The three dwarf seedlings were clearly freshly planted, and the soil around them was soft and watered.

The green leaf buds are only the size of thumb nails, fleshy, oily and tender, and after watering, they are like a little baby who has drunk milk, which is very cute.

A new life is always full of hope and joy.

Zhan Xingchuan put Zhan Ruijue here, and he waved the small shovel in his hand, and patted the loose soil around each seedling, very diligent.

"Sure enough, it was my son, who was smart and capable. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ran Xixi, who originally had a shallow smile on his face, couldn't help but roll his eyes: Can this man not always praise himself when praising his children?

As soon as Zhan Ruijue heard Zhan Xingchuan's praise, he suddenly became more powerful, waving a small shovel to press the soil solidly, and a layer of water appeared on the door of the cerebellum.

Ran Xixi was afraid that he would get cold from the wind, so he hurriedly took out a tissue from his bag and gently wiped Zhan Ruijue's forehead.

Her movements fell under Zhan Xingchuan's eyes, and a strange thought suddenly rose in his heart: Why is she not the child's biological mother? If so, will many contradictions be easily solved? If the adult world can have half of the child's innocence, maybe there will be countless troubles, and things will not be as chaotic as they are now.

Ran Xixi wiped Zhan Ruijue's face and asked softly, "Is it the call that the janitor gave you?"

She didn't believe that things could be so coincidental, she had just arrived on the front foot, and Zhan Xingchuan would soon arrive.

He snorted twice, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but still admitted: "He is also afraid of accidents, after all, there is a big house there, everything has been moved out, and only an old man is left." ”

Ran Xixi didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, she stood up, turned the tissue in her hand into a ball, and threw it into the trash can in the small garden.

"Rui Rui, go wash your hands, there is cake to eat. Auntie will go to work with your dad first, and then come back to play with you later, okay?"

She took a look at Zhan Ruijue's scalp, the child's metabolism speed is fast, only a few days of effort, the new hair has grown, a fluffy piece, or it won't be long before there is any difference between that piece and the surrounding scalp.

He nodded, and when he heard that there was cake to eat, he was very excited, and ran to wash his hands.

As soon as Ran Xixi turned around, he saw Zhan Xingchuan staring at the three small seedlings.

"Did you find anything?"

She didn't want to pay attention to him, turned around and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, he reached out and grabbed her, and Ran Xixi had to follow Zhan Xingchuan's line of sight: "What's wrong?"

Frowning, she really didn't see anything wrong.

"These two are next to each other, and this one is alone, alone?"

Zhan Xingchuan asked puzzled.

Boring question!

Ran Xixi shook his hand and said as he walked: "I'll wait for you in the study, you can quickly bring my things." ”

Soon, the two of them came to the study one after the other.

Walking into the study, Ran Xixi looked around, the furnishings and layout here were almost not much different from those back then, except that a newer style of computer was replaced, and a children's bookcase was added, stuffed with small picture books, which should be prepared for Zhan Ruijue.

"Where's the stuff?"

She stood still, urging again.

Zhan Xingchuan walked to the filing cabinet in front of the other wall, entered the password, and took out a large thick stack of paper from inside.

Facing the afternoon sunlight thrown in from the window, Ran Xixi could clearly see it, and with his movements, dust flew around. At first glance, you could tell that they were old, and the pages were slightly curled and yellowed, and they smelled of decay.

With some difficulty, he cradled them in his arms and placed them on the desk beside him.

The moment it was released, dust rose everywhere, almost choking Zhan Xingchuan's head and face.

He was a little embarrassed, coughed violently a few times, and stretched out his hand towards Ran Xixi: "Give me a tissue, I know you have it." ”

She just wiped Zhan Ruijue's sweat with a tissue, and he was on the side, so even if Ran Xixi lied and said no, it wouldn't work. It was just a tissue, she secretly persuaded herself, bowed her head and gave it to him.

Zhan Xingchuan had to inch in: "My hands are all dusty, I'm afraid of rubbing into my eyes, you can help me wipe it." ”

Ran Xixi's face turned white, threw a soft tissue into his face, and responded coldly: "Do you like to wipe it!"

He had no choice but to stretch out his hand and wipe the ashes off his face stupidly.

Compared with Zhan Ruijue, his treatment is really 108,000 miles worse, Zhan Xingchuan thought silently, it seems that he has to ask that stinky boy for advice another day, how to win the favor of women, especially this woman.

Even if you don't get her favor for the time being, at least you have to avoid cold words and raise your eyebrows. If it were someone else, he would have turned his face a long time ago, but it was her, who let him take care of the loss, plus his weak heart, he could only bear it.

Ran Xixi took another tissue, covered her nose, walked to the window, and opened a slight slit to let the air in.

Then she walked back to her desk and reached open the top file.

After a quick glance, the top stacks were all original documents of Diao's internal reform in the eighties of the last century. I have to say that although Diao Chengxi eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, and does everything, when he was young, he was still very savvy and courageous in business. Otherwise, he would not have made the foundation created by his father bigger and stronger by himself alone, blocking the mouths of other side branches in the entire family. Otherwise, the Nanping Qiu family would not have agreed to marry their good little daughter to Zhonghai all the way, not because they had taken a fancy to Diao Chengxi's young and promising people.

It's just that the older he gets, the more confused he becomes, and the more he indulges in pleasure and chases the pleasure of **. In addition, with the development of the market economy in today's era, it is no longer as easy to make money as in the past, the possibility of speculation has been greatly reduced, and the competition in the same industry has been greatly strengthened.

Therefore, Diao's will be so easy to worry about internal and external troubles.

"Ahem, you take your time, to be honest, I'm not interested in these things at all, they were all given to me by the moving workers, I didn't even look at it, it was so dirty, it was all dust. ”

Zhan Xingchuan covered his nose, coughed non-stop, and had a runny nose.

"You go out, it's dusty here, stay any longer, your sensitive rhinitis should be done again." ”

Ran Xixi casually flipped through a page and blurted out.

As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered, why did she remember this scumbag so well? What does it matter to him whether he commits rhinitis or not, he has a runny nose until his whole body is dehydrated!

Thinking like this, Ran Xixi's hands were forced, and the thin and brittle document paper was turned over with a loud click.

Where she couldn't see, Zhan Xingchuan's eyebrows were crooked.

After all, two people have lived together for so long, and some things are hard to forget, especially the small details of life. It's like, he actually remembers so many of her small movements, little fetishes, put in his brain as if they took root, lingering.

"I'll stand by the window. ”

He said angrily, and as soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed.

The sneezing started and stopped, so with Zhan Xingchuan's sneezing one after another, Ran Xixi actually turned over the marriage certificate of Diao Chengxi and Qiujing in that pile of old things.

The marriage certificate in the 80s is very different from the current one, it is square, a large piece of paper, with the name and date written on it, etc., and a photo of the two of them is pasted, which is already a color photo.

The two people in the photo have green eyebrows and eyes, but there is a hidden smile.

Especially Diao Chengxi, his face is full of vitality, and his facial features are also quite three-dimensional and beautiful, which is completely different from the appearance that has been completely hollowed out by wine, it is like two people.

Zhan Xingchuan also leaned over to take a look: "Your parents' marriage certificate is actually here." ”

Ran Xixi couldn't help but recall the scene on the day he went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures with him, and couldn't help but be angry, and immediately put the things in his hand, put his face on his face, and continued to look at the things on his face.

I don't know why she changed her face, Zhan Xingchuan was bored, and he sneezed again.

Soon, Ran Xixi found Diao Ranran's birth certificate, the first 100-point exam paper in elementary school, and she made a birthday card for Diao Chengxi and other things, and it can be seen that in fact, many years ago, the relationship between their father and daughter was still very harmonious. The turning point should probably be that after Qiujing's death, many things accumulated together, completely erasing the last family relationship between them.

Immediately afterwards, a handwritten prescription caught Ran Xixi's attention.

The creases on the paper were very obvious, and if she guessed correctly, it should have been folded and opened repeatedly. There were a few lines of scribbled handwriting on the paper, and the inky blue fountain pen water had faded over the years, and it had turned light gray, and her eyes widened to vaguely distinguish it, probably the name of the medicine, and how many grams were left behind.

Seeing that she was holding a piece of paper, comparing it to her eyes, and looking at it for a long time, Zhan Xingchuan couldn't help but ask curiously, "What did you find?"

Although he hated him, Ran Xixi still felt that one more person might be able to see something, so he handed him the paper and said softly: "Can you understand the words on this?"

Like a ghost drawing, she barely recognized three or five words, which was already the limit.

Zhan Xingchuan is not as good as her, and he didn't see any of them, but he had another way.

"When you encounter this kind of handwriting that ordinary people can't read, you should find a doctor, there is no ligatures that they can't read. Wait for me to take pictures and ask your GP. ”

With that, he took out his mobile phone, faced the light, took a picture of the words on the paper, and passed it to the doctor.

After sending it over, Zhan Xingchuan typed another line of words: What is this? Can you see it? What is it for?

Within five minutes, there was a phone call.

"Mr. Zhan, where did you get that piece of paper? Who gave it to you? Who is sick? Don't eat it according to that recipe! The more you eat, the weaker you become, the weaker you become, especially women! If you don't do it, you will die of eating!"

The doctor shouted anxiously over there.

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