[230 like dad is the best]

Between recording such words of appreciation every day in Nangong Villa, Miss Yan has already mastered it, and after realizing her mistake, she immediately praised Master Tou in short sportswear as a flower, and her face was full of sincerity and her tone was sincere.

"Adult ......"

Seeing that in the words, Tou Shao's face softened slightly, and Miss Yan Xiaoyuyu turned her face sideways and carefully smoothed her hair, "You are magnanimous...... Forgive me, right? ”

Young Master Tou paused for a long time and asked, "Me and Baoqiang, who do you choose?" ”

"Uh......" hesitated.

"This ......" is tangled.

"Review book, 10,000 words."

The tone was very calm, but infinite sparks burst out of his eyes, "Before dinner, otherwise, you are not allowed to eat." ”

After that, he walked directly to the living room with a cold face, without looking at Miss Yan.

Miss Yan looked at his back with a look of resentment.

Uncle Tou, why do you always ask such childish questions? Uncle Tou, you and Baoqiang obviously don't have any comparison, okay? Your own man can never compare to the idol in your heart, such a common sense, as a genius, why don't you still understand?!

Also, this is my home, you don't let me eat by Mao, Mao!

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When the night was about to fall, Yan Hua bought vegetables and came back.

I have to admit that Song Qingtian is a beloved little guy, even if her height and age are a normal twelve-year-old girl, but when she behaves, she can always forget her identity and age, and she is treated as an innocent child in her innocent soft words.

Grandpa Yan didn't know that Qingtian was a little genius, and when he saw her, he only felt that this child was curious in his words, liked to ask questions, and treated him as a stunned child.

When Yan Hua doubted whether the little girl knew music, Xiao Qingtian picked two leaves from the tree, put them to her lips, said a few laughs, and played them, and then played the famous erhu song A Bing "Guangming Xing" with Yan Hua.

"Little doll, I can't see that you are so young and so spiritually attached to music!" Grandpa Yan praised, "Unlike my two daughters, I have been taught since childhood, and the notes are not all recognized now, let alone playing the music......"

"Grandpa!" Sunny day called pro, smiled sweetly, "Actually, my brother taught me well, my brother already knew six kinds of Western and national musical instruments before he was twelve years old, and I only knew three......"

"It's all good babies, good babies!" Grandpa Yan praised directly, and glanced at the tall and noble young master in the living room again, his face was full of admiration and longing, "Good looks, good upbringing, good prime, good temperament, it seems that the child raised by the Nangong family is really good...... In the future, our fish baby, like a father, like a father is the best hahaha......"

Xiao Yu, who was blatantly disgusted by his grandfather and hid in the kitchen to cook dinner, couldn't help but twitch his whole face.

Nangong's family is naturally likable and diplomatic, okay, Xiao Qingtian, you are naïve and ignorant on the surface, can you not do this kind of cunning thing that invisibly gives your brother a good impression?

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"Sister......

After frolicking outside the courtyard, Qingtian and Yan Hua entered the living room to talk to Young Master Tou, and Wei An walked in alone, still on crutches in his hands, and asked, "I'll help you." ”

Xiao Yu naturally knew that she had something to say to herself, so she didn't open her mouth to stop her, and let her in.

Wei An walked over to the sink, put down his crutches, and began to help wash the vegetables.

"Wei'an, about Professor Lin...... Xiao Yu stood in front of the board and took the lead in opening his mouth, "I think ......"

"Professor Lin, he ......"

Wei An sat in front of the sink, staring at the transparent water jet pouring down, without raising his face, "It's gone......"

"What do you mean?" The fish paused and turned around, "How did you know that Professor Lin was missing?" ”

"Just now, Shuyi called me", Wei An turned off the water, raised his head, and his eyes were gloomy, "He said that Professor Lin went to the police station for interrogation, and the evidence was enough to accuse him of being a criminal suspect, and for further review of the case, the police decided to criminally detain Professor Lin, and before the case was concluded, he was detained for at least 15 to 30 days. He also maintained a calm attitude towards the outcome of the police custody...... However, on the way to the detention center, the police were attacked by several black vehicles without license plates, and Professor Lin was taken away by the black cars and disappeared. ”

Xiao Yu paused for a while before digesting Wei An's words, and hurriedly said, "You mean, the police car was attacked, Professor Lin was hijacked, and there is still no whereabouts?" ”

"Well, the police have now determined that Professor Lin's criminal accomplices kidnapped Professor Lin, and the investigation is still ongoing." When Wei An spoke, his tone couldn't stop being low.

Xiao Yu thought for a moment and asked, "Then do you want Sister to help Professor Lin now, or don't you care about it in the future?" “

"Professor Lin's books have a characteristic, in addition to some highly professional knowledge, sometimes at the end, there are often some life insights and simple words, and because of Professor Lin's mystery, many people always hope to understand Professor Lin through these words...... I'm the same, so I remember every simple word and every word in his book very clearly......"

Wei An didn't look anxious, but just began to narrate quietly, "Professor Lin's words are gentle, without aggressiveness, and he always sees his gratitude and relief for the things in the world in such a bland narrative.

But for some reason, I read something different from others in his writing......

Repentance, loneliness, loss, missing......

My intuition told me that he seemed to be thinking about someone all the time, and it was as if he felt that his thoughts were very humble.

Therefore, he was cautious, talked about it and avoided it, deliberately suppressed, but it was still difficult to hide, and the sadness between the lines ......"