"Dad," Zhen Di yawned, lifted her foot and slid off the back of the sofa, knelt behind Dad, put her arm around his neck, and put her head on his right shoulder, "Thank you." ”

"Thank me for what? Thank you for being knocked by you again? ”

Watson patted Zhen Di's little hand and couldn't help laughing.

"Look at you, Dad, you—I believe this is not your truth—who are you? You are an unsung hero for the benefit of the villagers. Zhen Di looked excited, raised his head and reached out to pat his father's shoulder, "However, you don't have to thank me, I have made you - yes, but the fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, and I don't want you to thank you, you just need to know in your heart." "Yes, yes, yes—I, I have to remember the kindness of your little family, and from now on, when the liver and brain are all over the place, I will not hesitate to say—"Hey, girl, you can fool your father, but daddy seems to- a little masochistic, and kind of enjoying your fooling-" Peanut. Seeing her father say this, Zhen Di was a little less at ease, she fell back on her father's shoulder, and fluttered her nose, "You don't know, how bad the road in the countryside is, and the soil there is very loose, and it will be washed away at every turn. "You're saying -- Dad's four million is less?" Watson tilted his head to see Zhen Di, there seemed to be something wrong with this baby, his voice seemed to be less shrill, and he used to seem to have hung his head on his shoulder, but today - her little mouth seemed to be about to reach his ear, Watson's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, couldn't it be ・・・・・・ "No, Dad, your company still has to run-" Zhen Di didn't notice the change in Dad's expression, and said to herself, "Look, Dad, although your company is mainly involved in food, But they have more or less to do with other fields, and you know a lot of people, right? Zhen Di said as he spoke, moved his feet, slipped off the sofa, and passed in front of Watson with his slippers - how to tell his father, ask him to hold a fundraiser, he has always regarded himself as high, refused to ask for help, and only wanted to do a good job of Zhen's food, will he accept it calmly - die or die, Zhen Di, when have you been like this mother-in-law and mother-in-law, thinking of the faces of the villagers who have experienced the vicissitudes of life, Zhen Di gritted his teeth, "Dad, you see, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, Uncle Wang・・・・・・ they are all in the automobile industry." , the clothing industry - the big bosses of these industries, if you let them all ・・・・・・ Dad, Dad, have you listened to me, don't cry, don't cry, no--forget it-" Zhen Di turned around, the scene in front of her stunned, Watson's father was in tears, looking at himself stupidly-"Good, don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong with you, no, the doll is going to cry too-" Zhen Di held his father in his arms, and his little hands kept stroking the back of his head, and his father never revealed it in front of him, Such a painful expression, it's like-like--ohs, Dad, I won't say it, I won't say it, it's all the doll, it's the doll, it's not good, you don't want to ask for someone, let's not ask for it・・・・・・" Doll-you, you--I-" Realizing his gaffe, Watson stabilized his mind, gently pushed the doll away, bent down and grabbed the skirt of the doll's nightdress, and pulled it straight down, "Look-" "Ah, my skirt is short?" Following her father's gaze, Zhen Di buried her head, and after a few seconds, she raised her head and looked at her father with her mouth wide open, this off-white silk nightdress, but I only bought it last month, I remember that it was more than my knee at that time, but now it has risen to the distance of a punch above my knee - is it - I have grown taller? Or is the skirt shrinking? "Come, doll, dad will measure you—Watson took a white wet tissue from the coffee table, wiped away a handful of tears, pulled the doll, and almost as soon as he ran into the exercise room, he was about to carry her to the electronic altimeter—"I'll do it myself." I couldn't tell if it was surprise or fright, but in the panic, Zhen Di's right foot touched the bottom of the plate, and her footsteps fell, and she fell first, and she hurriedly held on to the plate bar, and then stepped on it steadily・・・・・・"1. 52 meters! "It's amazing! Zhen Di's small mouth has become a 0-shape, no wonder she is so sleepy these days, it turns out that she is growing her body・・・・・ "It's too fast, really, doll, I really didn't expect it, you-do you have someone you like?" "Dad spoke incoherently, and inexplicably revealed a suppressed excitement - the one you like? Zhen Di's eyes jumped through a pair of deep, charming eyes--those eyes were always full of banter--Bah-bah-bah-how could such a scourge jump out--Zhen Dixiu frowned, "Peanut, you-I grow taller, what's the relationship with--liking someone?" The doll doesn't want to grow up--Dad, you're different, don't become an ordinary dad, thinking about sending your daughter away every day, but I've practiced gecko skills, so I'm sticking to you-" "Okay, stick here, dad doesn't want you to leave." "Zhen Huasheng, you are too anxious, even if you don't want to know, some things will show up one day," cough-" Watson quickly coughed twice to hide his embarrassment-"Hehe, Dad, how did you think about fundraising?" Zhen Di pulled his father back to the living room, helped his father sit down, stood opposite him, and pulled the topic back again-"Mr. early, Miss early, I'll prepare breakfast for you-" I don't know when, Minglan came back from shopping for vegetables, changed her shoes and entered the living room-"Sister Minglan, Binbin went to school?" Zhen Di didn't look back—"Yes, this kid has to send Mao Mao away before he can go to school." Minglan was about to put the dishes into the kitchen, and when she looked up and saw Zhen Di with her back to her, she was stunned, "Miss, you-" "What, Sister Minglan?" As soon as I turned around, I saw Minglan with a surprised look, "Sister Minglan, what's wrong with you, it's rare for me to come back to rest for a few days, my father was shocked just now, and now it's your turn again, isn't it just to grow taller・・・・・・ "No, Miss, behind you-" "What's behind?" Zhen Di stretched out his hand and touched his buttocks, "Wow, blood!" "Dizzy--what kind of bad luck did I Zhen Di have, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, I'm growing taller, and I'm bleeding--" Ah--"It's a shame, where did the blood come from?" How can there be so many? Zhen Di looked at the blood stains on his palms, glanced at his father with complaining eyes, and hurriedly held his buttocks with both hands, and hurriedly ran to his bedroom・・・・・・ "Minglan, call the doctor quickly-" Zhen Huasheng shouted anxiously-"Di ・・・・・・" The mobile phone came at a really bad time, Zhen Huasheng pressed the phone, "Hey, Secretary Liu, we'll talk about everything later, after speaking, Zhen Huasheng hung up the phone-"Sir, sir, don't be nervous." I'll take a look. Minglan seemed to think of something, she quickly put down the vegetable basket, the corners of her mouth didn't know when, there was a faint smile, she strode in front of Watson, raised her hand to prevent him from entering Zhen Di's room - the motherless child is strange and distressing - pushed open the door that was not closed tightly, Minglan gently and quietly entered Zhen Di's room, Zhen Di was lying on the red sofa, she had already wrapped a futon tightly around herself, seeing Minglan , she blinked her big eyes, and a teardrop slipped down the corner of her eye, "Sister Minglan, I know- I'm going to die, no wonder my dad has been so sad for a while, he must have a hunch that I was going to die, but he just didn't want me to worry. "Sister Minglan, you have such no conscience, everyone is going to die, and you are still laughing-Zhen Di didn't look at Minglan angrily, sniffed hard, and continued, "Anyway, Sister Minglan, after I die, you must take good care of my father, you can see that you like my father, then you boldly chase him, you know, my father has always had my mother in his heart, maybe it will be a little more difficult to chase, but you must not give up, don't let Luo Fu take advantage of the loophole, and, Sister Minglan, in fact, I sue you, although I miss my mother, But actually, I don't have a specific impression of her, and my father never talks about her, so I think you're more like ・・・・・・. "Miss-" Minglan interrupted Zhen Di, "you-won't die-" "What did you say?" "I said you weren't going to die, you were just a big girl." Minglan smiled and looked at Zhen Di - "You mean-I'm coming-aunt?" Zhen Di suddenly remembered what she had learned in class, and what her classmates had talked about—"Yes." Minglan nodded affirmatively. It turned out that she had really grown up - Zhen Huasheng, who was standing outside the door and eavesdropping, quietly retreated to the kitchen, and he wanted to stew a bowl of chicken soup for the doll with his own hands・・・・・・