Chapter Thirty-Seven: It's True

Si Ling drove back, and when he drove to the driveway in front of his house, he was already in a hurry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info According to the temper of the father and mother, no matter which one of them, it is estimated that there is already an ambush on this road, at least one of them has reported the news, seeing the figure of the second lady, as soon as she pulls the signal rope, a flash of lightning and thunder will rush out of the house.

As a result, this short lane was too peaceful.

Si Ling's heart was furious, and further on, the next person opened the door and parked the car for her, with a look of "trouble, but we don't dare to talk too much". Si Ling didn't ask him, and stepped into the door of the building with a heart.

An arm stretched out from the stab and wrapped it around her shoulders to take her around.

Si Ling was unsteady on his feet, and fell directly on him, just about to shout, how could he feel that this arm was so familiar? Then the taste was recognized. The smell is also familiar.

Indescribable, kind, Sixiao's taste.

Si Xiao's thin big hand rubbed Si Ling's hair, moaning and complaining: "It's really cut like this!" I also exaggerated for them. ”

His back was against the wall, Si Ling fell into his arms, his chin was on top of his head, full of breath and wrapped in his smell, his nose was sour for no reason, and he said in a muffled voice: "Have you grown taller again?" ”

"Duh!" Si Xiao scolded, "What crazy are you talking about?" ”

Si Ling also smiled, looked up at him, and asked, "Why did you come back suddenly?" ”

It can't be for her hair, and the Shenxing Taibao seems to have rushed back!

"As you know, we've shifted our research direction to medicine. To make a new machine, you need to contact the hospital in Shanghai. Si Xiao said, "Professor Zhao sent me to do it, and as soon as I got home, I heard that you had made such a big incident." Pulling her up the stairs, he suddenly saw blood on the placket of her clothes, and his hand shook: "-Where did the blood come from?" ”

It was the blood of Jiang Churen's right sleeve that stained her clothes. It was originally a red clothes, but with blood, Si Ling himself didn't realize it, looked down, and was annoyed: "This dress is ruined." -- What about the mother? ”

Sixiao begged her: "Mother ran away from home. ”

Si Ling gasped.

"Now that I know I'm scared, why didn't I want to at that time?" Si Xiao pushed her.

Then...... I thought about it at the time, what kind of impulsive teenager is it called? Si Ling laughed: "You persuaded your mother to come down?" ”

"Mother is still playing cards. When I came back, I was in a mess and was in a hurry to report to my wife. I thought, unless I send out to patrol the house, I won't be able to find you for a while, and it is useless to make her old man afraid. Besides, you're at most embarrassed, so you don't kill people and set firesβ€”"

Si Ling glanced at Si Xiao. Si Xiao smiled and continued: "Let's let you go, you know the severity, you will always come back." As he spoke, he had reached the third floor, "My father came back first, and I can't hide this from him." He's in the study now, you go and take care of it. Lowered his voice, "If you get your father done, your mother might as well do it, do you understand?" ”

It's like when she was a child, Si Ling took the exam and made a cheat sheet, Si Xiao played her a chestnut, and then helped her cover up.

Si Ling's heart was warm, and when he knocked on his father's door, he raised his hand in the air, and asked Si Xiao in a low voice: "You tell you the truth, how ugly is it for me to cut this hair?" ”

Si Xiao looked at Si Ling, and there was already an answer in his eyes. Regardless of the popular vision, he sees her very well anyway, as well as she sees herself. Si Ling pursed his lips and smiled, knocked on the door, three times, tuk, tuk.

When the adjutant and the soldiers want to enter the commander's door, they knock on the door in a proper manner.

In the past, Si Ling wanted to find his father, how could there be such a rule. It is a mistake to use the etiquette of a soldier to knock on the commander.

No one answered inside, the door was hidden, Si Ling looked at Si Xiao, Si Xiao nodded, and Si Ling pushed the door in.

The structure of this study is one in one set and one in one. Outside, there is a small reception room, separated by a glass sliding door, and behind the door is the formal study, and there is a small room in the formal study - not to mention it, in short, through the glass door, Si Ling saw his father's figure, and he definitely didn't sleep, and the reason why he didn't answer seemed to be angry. She knew the rules of admitting her mistakes, first lowered her hands and punished herself, and when she lowered her head, she saw the blood on the placket, which was really an eyesore, and she was afraid that her father would see it again, so she quietly lifted it up to see, and the white shirt under her head was not stained, so she went to the side and took off the women's blouse first.

A scolding came out of the door: "What are you doing with ghosts and ghosts? ”

Si Ling kicked off the long skirt that was in the way, jumped back in front of the glass door and stood with her hands down, and said at the same time: "Report to the handsome, tidy up your clothes!" ”

"By this time, I'm going to tidy up a fart!" Chen Dashuai continued to scold.

Si Ling obediently listened to the training.

Chen Dashuai took a breath: "Come in!" ”

Si Ling moved the door and entered, Chen Dashuai stretched his eyes violently, and saw a young man with refreshing short hair, beautiful eyebrows, and a heroic and upright appearance in front of him, as if he had seen himself many years ago......

No, no, when he was a young man, he was still a robber in rags, and later he became a warlord, and he was in the prime of life. Standing here is his child, who has inherited his dream, and who has come back boldly but without losing his responsibility to receive the lesson.

Chen Dashuai remembered the role he had played and continued to keep his face straight. Although Si Ling hung her head, she used her instinct to sniff out the loose atmosphere, and she was suddenly much more relieved. In short, Chen Dashuai scolded first, and Si Ling listened honestly. Chen Dashuai scolded almost enough, so he asked, "Will you dare in the future?" Originally, it was just a formality, and it would be good if he didn't dare to answer, but Si Ling hesitated and said honestly: "But I like it." I want to cut it in the future. ”

Chen Dashuai blew his beard and glared: "Still want to?" Look, it's pissing your mother off! Do you still want to?! ”

Si Ling was depressed: "Why is she so angry?" It's a really comfortable hairstyle, and it doesn't hurt anyone. ”

"You're in the way of other people's eyes!"

"If it's an eyesore, don't look at it! How can their eyes interfere with my own hair! Si Ling twisted his neck. This is a stalemate. Fortunately, Chen Dashuai took advantage of her weakness: "Don't look at you when you tell your mother, right?" She's angry and won't do anything to you, right? ”

This one...... Si Ling lowered his head and felt the heavy dilemma of "the world is safe and has the law of both, and it lives up to the truth".

Chen Dashuai propped his elbows on the edge of the table, rubbing his brand-new gold pen in his hand, and aimed at Si Ling. Tough boy - no, strong girl, but good is a dutiful, brave and kind child...... Uh-uh, now isn't the time to spoil her! He stiffened his face and said, "If you know it's wrong, let's go back first, I won't tell your mother about the car first, and as for the hair, you can weigh it yourself!" ”

Si Ling was pardoned and retired. Chen Dashuai threw away the golden pen, sank his body deep into the chair, and thought: This bastard boy...... This little daughter, who had his blood on her body, gave her a part of his man, so she almost looked like one of his sons! How many sons did he have in his life? The eldest son reads and reads really well, which is really better than him, but to this extent, it seems that he is not his son, and he will probably be a well-dressed scholar in the future, and it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, who was born as a warlord. The third son, stupid is a little stupid, but fortunately, he is enthusiastic and energetic, I thought that he could be calmer when he grew up and inherit his career, right? Alas, who knows that it is a wild seed! Aizhu's slut screamed and hit the sky, he is not a fool, how can he believe it. Of course, the wife must have done something in the middle...... Help the slut to be exposed. The soldier is not tired of deceit, and when he is a wife, he should help him look at the inner house, and this permission is deserved-alas, in short, he wants to see his son run around like a bull like him in his lifetime, but he can't see it, but his daughter ...... Chen Beier's little chubby girl don't mention her, Si Ling...... Si Ling is different. If he could, he would have watched her put on the uniform he had prepared for her, riding horses, shooting guns, and fighting. But what her mother said was right, she was a daughter after all, she was too reckless, she wanted to cause gossip, and it was good to teach a lesson!

It's good to teach a lesson...... He sank into his chair, a gentle smile of approval on his lips.