Changchang District, Hequan Street, this is an antique commercial tourism pedestrian street, eating, drinking, playing, all available.

Woquan Street is bustling with people, with wide cobblestone streets passing through quaint southern buildings and small shops doing their best to attract passers-by. The pastry seller set up a large stone mortar in front of the door, and the guy wearing a sleeveless vest in the Republic of China style shouted and picked up a big wooden mallet and smashed the dough in the stone mortar with a mallet; Selling antique jade, celebrity calligraphy and paintings, wearing elaborate robes, shaking a folding fan in their hands, and chanting words in their mouths, attracting many elderly people to stop and watch······

This pedestrian street, which seems to have a lot of cultural heritage, was actually built with the special approval of the Shixia Municipal Government a few years ago. Some people who have been to Hangzhou have complained that Hequan Street has almost copied the business model of Hefang Street in Hangzhou.

"You don't have a place to live, do you?" Fang Yeyou put down the coffee cup in his hand.

The three of them were sitting in front of a small shop that made pastries, and they walked for a while to find the shop, which had a good reputation in the local area. Lu Qiu had just ordered a tiramisu for An Zeru, Fang Yeyou didn't eat sweets, and Lu Qiu bought him a cup of freshly ground coffee at the nearby Starbucks. An Zeru was bowing down to eat, and when she heard Fang Yeyou's words, her chewing movements unconsciously slowed down.

Fang Yeyou had been driving around Shixia City for most of the day, An Zeru and Lu Qiu were sitting in the back row, no matter what topic Fang Yeyou threw out, An Zeru did not respond directly. Lu Qiu acted as their mouthpiece, and she told Fang Ye to persuade this little girl to go to the shopping mall. After the trunk was full, the little girl proposed that she wanted to go to an amusement park, a comic exhibition, and a food street.

"You tell him that I'll go home after eating, and I don't need him to deliver it." An Zeru said to Lu Qiu, Lu Qiu smiled, and without even changing the title, he directly conveyed it to Fang Yeyou.

"It's more than 200 kilometers from here to your house, and you have no money, do you plan to beg all the way back?" Fang Ye lobbied.

"You have to take care of it!" An Zeru went back directly this time.

"I guess you want to sell the bunch of things in the trunk as travel expenses," Fang Yeyou picked up the coffee cup again, "Or maybe it's because you're afraid that no one will want it when you go back, and I'll be embarrassed to see it?" ”

"Cut, my parents love me very much." An Zeru's careful thinking was exposed, she really wanted to wait for them to leave, and then sell the pile of things that Lu Qiu bought for her on the street. But she didn't think about going home.

"I don't believe it, if no one wants it, you can honestly come and show us the door." The old fox began to stir up the method with ease.

"Fart, if you have the ability, go now!" An Zeru slapped the table, turned around and walked in the direction of the parking lot. Fang Yeyou smiled, he didn't expect that he did have a hand in coaxing the child.

As soon as An Zeru walked away, Fang Yeyou's expression suddenly became serious: "What are you doing with me?" ”

Before the words fell, the tourists near the pastry shop who were chatting with the owner of the antique shop, picking and picking in the jewelry store, and passing by in groups of three or five stopped one after another, and this lively pedestrian street seemed to have suddenly pressed the pause button.

Fang Yeyou had already discovered this group of people, the standard mode of action of the firing squad.

"Commander-in-chief, we are concerned about your safety." Someone replied.

Fang Yeyou glanced at Lu Qiu and said, "You arranged it, right?" ”

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

"Go back, I'm not old enough to need your protection."

"Yes!"

The firing team members disguised as tourists quickly dispersed from the alleys, and the pedestrian street was deserted in an instant.

Fang Yeyou's mobile phone rang, it was Dai Qiman from the library, and he motioned for Lu Qiu to follow first, lest the little girl slip away.

"Commander-in-chief, the people in the command center said you went out?" Dai Qiman asked.

"What's the matter?"

"We need your help, when will you be back?"

"What, you blew up the treehouse building?"

"Not yet, the cleaning team has already strengthened the library, we plan to activate the 'Fu Nest' tonight, we need your help." Dai Qiman explained.

"Got it, I'll be back later."

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It's been more than 3 hours by car, and it's already past 7 o'clock in the evening. Fang Yeyou traveled all the way at high speed, spanning two counties, and had already left Shixia City.

An Zeru's Honglin community is not difficult to find, just get off the highway and follow the national highway. In front of the community is a large supermarket that has just opened, and it is doing activities for the past two days, and it is even more lively in the evening. "It's a great opening! Gifts don't stop, red envelopes don't stop! Huh? Don't worry, it's all there! An Zeru kept lying on the car window to watch, a stage was set up in front of the supermarket, and the host threw a lot of red envelopes down, and the uncles and aunts in the audience were all red-eyed.

"Would you like to go down and grab a few too?" After driving for a day, Fang Yeyou's shoulders were a little sore.

"In fact, it's only a few dollars in it, what is there to grab?" An Zeru suddenly remembered that she couldn't talk to Fang Yeyou, so she turned to Lu Qiu and added, "You tell the driver in front." ”

"When I'm old, I want to be like them, buy groceries, take a walk, take grandchildren, and occasionally grab a few yuan of red envelopes." Fang Yeyou made a direction and turned into the Honglin community.

"Cut."

The street lights in the community are very bright, illuminating the road like a broad road to heaven. The tall buildings are separated by a well-manicured lawn surrounded by small warm yellow floor lamps, and the family takes the children for a walk after dinner. The location here is good, behind is the commercial street, a few hundred meters further forward is the primary school, the transportation is also very convenient, so the housing prices here are much higher than other places, and those who can afford to buy a house here are a little money.

An Zeru's father is the marketing director of a real estate development company, with an annual salary of 300,000 yuan, and Honglin Community is the company's real estate. Her mother was a stay-at-home wife, and when she was young, she was a flower in college, and there were many people who pursued her back then.

Ding dong.

An Zeru immediately took a few steps back after pressing the doorbell, and she pinched the corner of her clothes nervously. After a long time, no one came to open the door, so she hesitated and decided to pluck up the courage to ring the doorbell again.

Just as she leaned out, the door opened, and it was her father, An Qingyu.

“······ How did you get back? An Qingyu's face was very red, he smelled of alcohol, and the collar of his shirt was high and low, obviously he had just come back from socializing. The moment he opened the door and saw An Zeru, he was surprised, with a hint of disgust in his shocked expression.

"I ······ I'll come back to see you······ What about Mom? An Zeru's heart was pounding, she was afraid that her father would suddenly slam the door shut.

An Qingyu's eyes were erratic, he just leaned against the door, and suddenly no one spoke between father and daughter.

At this time, the elevator in the corridor opened, and it was Aunt Li next door, who had just come back from a walk with her 8-year-old son, "Yo, Xiao An is back, Auntie hasn't seen you for a long time!" Aunt Li took out the key from her pocket and held her son in her hand. An Zeru used to go to Aunt Li's house often, and this little brother likes her, mainly because they are both fans of Miyazaki.

"Sister Xiao An, are you cured?" Aunt Li's son tried to break free of his mother's hand, "Go back and do your homework!" Aunt Li patted her son's hand, opened the door and pushed him in, and the aunt smiled at An Zeru fakely.

"Xiao Chen'er, my sister will come to play with you later!" An Zeru waved his hand, and Aunt Li's son poked his head out and smiled at her, but his mother immediately dragged him in again and closed the door.

"What are you playing," An Qingyu looked into the corridor, and another elevator seemed to be coming up to this floor, "Come in first." ”

The area of An Zeru's house is not large, but the decoration is very exquisite, and my father has always been very confident in his vision, and the sofa in the living room is still set by his colleagues from abroad. An Qingyu is a marketer, and there are often guests at home, so An Qingyu installed a red wine wall in the restaurant, and put some low-end red wine from Dynasty, Changyu and Tonghua for hundreds of yuan, and a few bottles of Lafite, Latour and the like were specially placed on the middle layer, which sold thousands of red wine on the market, but in fact, An Qingyu took back the empty bottles from the company's canteen to fill the façade.

An Qingyu is a man who wants to save face and suffer crimes, and promised before marriage not to let An Zeru's mother Li Shangshang go out to work, although his income alone is not low, but it is not worth Li Shangshang's lavish purchase of all kinds of famous brands.

"Dad, didn't there be a piano in the living room before?" An Zeru sat down on the sofa and looked at the home she once knew so well.

"The family has a small space, so I sold it." An Qingyu poured An Zeru a glass of water, using a disposable paper cup.

"Oh, that's it."

An Zeru likes the piano, and on her 11th birthday, An Qingyu spent more than 20,000 yuan to buy her an upright piano, and also hired a piano teacher for her. In the past, An Qingyu liked to take An Zeru to his business partner's house together, and most rich people had a piano at home, whether they were interested or decorated, there was no shortage of money anyway. Whenever An Zeru played the piano elegantly in someone else's house, An Qingyu always felt that his face was bright. An Qingyu often bragged in front of those people about how she cultivated An Zeru, and in this life, as long as she is a baby daughter, she will not have one more.

In fact, in An Qingyu's eyes, whether it is An Zeru or her beautiful and moving mother, they are all his decorations in front of people, which sets off how successful and high-spirited he is.

"Where's Mom?"

"She's drying clothes······ How the hell did you get back? ”

"I ······"

"Who are you talking to?" A soft female voice came from the corridor, and An Zeru's mother, Li Shangshang, came out with a stomach. Li Shangshang wore a pink chiffon dress with lace on the skirt, she still loves to dress up so much, and she still wears heavy makeup at home.

"Mom!" An Zeru immediately jumped up from the sofa to greet her, but when she saw Li Shangshang's bulging lower abdomen, she unconsciously stopped.

"How did you get back?" Li Shangshang was very surprised, and even his tone was the same as An Qingyu.

"Come back······ Look at you," An Zeru's gaze never left Li Shangshang's belly, she seemed to understand that this family might not need her for a long time, she was an abandoned child.

It's just that she's sick, mentally ill, and can't give them long faces anymore.

An Zeru's eyes moistened, and she slowly raised her right hand to caress Li Shangshang's stomach: "Will it be a younger brother or a younger sister?" Li Shangshang was frightened by An Zeru's move and took a step back.

"Don't touch her!" An Qingyu immediately rushed up and slapped An Zeru's hand away, who knows what outrageous things she's going to do as a psychopath?

An Zeru's hand was slapped very painfully, she endured the pain and forced out a smile, and tears fell from one eye. It has been said that the deepest humor is the smile of a mortally wounded heart. She lowered her head, choked up and asked, "Why, Mom, I also came out of here." ”

Downstairs, Fang Yeyou leaned on the business car, and the cigar in his hand was already half smoked.

"The library called and asked when we would be able to go back." Lu Qiu just hung up the phone.

Fang Yeyou exhaled a puff of cigarette and looked up at the lit windows: "Wait a little longer." ”

"She's such a lucky girl, and she deserves your attention." Lu Qiu looked at Fang Yeyou's line of sight.

"It's not so much about the heart, it's about the guilt, there's not much time left for this child, and I don't want a child to be involved if I can."

"Lu Yulin is also a child."

"He's different, he was born to fight in this war."