() Tie Ming lowered his head, unwilling to reveal his thoughts easily.

"Everyone has a sad past, let it pass, and don't let it affect your future life."

"That's right, Qinxin, let the past pass!"

"People's pain is that they can't let go of themselves, and if they really let go, what is there to care about?"

Tie Ming raised his head and looked at Qin Xin calmly, and kicked the "football" to her.

"Have you let yourself go?"

Qin Xin suddenly understood the meaning of what Tie Ming meant, picked up the teacup and put it down, stood up and said:

"I don't know, I have always refused to marry my father, my father is uncomfortable, and I am also very sad. But I couldn't convince myself, I couldn't accept this reality. I don't call other women, Daddy has a lot of lovers. ”

Qin Xin lowered his head as he spoke, and the light in his eyes slowly dimmed. Tie Ming walked over and patted her on the shoulder, wanting to comfort her, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

"Teacher Song, have you let yourself go?"

Tie Ming shook his head firmly, a hint of man's fortitude rising from the corner of his mouth.

"I can't let myself go. I can't allow myself to forget the past, I have to remember it forever, remind myself to be sober. ”

"That would be very uncomfortable, wouldn't it?"

Tie Ming picked up a cup of tea, looked ahead, and continued:

"Only when you are uncomfortable can you stay awake, and there will be no crisis in a life that is too comfortable."

Qin Xin smiled and said:

"We are all cheap bones, find our own guilt, come, have a drink together."

The two of them picked up the teacups together and threw them back.

In the past few days, a great happy event is brewing in the Lin Mansion, what kind of happy event? Master Lin is about to celebrate his fiftieth birthday.

In a hundred years of life, the first half of life is sorrow, and the second half of life is sorrow. Between this sorrow and sorrow, there is a fifty year, take a break, know the destiny of heaven, and take a look at the world of flowers It turned out to be a dream.

How many people took the stage, how many people thanked the stage, crying, laughing, laughing, joyful, sad and sad, watching and lobbying guests, without worrying about it, because I am already a Buddha.

Dalin looks back on his life, no regrets, no fear, no sadness or joy, Qin Xin and Lin's industry are his two children, and now they are adults, which is gratifying.

I am now born without complaints, and I have no regrets when I die, but a big regret has been haunting my heart, that is, Qinxin's mother, but ah, I don't have to worry, I finally meet, heaven and earth, but not in the world.

Dalin lives at home every night these days, and Qin Xin has to pester his father every night, asking Dalin to talk about the past.

She prepared a small notebook to record these fine ropes, and tied a longevity pine with Xiaoju, hung a small red lantern a day, a note in a small lantern, a note of an old thing, and waited until Dad's birthday, for Dad to offer this self-prepared longevity pine, read the past, Dad will be happy.

That night, Qin Xin had eaten, finished his homework, and returned to his room. Xiao Ju took a large stack of music books and found the vocal exercises that Miss wanted to read. Qin Xin hurriedly looked at it, and carefully saw how it taught people to speak.

"Miss, are we going to sing?"

Qin Xin nodded, and his eyes did not leave the book for a moment, this book is taught in detail, and he has become a golden voice in seven days, hehe.

"Xiao Ju, look, this person can change his voice. Men make female voices, women become male voices, learn frogs, learn cocks, learn cats and snakes, it's really fun. ”

"Miss, the Liyuan opera will change their voices, fake singing, real singing, pretending to be an old woman with a dumb voice, and being a girl with a sharp throat,

The ability to practice as a child. ”

"Look at Xiaoju, it is said here that crying can also change your voice, how to cry, you can learn to cry movingly!"

"I really haven't heard of this, Xiaoju also wants to learn."

The two girls were enthusiastically studying how to sing aloud. Xiaoju poured two glasses of water, and the two swallowed a mouthful of water to clear their throats, and began to practice various crying methods according to the methods taught in the book.

"Woo woo woo Woo Woo Woo who are you sad for?"

"Boom, for my dead mother."

Qin Xin cried, pretended to wipe her tears, and changed her crying method, it sounded like she was abandoned by her lover, Xiaoju also became sad and persuaded her to stop crying.

The two girls learned well and seriously. Qin cried and shouted, Xiaoju was heartbroken.

It happened that Uncle Zhong went up the stairs to explain the matter of the servant, and heard a faint cry in Qin's heart, so he hurried over to hear it clearly, but no, Miss was crying hoarsely, what's wrong, Miss was wronged? I've got to go find the master.

In Dalin's study on the third floor, the lights are bright, quiet and silent, Dalin is reading some documents, his brows are twisted into a pimple, this business has become more and more difficult to do recently, there are many government regulations, each of which cannot be touched, which is nerve-wracking.

"Knock Knock"

"Come in."

"Sir."

Dalin looked up and saw that it was Uncle Zhong and asked him:

"Ah Zhong, is there something wrong?"

"Master, let's go see Miss!"

"Oh? What's wrong with this girl? ”

Dalin was annoyed by the documents on the table, and listened to Uncle Zhong talk about the heart-warming matter, what can this little girl do, she was coquettish again, lowered her head and continued to look at the documents, and said indifferently:

"Little girl, little fool, let her go."

"But Mr. Lin, Miss she seems to be ...... Crying! ”

When Dalin heard this, he paused with his hand flipping through the documents, why, Qin Xin was still crying.

"Ah Zhong, what the hell is going on?"

"I don't know if I'm young, I'm going upstairs to listen to Miss crying, so I'm not sad, I'm going to persuade Miss!"

Dalin put down the papers, hurriedly went out of the door, and went downstairs straight to his daughter's room, and Ah Zhong followed closely. What's wrong with her? Missed Mom? Quarreled with Tie Ming? It's a big deal if my daughter is unhappy, and it's a big deal for her to cry. Qinxin, Dad is here.

There were many rooms in the Lin Mansion, and Da Lin and Ah Zhong walked through more than a dozen rooms, and they vaguely seemed to hear laughter coming from Qin's heart.

The girl's laughter was like that owl, but it was creepy to hear, what happened to Qinxin? Dalin didn't knock on the door, he pushed the door directly and entered, shouting:

"Refreshed."

"Dad, why are you here?"

Dalin went straight to his daughter, hugged her arm, looked at her carefully, and asked her with concern:

"Good boy, what are you crying about? Who bullied you? ”

"Am I crying? I didn't cry! ”

"Miss, Ah Zhong just came upstairs and heard the crying in your room, what is the sadness of Miss?"

Qin Xin lowered his head and thought about it, and suddenly understood, looked at Xiao Ju, covered his mouth, and laughed with his stomach. Dalin and Ah Zhong felt strange. Qin Xin laughed enough before he said:

"Dad, my daughter isn't crying, we're learning to sing, isn't it, Xiaoju."

"Yes, sir, Miss and I are doing vocal exercises and learning different ways to cry!"

"I see, it seems that Ah Zhong has to knock on the door to confirm first, and he has also found the master."

"Haha, Ah Zhong, I don't blame you, you and I were deceived by these two little girls. Let's go, don't disturb them to learn to sing, Qinxin, what are you doing when you suddenly learn to sing? ”

After Dalin figured out that his daughter was learning to sing, he was even more puzzled, how did Qin Xin learn to sing again. Qin Xin was shocked to realize that he had leaked his mouth, and he was going to sing a birthday song at his father's birthday banquet to surprise his father, but he didn't expect to say it.

"Oh Dad, this is the homework assigned by the school, you go, my daughter still has to practice!"

"Okay, dad is gone, don't practice too long, your throat is dry. Xiaoju, make a bowl of pear soup for Miss. ”

Looking at his father gratefully, Dalin smiled and said:

"This thing is the most moisturizing, when will Dad listen to you sing, Dad will wait."

Qin Xin lowered his head and smiled, sent Dalin out, and Xiaoju also went downstairs to the kitchen to tell the cook to make pear soup. Da Lin and Uncle Zhong walked back to the study. Qin Xin learned to sing, this little girl, there is a lot of interest, I think her mother's voice was sweet, hugging her and humming a sleep song, humming so that people are reluctant to fall asleep with their eyes open, and they will squint after listening. Now Qin Xin is also learning to sing, and she is becoming more and more like her mother.

The next morning, Qin Xin got up early and had breakfast, only to find that his father had already gone to the company.

Dad is really hard, he gets up early and goes to bed late every day, there are so many things in the company, he can't rest for a while, he can't relax for a moment.

Qin Xin ran to the small western-style building, went upstairs lightly, and knocked on the door. Inside, Tie Ming was wearing a tie when he heard someone knock on the door and shouted, "Come!" "There was another knock on the door outside, very urgent, who. Tie Ming had no choice but to put on his tie and walk to open the door.

Yo, who's this?

Tie Ming was stunned as soon as he opened the door, and he was almost about to say this, but fortunately he couldn't bear it, Qin Xin was dressed as a schoolgirl today, with a black dress and a blue skirt with black heels and white socks, and two braids, so pretty and lively, youthful and graceful. Tie Ming looked at it and smiled.

"Why are you dressed like this today? Obediently wearing a student skirt? ”

"Hey, on Monday, the principal speaks, of course I have to dress nicely."

Qin Xin playfully winked at him, twisted his waist, saw that Tie Ming's tie was not tied and hurried to open the door, reached out and grabbed his tie and rubbed it, raised his eyes and said:

"Look at you, the tie is not even worn."

Only then did Tie Ming realize that he didn't have time to hit the tie around his neck, so he was grabbed by Qin Xin, and hurriedly grabbed the tie to pull it out, and reminded her in a low voice:

"Qinxin, this is not good, it will be seen."

"What's wrong with seeing it? Whoever dares to chew the root of the tongue, I will make it invisible to whom. ”

Tie Ming laughed at her eldest lady's temper again, and at this moment, Qin Xin had already helped him tie his tie, tightened his knot, and tilted his head with a smile and said:

"Alright."

Tie Ming looked down, mother, what did she fight. Tie Ming was about to untie it and fight it himself, Qin Xin looked at him seriously, stretched out his index finger and pointed at the freshly made tie, and said seriously:

"Don't untie it, huh!"

Tie Ming smiled bitterly and said as if pleading:

"This, this is a joke."

"Who's laughing, I think it's cute, let's go, send me to school."

Qin Xin pulled Tie Ming and jumped downstairs. Tie Ming looked reluctant, looked down at the ugly crying tie knot, and couldn't help itchy. Will she wear a tie? She can wear a tie and I will fly a plane, and every time I try my hand, alas, Song Tieming, you are planted in her hands......