father, who was about to slide to the side of the road, angry, distressed, resentful, emotionally intertwined, stomping his feet, Liu Miao cried.

"Miao Miao, my baby daughter is crying. Raising his head, Liu Zhiqiang whimpered and lowered his head again.

What should I do? What should I do? Looking at the father and daughter who were entangled next to the car, Xiang Chunzao opened the car door and was about to rush down, but the father and daughter were stuck outside, she couldn't open the car door at all, and wanted to climb out from the co-pilot's position.

What should I do? What should I do? I'm really useless! The six gods have no master, lying on the steering wheel, Xiang Chunzao is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Miao Miao, don't cry, I'm here. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my ears.

Slowly raised his head, straightened up, a flower in front of his eyes, tears ran wildly, Xiang Chunzao saw Han Qiushi standing in front of the car, and showed a warm and firm smile at her. [.]