Uncle Ming still didn't show up.

Big liar! I can't do what I promised!

Wanwan has grown so big, she has been held in the palm of her family, and she has never been let go of a pigeon, this is the first time.

Sadness and grievances welled up in her heart, and she pouted and cried in the car.

When the bodyguard saw such a cute little girl crying, he couldn't do anything, so he turned around and asked Ma Lisu: "Miss, your classmate was scared and cried, why don't you invite her over as a guest next time?" ”

Ma Lisu is also very angry, she is not going well today, she hasn't cried yet.

She pinched her waist and stomped her foot: "I don't!" ”

"But if the lord sees it, he will suspect that you are bullying your classmates, and the lord said that if you bully your classmates, you will continue to transfer schools......"

Ma Lisu was silent for a while, thought about it carefully, and snorted, "Okay, got it." ”

She hadn't completely conquered the kindergarten yet, she didn't want to leave for the time being, and she didn't want her father to see her classmates crying, so she had to agree to the bodyguard's proposal, "You send her away." ”

Today was a whim for her to invite Nan Bowan to her house as a guest, but in fact, she was not ready.

The next time I let my father bring many masterpieces from all over the world to the house, she will definitely let her family's wealth and nobility deter Nan Bowan!

So the bodyguard got out of the car with Wanwan and drove another car to send her out of the manor.

Not long after leaving the manor, a black car stopped the car head-on, and the people in the car got down, knocked on the window, and said to the bodyguard: "This is my child, you can leave it to me." ”

Wanwan was still sobbing with her head down, but when she heard this voice, she quickly raised her head and looked at the person who came.

She immediately stopped crying and shouted happily, "Uncle Ming." ”

When the bodyguard saw that they did know each other, he loosened Wanwan's seat belt and let her get out of the car.

Wanwan changed into Ming Zhentan's car, completely forgot to investigate why he missed the appointment, took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, obediently fastened his seat belt, raised his head and said to him: "Uncle Ming, are you going to our house as a guest today?" ”

"Next time, Uncle has other things to do today." Ming Zhentan casually said perfunctorily, "I'll send you home first." ”

Wanwan is very well-behaved and never embarrassed people, although she is a little disappointed, she still nodded and said, "Okay." ”

As soon as she finished saying this, she suddenly heard someone behind her breathe softly.

Wanwan turned her head sharply, only to realize that there was still someone in the car.

It was a boy about her age, thin and dark, lying in the back seat with his back to her.

He was wearing only short sleeves and long pants, and his exposed arms were bruised and purple, and there were many scars that were oozing blood.

Wanwan looked at the child, and then looked up at Ming Zhentan: "Uncle Ming, is he your child?" ”

Detective Ming Zhen looked at the road ahead and replied to her lightly: "No." ”

Wanwan pointed to his arm again and said, "He's bleeding." ”

Detective Ming Zhen nodded: "I'll send you home first, and then send him to the hospital." ”

Wanwan didn't speak, picked up her school bag, and took out a roll of gauze, disinfectant, and a band-aid from it.

These things were stuffed into her school bag by her mother, who had taught her how to treat her wounds in an early age.

Wanwan unbuckled her seatbelt, stepped on the seat, and went around the front to the back to disinfect the little boy's wounds.

The little boy had his eyes closed, and when he noticed her movements, he frowned and opened his eyes, as if he was very uncomfortable.

He turned his face sideways, and saw that it was a little girl who looked as good as a doll washing her wounds, and he didn't squeak, but closed his eyes again.

After the disinfection was finished, Wanwan wrapped the big wound on the little boy's body with gauze, and the small wound was pasted with a beautiful band-aid, and Wanwan also blew lightly on the wound: "Huhu, the pain flies away!" ”

The little boy, who had been silent, heard this, gritted his back molars and muttered "childish" in a low voice.

But Wanwan didn't hear it.

Detective Ming Zhen had been paying attention to Wanwan's actions from the inner rearview mirror, and he suddenly didn't want to send Wanwan home so early.

Such a kind-hearted little girl is really prone to danger.

Her parents couldn't follow her all day long, and even if they sent bodyguards to protect her, they couldn't ensure that she was completely out of danger.

At the very least, let her learn the skills of self-defense.

The little boy had rough skin and thick flesh, and it was all skin trauma, so it was okay not to take him to the hospital.

So Detective Ming changed his mind temporarily, parked the car in a small park nearby, and said to Wanwan: "Wanwan, from today onwards, Uncle Ming will teach you some ways to protect yourself, okay?" ”

Wanwan decided in his heart that he was a good person, so he obediently listened to her words and nodded: "Okay." ”

Detective Ming Zhen took her out of the car and taught her the most basic self-defense techniques.

The little boy in the car endured the scars on his body, sat up, looked out of the car window, and saw Wanwan walking decently, raising his hand to punch, and dubbing himself, roaring and roaring.

Her little fists were floppy, and she had no strength at all.

The little boy in the car secretly cursed "waste".

Do you want to defend yourself with this little fist? It's just a psychological comfort.

Uncle Ming was reluctant to be rude to her, and taught him over and over again very patiently.

Unlike when he taught him, he couldn't learn anything, but Uncle Ming kicked his foot mercilessly.

The little boy looked down at the band-aid on his arm, which also had a bear motif and a faint strawberry scent.

He pouted, a little disgusted, but didn't tear it off in the end.

……

After this day, Detective Ming Zhen would come over almost every week to teach Wanwan how to defend herself in danger. Every time you finish teaching, you have to tell her that this is a secret between the two of them, and you can't tell anyone else.

Wanwan is very obedient, and even hides it from her parents.

But Wanwan never saw the little boy she saw again.

She was so young that over time, she forgot about the little boy.

Soon another year passed, and Wanwan reached the age of going to elementary school.

During the summer vacation, Nam-so decided to choose a school for a long time, and finally decided to send his daughter to the private school where he had studied before.

It was opened by Ming Zhentan's father, and he was relieved to let his daughter stay there.

He also said to Nan Bowan: "Wanwan, you can go home once a month in the future." ”

Wanwan was so young that she was going to leave home to live in school, she was very reluctant, hugged her father and asked, "Then will you and your mother miss me?" ”

Nam so decided to be full of love, and said to her softly: "Mom and Dad are also reluctant to you, but you have to slowly learn to be independent." We go to see you when we miss you. ”

In fact, what I said in my heart was, hurry up and go, don't delay the world of me and your mother.

Wanwan understood her father's hard work, so at the age of six, she embarked on the journey of primary school.

However, when I was in kindergarten, I could only use the excuse of "going to play with my classmates" one day a week to follow Mingzhen to study, and if I said more, my parents would suspect me.

Now that she lives on campus, it is more convenient for Ming Zhen to train her.

She now learns piano, painting, and Go at school every day after class, and when these classes are finished, it is almost 8 o'clock in the evening, and Uncle Ming will take her to the playground to teach her sanda.

Over time, the relationship between Wanwan and Mingzhen Detective is getting better and better, if Mingzhen Detective occasionally goes out on a mission and can't come over, Wanwan will be very disappointed that day.

One of her roommates, a precocious child, told her that the feeling was called worrying and that she wanted to marry this person.

For the first time in her life, she had a preliminary understanding of feelings.

On one occasion, when she came home, she lay down next to her mother and told her about her thoughts.

"Mom, I want to marry a man, how can I marry him?"

Lu Cencen does not limit her daughter to have a good impression of the opposite sex at this age.

I think at the beginning, she watched cartoons when she was five or six years old, and she still wanted to marry Wang Luffy.

She smiled and asked, "Who do you want to marry?" Plain or high-tech? ”

"Neither, they're both little brothers." Wanwan shook her head, "I like people who can protect me, just like my dad protects my mother." ”

She didn't say who it was, because Uncle Ming told her every time that she was not allowed to tell her about his existence.

Her daughter didn't want to say it, but Lu Cencen didn't force her, she gently persuaded her daughter: "You are too young now, you don't have the ability to like others, you grow up obediently, bury your feelings in your heart first, and then confess to him when you go to high school." ”

Wanwan nodded obediently: "Okay." ”

After Wanwan returned to school, the precocious female classmates in the dormitory brought two needles and a ball of yarn from home, and knitted wool in the dormitory every day after school.

The classmate's little short hand couldn't hook the yarn, but the woven things seemed to look the same.

Wanwan couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked her what she was doing, and the female classmate said: "I want to knit a scarf for the boy I like, and we girls have to make things for the person we like." ”

After hearing this, Wanwan felt that it made sense.

Her mother doesn't usually cook, but on her father's birthday, she cooks a meal for her father.

Although it was very unpalatable, Dad would still eat it all.

That's love.

So she also took her pocket money and went to buy several boxes of wool.

Others knit scarves, she doesn't want to be like others, she wants to knit sweaters.

But the sweater is too difficult, and she has to sew it together after weaving, and she can't, and neither can the female classmates.

She finally decided to forget it, and it was better to weave a woolen quilt.

The quilt is simple, just weave it into a large piece.

Since she was six years old, she has been weaving quilts every day while studying and practicing sanda.

I've been weaving, weaving, weaving, weaving, weaving for seven years.

She jumped two levels, and at the age of thirteen, she finally entered high school.

Mom said that when you go to high school, you can confess to the person you like.

In the past seven years, she has woven a big quilt. It can fill the whole bed, and it has to be compressed and packed in a large suitcase.

In the summer before going to high school, Wanwan couldn't wait to prepare to confess to Uncle Ming.

She took the confession gift that she had carefully prepared for seven years, and went to the secret place where she usually practiced sanda with Uncle Ming, waiting for him.

On this day, Uncle Ming was late, and she waited until it was dark before she saw his car parked not far away, and he got out of the car and came over to Wanwan.

Wanwan got up from the bench and confessed for the first time, she was nervous.

At this time, it seemed that the heavens could see her nervousness, and the moonlight converged to prevent the other party from seeing her blushing face.

She was afraid that Uncle Ming would not accept her, so she didn't give the other party a chance to speak, carried the quilt she had woven for seven years, rushed up, stood on tiptoe, spread the quilt off his head, and covered him tightly.

It's okay this way, I can't see his face, and I really relax a lot.

This quilt is messy, some are densely knitted and some are thick, and because it has not been washed for seven years, it has not washed all the old smells, and it weighs thirty pounds, but ...... This is the crystallization of her seven years of affection!

She plucked up her courage and said, "This is the quilt I knitted for you with my own hands, and I ...... I've liked you for seven years now, please stay with me. ”

For a long time, I didn't hear Uncle Ming's response.

Wanwan was anxious, and then the reappeared moonlight peeked at the person in front of her...... Could it be that his woolen quilt is too heavy and makes Uncle Ming burp?

So she hurriedly pulled the quilt off the other party's body.

And then...... Behind the quilt, a completely unfamiliar face was revealed!