"Dragon Babu" made us recognize Mr. Duan Yu, who was amorous to birds. In fact. His Majesty, the real Emperor of Dali, is a very generous person.

Gao Zhichang, a powerful minister of Dali, dared to contradict and abuse him in the court. Mr. Duan Yu didn't care. After the death of Ji Zhichang. Mr. Duan Yu did a lot of Buddhist things for his excess. And the two officers under the command of Lu have always suspected that Mr. Duan killed his boss with a poisonous hand. So he assassinated Mr. Duan. Clumsy tricks were caught. Mr. Duan not only did not kill them. Instead, he praised the two boys: "You are loyal." "Let it go. The two Assassins committed suicide in shame. Mr. Duan also helped them repair the "Tomb of the Righteous Warrior".

This series of "Kindness History". Xiaoshao heard that his ears were calloused since he was a child. Because. His mother, Duan An, has always claimed to be a descendant of Mr. Duan Yu. "Wantonly" instilled in him a "sense of kindness". Maybe some things must be reversed. Mr. Tsurushino has been "anti" since he was a child. It's not kind.

Of course. If you are not kind, you are not kind. Temperament issues. Immovable fundamentals. If you can't get close to a woman for a lifetime. Do not give birth to "offspring" birds. Such a freak son. The old lady made a few promises. Plus. There is also an "irreconcilable contradiction" grandson... The grandson doesn't recognize her milk. If you still have a "joint sitting". Even the old man and the old lady who died of his own death don't care anymore... This is called Ms. Duan An's ruin. How to face her kind ancestor Mr. Duan Yu.

Thereupon. It's conceivable. A lady Gao Qian. A competitive belly. It seems ridiculous. But all the problems were solved at once. How can you not ask Ms. Duan An to be grateful to Dade to tears.

Truly. Ms. Gao Yan inherited the great name of "Miao Jixiang". With a peculiar hibiscus xue, he crossed the industry. Wow.

Babao Mountain. Desolate tombs.

There was still a drizzle.

Chang Yong and Chu Yi stood far away by the steps of the tomb. Look at the center of the group. Wei Xiaobai, dressed in military uniform, sat cross-legged in front of a tombstone. Smoking a cigarette. Throw paper money into the basin with one hand and burn it. I also have a bottle of two pots at hand.

"Daddy. Mother. I haven't seen you for seven years. Only now. It's true that the son is only now... "Cigarette between two fingers. Elbows resting on knees, head supporting forehead. Smoke swirled on his forehead. Little white's eyes are a little red. Paused for a moment. It was only in his son that he felt that his heart was smooth. You're gone. Grandma doesn't love grandma and grandpa doesn't love it. I've always wanted to. That's it. Whatever pleasure comes. Later, it was put into the ground. Do it all over again. Be your intimate son and honor the two elders. I don't think so. I've met a fero. Xiaobai took a puff of his cigarette. When smoke comes out of the mouth and nose. Tears also flowed out of the eye sockets.

Xiaobai didn't care. Flicked the soot. Go on. "He's a kid with a problem here." His hand with the cigarette tapped his head. "Still. Thy. I love that she's going to die. The Wild is not my own. She's a special recruit. But I still like her to die. You know no. She wanted her son with all her heart. In order for her to conceive a son. Your sons have anointed her with medicine on the root of their own life. Hehe. It's not like what to die for ... The voice grew quieter. Still like that. A cigarette in his hand. Knock on your knees. Palm your head. Looking at the tombstone. Xiaobai's face showed a very simple sense of happiness. That's it. Mixed with tears. Mixed with smoke. That's it. It's distressing. "Dad. Mom. He gave me a son. It's mine. It's Wei Xiaobai's. My own flesh and blood. ”

The drizzle sprinkled in the brazier was fleeting. Xiaobai's tears. Xiaobai's voice. Xiaobai's happiness has been entangled here. Presumably. Tsukashita's parents are also smiling and tearful.

What parent doesn't want their children to always have such a happy smile on their faces.

Little white parents are like this.

Ms. Duan An.

This is especially true of Professor Zhu Di.

It was nearly 6 p.m. Professor Gao's family is like having a reunion dinner during the Chinese New Year. It's time to come. It's all here. Oh. One person was absent. Gong Xiaoyue of "hidden marriage". (Ahem.) Gong Shaozhen, too. Let's not talk about the real men here. ）

Hu Lai is the third batch to arrive. When I entered the house, I looked at the child first. He took his hand and walked to the windowsill and muttered for a while. Hu Lai touched her face and whispered a few softly. He nodded. Grab his hand and rub it. Like a good boy.

Subsequently. General Han is here. He looked at him and wanted to cry. General Han pressed his hand on her. After politely greeting the beard and the white crane. General Xiao Han beckoned Hu Lai to the side to speak. At this time. The ferocity couldn't hold back any longer. Ran over and hugged his waist from behind. General Han raised his hand to hold her hand around his waist. Continue to talk to Hu Lai. Meantime. Hu Lai raised his hand behind him to wipe his tears. Both men smiled and looked sideways at her. Whispering. The tears did not stop.

This is something that no one can envy. Whoever came, she didn't do that. Han Yingqin is here. She just couldn't hold on.

Comrade Zheng Jing came in the fifth batch. Little Six is coming. He pulled him into the bathroom. When you come out again. The face was red. The little six hands are wet. Xiao Liu said very seriously. "You're looking at it all wild. I'm a doctor, and you don't count on me. Net foolishness. "Foul mouth." I hope that you and I will not have a son. I was born. Little Six dotted her forehead. I don't know what to say about her. It seemed to be smiling and smiling, and it was close to the root of her ear. "Then you can find a wild way, when will you give birth to a son for me." It's really serious. "That's for sure." Xiaoliu is touched, loving and helpless.

Holland and Dongdong always sat on the small sofa and watched everything. Only the sighing birds remained.

Can you imagine this scene? Harmonious, casual, so natural.

You think you're going to be nervous.

You thought it would be embarrassing.

You even thought. This must not be fought.

Oh. No.

It's like they're all here for New Year's dinner.

Everyone gets together once a year. Not so affectionate. It's not that detached either.

The men were sitting on the couch at this time. Talking to each other. Even with Professor Gao. She smiled and talked to them about what she had seen during the archaeology. without losing grace. Like a tea party.

This time. Wei Xiaobai and Chu Yi have already arrived. She and her two in-laws were talking about the milk in the back room around the crib. He held his mimi head for a moment. One will point to the mouths of the two boys. Said to be colorful.

Just when the men outside seemed to be having a good conversation. Ferocious hugging one. The first day of junior high holds one. Coming out of the back room.

He stood in the doorway. Smile. Happiness is like a flower bone in spring.

"It's not easy to come here. Let's take another family photo. It's just a mess. And also.. "I remember Xiaoyue. But he still didn't say anything.

You also have to admire whether it is good or not. Only Gao Yan, who is not four or six and can enjoy stupid blessings, can gather these heavenly capable people together. At her mercy.

The one said photography. Dongdong immediately greeted. The Netherlands is self-conscious. I became a photographer.

"Click".

A shadow is frozen in a historical period. The second family portrait of Gao Qian's family was completed at Gao Qian's mother's house at Wuhan University on the 8th of the year.

The two tigers sat with Professor Gao on one side of his arms. Vicious put her hands on her father's shoulders. Back from left to right. Bai Hexiao, Zheng Jing, Han Yingqin, Hu Lai, Wei Xiaobai. The little Buddha is still sitting cross-legged at the feet of the ferophyll. . .

This family portrait. Genuine. Priceless..