Li Yingjun rolled over and over on the bunk, counted the sheep with his eyes closed, and when he counted one thousand and ninety-four, he finally waited for a precious text message from Gao Lu. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who are you?"

"I'm Li Yingjun."

Li Yingjun was familiar with the input method, while thinking: "It seems that you can't contact with a single line, as an important employee of the company, I don't know the mobile phone ...... of the contracted artist."

"It's uncle! Where are you? You can't really run away, right? ”

"What a runaway, really! Da Le thinks so...... Eighty percent was instigated by Gao Lu, right? Li Yingjun thought about it and texted back angrily: "Why don't you answer the phone?" ”

"It's a meeting, it's a shock."

"Why do you stay open until midnight?"

"Press conference! There are a lot of things to do after opening, and I don't care about looking at my phone! Uncle, you haven't said where you are! ”

The dazzling MMS made Li Yingjun's eyes sour: "I'm on the train and I'll be home tomorrow morning." ”

"Oh, got it."

"What do you mean by 'Oh, got it'? It's so bland, and it doesn't seem to mean to continue texting and chatting! Li Yingjun stared at the hateful characters jumping around in a daze, "I've been worrying about it for the past few days!" ”

Everything had to wait until he went back, Li Yingjun lay down sullenly again, and just when he finally fell asleep, he heard a cute bell again.

"Abominable ......"

Li Yingjun slapped it with his palm and found that the shape of his hand was not the usual round alarm clock with two ears, but a flat ...... Cell phone.

It turned out that Gao Lu could also send such a cute text message, and now Li Yingjun no longer feels that the characters on it are ugly.

"I lent Xiaoren's mobile phone to Dale."

Li Yingjun's elation lasted only half a minute.

Di Di Di Di ...... Li Yingjun rummaged through the address book of his mobile phone twice, and there was no Li Zhengren's number at all.

"Tell me my number."

Gao Lu didn't reply to the text message, and now she has fallen asleep with a big pillow without burden.

The sleepiness was gone, Li Yingjun couldn't sleep now, he sat by the window, listened to the monotonous click of the train, and watched the occasional flashing lights in the darkness outside the window.

Heaven had mercy on him again at four o'clock in the middle of the night.

Gao Lu rubbed her eyes, went to the bathroom and took her mobile phone to check the time, and found Li Yingjun's text message.

"Oh my God, Uncle Can't have contacted Da Le now, right?" Gao Lu looked at the phone and muttered: "Do you want to go back, I don't know if the uncle has slept...... Even if you don't sleep, if your phone rings, it will wake people up, right? He who will offend the wrath of the crowd...... But ......"

The precious number appeared on the screen of the mobile phone that Li Yingjun was clutching tightly.

Then Gao Lu received a reply message saying "Sorry for making you sleep".

"Uncle, you won't stay up waiting for me to send a number, will you...... Do you want to contact Dale now? Gao Lu muttered a few words, then yawned, "Forget it, I'm so sleepy, I don't care." ”

In fact, Li Yingjun did not dial Da Le, after repeatedly pressing the number key and pressing it to cancel, he lay down on the bed again and fell asleep sweetly.

--------I am a dividing line, support to watch together, warm my code word life--------

Li Yingjun stood on the platform, the sun was a little dazzling.

"Hello? Hello, who? ”

"Great joy."

"Dad...... Uh, my dad hasn't come back yet, Brother Ren. ”

"Huh?" Li Yingjun said: "Da Le, I am my father. ”

"That, Brother Xiaoren, my dad hasn't contacted us."

"Great joy! What happened to you? Li Yingjun was anxious: "Why can't you even hear my voice?" ”

"We can't go to the company now, and the reporters have come to the house. Brother Xiaoren, goodbye! ”

Reporter...... Li Yingjun hung up the phone.

Is Da Le still worried that my superborn father will be dug up and criticized by the media? Li Yingjun smiled, it seems that he has to find another time to contact them, but it seems that it is really not appropriate to show up in the short term, right? Does Dale himself have some understanding of this? Looks like you've grown a lot......

Li Yingjun sighed and touched his hair again: "Let's go and rent a house." ”

--------I am a dividing line, support to watch together, warm my code word life--------

Da Le put down his phone and leaned against the door with his arms crossed, staring at what was going on in the house.

"Da Le, come here." Erle led the other three children to whisper and wave in the corner outside the door.

"What?"

"Da Le, isn't what you're holding the mobile phone that Brother Xiaoren lent you?"

"Shh Dale looked at the busy group of people in the room vigilantly, and opened his mouth: "It's Dad." ”

"Daddy!" Wule shouted loudly.

The people in the room immediately looked out, and Da Le's eyes quickly pinched Wule.

"Wow! Father! Wow! Father! Wule began to cry.

The people in the room shook their heads.

"You're thinking about Dad, aren't you? They're pathetic, too. ”

"Isn't it bad for us to do this, it feels like we're rubbing salt on someone's wound." A reporter said timidly.

"Why are you still so naïve? Isn't it the duty and duty of journalists to reveal the truth? Even the reporter said.

"The truth? Maybe that's the truth...... I'm kind of convinced now. ”

"Nonono, I think they are lying repeatedly, after saying one, I can't cover it, and I will say another one at once, for this kind of child, how high can you expect them to have a moral index?" The one who spoke was the first female reporter who was lucky enough to be beaten by Da Le that day.

Even the reporter said: "There is no need to discuss this. Anyway, when the results come out, the truth will be revealed! The money for a laboratory test should not be spent in vain. ”

At this time, the four children glared at Wule together behind the door.

"We're going to protect Daddy, you know?"

Wule nodded tearfully, Da Le dragged him over and gently rubbed the place he had pinched just now: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt. They're speaking ill of us again. ”

"It's okay, they're punching themselves in the mouth." Dale looked at the people in the room with disgust.

"Actually, I hope it's fake......" Si Le blinked: "How good it is that Dad is a real dad." ”

"Four Joy ......" Da Le hugged them together.

"I want to, too." Dale said in his heart.

--------I am a dividing line, support to watch together, warm my code word life--------

Li Yingjun rented a decent house this time, although there is only one bedroom, but there is a bathroom, and even a small kitchen. After washing away the fatigue of several days of traveling, Li Yingjun easily took to the street and began the task of collecting newspapers.

Half an hour later, he returned to the house with a stack of newspapers, a baked cake in his mouth, a baked cake and a bag of soy milk, and sat on the edge of the table, intending to read the newspaper while eating breakfast leisurely.

Anyway, it's already like this, so it's better not to put too much pressure on yourself. Li Yingjun thought so, and his eyes glanced at the newspaper.

"Poof!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

"Bang dang!"

"Whoa!"

"Tick-tock."

"Oops!"

"Clanging in the box!"

If you want to make an explanation for the above sound, it is like this: Li Yingjun squirted out the baked cake in his mouth at the first glance of seeing the title, but the soy milk he drank choked his throat, and he knocked over the rice bowl in a violent cough, and the soy milk spilled out and flowed along the newspaper to the ground, so Li Yingjun lowered his waist and tried to wipe the floor with another newspaper, but the title he saw was also terrifying, he couldn't help but raise his head in shock, and hit the edge of the table hard, so the whole table turned over.

The current members of the FE group are not only poor and pitiful, but their life experience of being abandoned since childhood is even more tragic, and the "superborn father" who is criticized by everyone has also become a moral model. And the "superborn father" quietly left after the five children he raised walked into the halo, like a sad and great image.

Although some newspapers still questioned the FE group's statement, most of them apologized after the report, and did not forget to write some sensational and thought-provoking philosophical words in addition to the apology, which seems to be the usual magic weapon of the media.

What made Li Yingjun even more headache was that all the media who believed in the FE group published a small missing person notice in the back - "Dad, where are you!" ”

"Nineteen years of raising five abandoned babies...... Great Happiness ...... Is this true? Li Yingjun couldn't help but speak.

The house was empty, and no one answered him.

Li Yingjun held the newspaper in his hand.

Da Le was very sad the night he found out that he was not his real father, and now he is even sadder when he is forced to tell another secret that only he knows, right? Erle, this kid doesn't look usually very strong, but in fact, he is the most emotional...... Sanle, you can't cry like Sile...... Wule, hey, I don't know what kind of trouble it will be...... I hope there is no psychological shadow left. Li Yingjun picked up the phone, thought about it, and dialed another number.

"Gao Lu, well, I've arrived. I...... Won't be going back there for a while to live, well, outside. You and Xiaoren, take care of them for me. And also...... Let's get a mobile phone for Da Le. The loss of the journalist must be compensated, out of stock? I'll get in touch. Well, that's all. What's cool...... It's nothing...... There's nothing to say about that...... I'll go over when the company is clear, okay, goodbye. ”

There is really nothing to say, when asked by Gao Lu about the adoption, Li Yingjun could only support him, in fact, not only did he not know as early as Gao Lu, but he didn't know as much as Gao Lu.

After thinking about it, Li Yingjun picked up the phone again.

"Da Le, although I only know the situation, there will be no difference between the future and the present. Tell them too. ”

Da Le looked at the text message on the screen, and it was from the same number as the phone call just now.

In less than half a minute, a second text message came.

"I think you know."

Da Le smiled softly, and tears flowed out again.

"Da Le, why are you crying?"

"I'll see, I'll see, is it Dad?"

"Tell them...... Do you mean us? ”

"Did Dad just know that we hit someone and caused a lot of trouble...... Didn't scold us? ”

The four children gathered around Dale and shouted and shhh