Parents are short, grievances and hatreds, on and off the field, in and out of the play, each takes what he needs, and each has his own love. I hope that every book lover can find their favorite elements in the book. It's you who make my writing no longer stand-alone, and saying "thank you" may not move anything, so let's give back to everyone with a more exciting plot! What to ask for is as usual!

Zhou Xiaofeng's home is very close to the college, and it is still an old-fashioned family home. It would be almost six o'clock, and the little children in the yard would begin to play wildly in groups, making a lot of noise.

The three of them discussed it, and finally brought some fruit over, and when it was hot, watermelon became the main dish, and then some bananas and apples, all of which were full, but I don't know how long it will take for these two to finish eating.

Sure enough, the success of the master startled the mother, and before they could say hello, they exclaimed: "So much, how to finish eating, just leave a little bit, and bring it back to you to eat when you turn around, otherwise it will be bad in two days!" ”

Zhou Xiaofeng still had a happy face, put down the remote control in his hand, and came over to introduce You Mo among the three: "Your aunt Wang Yao, who used to practice gymnastics, is she beautiful?" ”

This thing understood it, and after saying hello to the two of them, he sighed with Zhou Xiaofeng: "I feel different when I see my aunt walking, how long does it take to practice this temperament?" ”

It's really different, the result of many years of professional training is to walk with your head up and your chest up in small steps, and under your eyes that you don't squint are confident corners of your mouth and chin, coupled with a very impressive slender neck, a proper temperament beauty.

Although the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and the slightly loose skin somewhat reveal the real age.

Zhou Xiaofeng blinked his eyes twice, and the smile in the corner of his eyes was even worse: "That's not good if you don't have more than ten or twenty years of skill!" ”

This goods are very good: "I see that my aunt is in her early 30s at most, and it is very hard to learn gymnastics since she was a child!" ”

The two girls next to her couldn't help laughing, they really looked like cross talk actors. Wang Yao couldn't help it, came over and touched the baby's head, her face full of love: "This baby is so well-behaved, which doll is it?" ”

This question suddenly stumped everyone present, everyone look at me, I look at you, and finally unanimously elected the parties to answer by themselves.

You Mo was a little bit frightened, his voice was a little low, he sat on the sofa and didn't raise his head: "I don't know, I couldn't stay in the orphanage a few years ago, so I ran out by myself." ”

Except for Li Juan who had heard about it but didn't know the details, the others were really shocked. This cheerful and optimistic guy in front of him, with a smile and very flattering eyes squinting, has such a tragic life experience!

Under the silent atmosphere, You Mo's eyes quickly turned red, and he covered his eyes with his hands.

In the past, it was a topic that couldn't be easily brought up.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhou Xiaofeng who reacted first, holding him in his arms, and he didn't speak, and his eyes turned red.

Wang Yao was even worse, as soon as she saw this situation, tears came out directly, silently, as if she had been preparing for a long time.

Zhang Mei's heart is also very uncomfortable, and the prejudices against him all the time seem to have become a stone of self-blame, heavy, pressed in her heart, and she can't breathe.

On the contrary, it was Li Juan, who showed her strong side at this time, but her tone was still silly: "Oh, what are you crying about, now I can't be hungry, and someone hurts him." It's really not good, if you recognize him as your godson, you won't have everything! ”

To be honest, Li Juan really had this idea, and wanted to discuss it with him, but later felt that it was a bit inappropriate to discuss it with him before saying hello to the coach.

As a result, there is still some hesitation in this situation, not to mention, Miss Yuqing's temper is a "straight" word, which will blurt out.

Zhou Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and then he looked at his wife with inquiring eyes.

Wang Yao would do nothing but nod vigorously, and pulled some tissues over to continue wiping her tears.

You Mo also had mixed feelings in his heart, he originally planned to come over today to contact and contact his feelings, thinking that if he went to Brazil, Li Juan, a simple girl, would be more relieved to take care of herself, but she didn't expect this silly girl to be straightforward and fast-talking, and she went around herself.

This couple, the woman feels kind when she looks at it, and the man has dealt with each other, and the most important thing is that they are said to have no children!

Like, what a good idea!

Is the filial piety that I didn't have in my last life close at hand?

Zhou Xiaofeng's words seemed to be after thinking about the wording for a while, and he said very slowly: "When I saw you for the first time, I thought you were a good doll, sensible, and with a good personality. As for the two of us, the conditions are only average, and we can't provide you with a better development environment. But our hearts are very sincere, what about your Aunt Wang, I especially want a baby, but there has been no fate, today you come over, it is a gift from God, if you don't dislike it, then"

Li Juan couldn't listen to it anymore, and reached out to rub You Mo's hair, "Quick, call godfather, godmother!" ”

You Mo raised his head and looked at the two pairs of eyes opposite him with some fear in anticipation, his heart was also sour, and he choked up a little: "Godfather, godmother, me"

I can't go on, what kind of two pairs of eyes are they, full of so many years of anticipation, flashing with hope, flickering, as if a gust of wind came and blew it out.

How can you bear it, how can you be, refuse it?

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Lu Wei stood outside the courtyard, a little hesitant.

Dad Zheng waved his hand very freely and left, leaving such a situation for himself. In this day and age, divorce is a very sensitive topic, and people's family concepts are still relatively traditional, and reasons such as personality incompatibility are really unrecognized and unconvincing.

So what to say?

Forget it, let's test it first and see what her attitude is.

Having made up his mind, Lu Wei began to knock on the door. The little girl who came to open the door seemed to have a premonition, stood still, looked at him fixedly, her eyes were not as happy as before, and her expression was calm: "Tell me, what did he say to you." ”

Lu Wei smiled bitterly: "So ask? It means that you know you have something to do with you. ”

Zheng Qi was very confident: "And it's definitely not because of me and you." ”

Lu Wei smiled and shook his head, feeling that his previous thoughts were really naïve, this little girl, her mind is so delicate, she has a premonition before she says anything, and she still uses temptation?

"He wants to divorce my mom, right?" Zheng Eyelash tilted his head slightly, his expression changed slightly, he couldn't tell whether he was angry or sad, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Long pain is better than short pain, Lu Wei gritted his teeth and spoke quickly: "I'm already gone, it's hard for me to speak, let me talk to you." ”

"It's hard to speak?!" After Zheng Zhi finished speaking, he didn't want any answer, his eyes turned to the ground, and he bit his lower lip tightly, as if he wanted to block his complaints in his mouth and bury them in his heart.

Lu Wei knew that she couldn't get angry, but the love-hate intertwined caused by this kind of family estrangement was really not something she could resolve.

What you can do may be to accompany her and spend this time slowly.

In the future, it should be fine.

Thinking of this, Lu Wei hugged the little girl's shoulders and hugged her tightly with some force.

Zheng Zhi was like a wooden man, still maintaining his previous posture, but in his heart, he remembered the sweet song "Little Back Basket" in the stands that day.

Tears can no longer be stopped.